The shadows decide that Azriel needs a hobby. 5 times when said hobby-related shenanigans didn't end so well...and the one time where it may end up better than Azriel could ever have imagined.

(This story takes place after a Court of Silver flames) After Amarantha and Hybern fell, Prythian did not heal. It fractured. Hope was a fragile thing-until the most carefully guarded secret of Prythian returned. The lost heir, hidden in a pocket realm for her own safety for over 50 years, the heir to the Winter Court. The first High Lady that exists in Prythian, but not only is she of Winter, but of another Court. The last living heir of the lost kingdom of the Dusk Court. The lost bloodline lives within her. Her return sends shockwaves through the courts, turning her into a prize, a threat, and a target. She did not come back for power or a throne-she came back for her people. For the children. For the broken and the forgotten. She never meant to fall in love. But the Cauldron does not ask permission. Bound to the most lethal male in Prythian-the Shadowsinger of the Night Court-her fate becomes entangled with a darkness that mirrors her own. Together, they will either remake Prythian... Or burn it to the ground.

Sequel to Illuminate Based on SJM original series A Court of Thorns and Roses

COMPLETED. The war for the freedom of humans was a long, treacherous era for Prythian. But the aftermath, when Courts attempted to rebuild within their newly drawn lines, proved to be just as uncharted and dangerous. Courts that had fought on opposite sides of the war found themselves at odds, and powerful offspring began to lay claim to their parent's thrones. As such, a new alliance is formed between the young half Fae half Illyrian High Lord of the Night Court, and Helion, High Lord of the Day court. It is through this alliance that Helion's bastard daughter, Elora, meets Azriel, the High Lord of the Night Court's Shadowsinger. Azriel was infamous, and feared by all who beheld him. But not Elora, as she found that perhaps they were not so unlike.

In which a girl faces the ghosts of her past and the people she loves most, at a time where courage, guilt, and redemption intertwine in the shadows of betrayal. OC x Azriel All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas, this is just a fanfiction!

If there was one thing that both Azriel and Zahra Archeron had in common, it was that they were both very good at blending into the background. They just never thought that their family were going to be the ones who never saw them at all.

** All rights to characters and plotline belong to Sarah J Maas, this is completely a fanfiction and I take no credit for the characters and places that Sarah J Maas has created** Born with wings that should not exist, Evanora (ev-uh-NOR-uh) has spent her life hiding in the shadows of Illyria. Concealed by her mother's desperate invention - a dark paste to mask the white leather of her birth - she learned early that survival meant silence, invisibility, and secrets. But when grief, fear, and fury spark a forbidden light within her, Evanora's secret can no longer remain buried. Hunted by her own people, she finds herself swept into the heart of the Night Court, where power, danger, and beauty are entwined. There she meets the Shadowsinger - unreadable, relentless, a warrior who sees too much. Tasked with training her, he becomes both her harshest trial and her most unexpected tether. Yet as whispers of war rise across Prythian, and the Autumn Court stirs schemes that could burn the realm to ash, Evanora must confront what she is, what she fears, and the truth of the bloodline her mother died to protect. In a court of fire and darkness, of love and betrayal, light may be her greatest weapon. Or her doom. [Also on AO3 under stvrlightt_cerys]

As an Illyrian, Marzia thought her life ended when someone ripped her wings for revenge. She, however, didn't expect her life to be saved by a friend from the past. "My shadows have whispered me many secrets, but the moment they knew what you meant for me, they went completely quiet to listen when the bond snapped."

Soleil Archeron was not always this way. Once, she was something softer-someone who bled, who broke. But that girl died in the dark. In the dungeons where she was tortured, where they tried to shatter her piece by piece, something far more dangerous was forged in her place. Now, she walks the world reborn, her very existence an anomaly-something that has not been seen in centuries, something that should not exist. As Hybern's armies grow stronger by the day, and the line between victory and annihilation thins. But there is something else stirring-something old, something watching. And the deeper Soleil sinks into the darkness of her own power, the more she begins to wonder if she was remade for more than just vengeance. Because some poisons don't just kill. Some corrupt. ||Azriel x OC|| Set in ACOMAF

Aoife Vanserra, daughter of the High Lord of Autumn Court, Beron, had been living safely in Spring Court since her family was taken Under the Mountain. She'd been happily married to a Spring Court sentinel, one who blessed her with a small youngling. Her life was perfect, despite the looming threat that quickly approached. Until she awoke alone, her husband gone with new orders to befriend the vicious, heartless human who killed him. Or that's how she thought she would view the human female. Now she is forced to navigate this horror having lost the one person who would've kept her grounded. But will she find something else? I do not own any of the ACOTAR characters or plot lines, but do own my own including Aoife and Colleen. Azriel x OC #1 in Azriel (8/7) #1 in Rhys (8/31) #1 in ACOTAR (11/1, 11/12) #1 in ACOMAF (12/13)