"With every heartbeat I have left I will defend your every breath. Come what may I will find you Feyre." What if there was another sister? A bastard born daughter born from secrets and pain? How will the presence of the fourth sister Niravi, change the whole story? Niravi is the youngest of the four Acherons. To help her family with poverty she commits atrocious crimes to keep her family alive. Closest to Feyre she shares a special bond with her elder sister going through great lengths to save her. Watch as the youngest sister battles her own demons to save her sister from the battles of the fae. DISCLAIMER all characters and plot belong to SJ Maas other than my own character Niravi and her storyline. Thanks for reading. Constructive criticism and thoughts are accepted with open arms.

Alexis Quinlan was falling between worlds-falling through worlds-until she landed with Bryce someplace that was definitely not Hel. And now there was a male before her, the most beautiful male she had ever seen and something other than fear sparked in her heart. [𝚂𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝙾𝙵𝙰𝚂]

Valeria Draven rules a kingdom the courts pretend does not exist. Deep beneath Prythian, hidden in labyrinths carved from bone and stone, lies the Crimson Court-her domain, her sanctuary, her cage. A place where the unwanted gather: vampires with shattered bloodlines, fae exiles driven mad by power, humans stolen or discarded by the courts above, and creatures too dangerous to walk in daylight. They worship Valeria as their queen. Their monster. Their savior. And she guards them with a hunger that has drowned armies. The world believes her people extinct. She prefers it that way. But when Hybern revives an ancient magic capable of slaughtering her entire court, Valeria is forced to step into the light she hates- and into the Night Court she has vowed never to forgive. She arrives not as an ally, but as a warning. Yet Prythian's most powerful males do not fear her. They want her. Rhysand, whose power coils around hers like a serpent tasting blood. Azriel, whose shadows hiss at her hunger yet return to her touch. Cassian, who stares at her like she is war itself- and he intends to win. They should be wise enough to keep their distance. They are not. Valeria Draven has survived centuries of slaughter, betrayal, and bloodshed. She has a kingdom that worships her. A throne soaked in the sacrifices of those she loved and lost. And she will burn Prythian to ash before she lets any court- or any male- claim her. But desire is a violent thing. And when queens fall, they do so with teeth bared, dragging the world down with them.

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!

Eris Vanserra meets Thalia on Calanmai.... Completely unaware that she's the half sister of the Spymaster, Azriel. 18+

Azriel had mastered the shadows a long time ago, bent them to his will and taught them to obey his every command. It all changed one night though, when they began screaming at him. "She's coming," the shadows screamed so loudly it nearly broke Azriel's brain. The only problem was he had no idea who "she" was. - Cover by @courtofsxra

When Cassian meets her, Tarquin's closest friend and the embodiment of sun-soaked chaos, it's over before it begins. She's golden, wild and dazzling in a way he never stood a chance against. And him? All grin and brute heart, utterly doomed. They circle each other like solar flares, just waiting to collide again. They ruin rooftops, start bar fights and quite literally bring down buildings. They flirt like it's war, kiss like it's peace, and burn like it's never going to end. A story of summer spun through laughter and lust, of two forces too bright to be tamed, too drawn to ever stay apart. Because she is the sun. And Cassian? Cassian would follow her into the fire.

"You make my world just a little bit more full of light." "That's a little bit ironic don't you think?" "Well, flowers need light to grow so no, not really." Being the youngest and only daughter of the High Lord of the Spring is always weird. Especially when you are fully aware of the fact that your older brother Tamlin didn't want the title once your father was dead. Amara didn't have much in ways of comforts and time away from her brother but Rhysand had always been more than happy to take her away and to Velaris, as long as she swore that she would never tell Tamlin, her older brother. That was where she had been when the Blight hit.

➸ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the youngest sister of four has to fall into the deepest pit of hell to reach heaven. （ azriel x fem!oc ） ↳ slowburn! 𝗝𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗲𝘁 - 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛𝑒 [acotar - acosf] -› ᴄᴇʟɪᴀᴛᴍ (Warnings, etc. are in the book | previously called LOVED ONES) ¡Slow updates!

✺☼ Once upon a time, in a land between worlds, a young raven haired girl with Ashryver eyes, brought the world, and the Gods themselves to their knees, and she smiled as they fell. ✺☼ ↠ oc x azriel ↠ tog x acotar ↠ QoS/ ACOWAR/ EoS ↠ oc is aelins sister ↠ THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR BOTH THE THRONE OF GLASS SERIES AND THE ACOTAR SERIES DISCLAIMER I do not own Throne of Glass or Acotar or any of it's characters. Sarah J Maas holds all credit of the worlds in the Maasverse and everything they contain. The only thing I own is my own Original characters and plot lines. WARNING contains mature content and themes of self harm, abuse, mental illness, assault, war etc. read at your own risk.