** 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]

In a world divided by courts and bound by ancient power, two dangerously different souls collide. Azriel, the Night Court's infamous Spymaster, lives in the shadows-silent, lethal, and ruled by duty. But everything shifts when he crosses paths with Delphine, a seductive and bold siren thief with a wicked smile and a knack for disappearing just when he gets too close. She's chaos wrapped in charm, leaving soul-drained corpses and sarcastic notes in her wake. He's the blade sent to stop her... until the bond reveals something far more complicated. Now hunted and haunted by each other, Delphine and Azriel are locked in a deadly game of cat and mouse-where secrets run deep, hearts betray logic, and neither one is willing to lose. Not to the other. Not even to fate.

ACOTAR- Azriel/OC Volume I in the A Court of Secrets Series - Five hundred years ago, the Princess of the Night Court was slaughtered in the Illyrian wilderness. Her wings were torn from her back. Her head was put in a box and thrown down the river for her brother to find. Her story ended the way it was told- through blood and suffering and death. At least, that's what everyone thought. But there are secrets she took to the grave- And one of them is that she's still alive. Now, as war with Hybern looms and the cracks in the Night Court begin to splinter, her return sets off a chain reaction that no one is ready for. Allegiances shift. Truths are questioned. And the story everyone thought they knew begins to unravel- One bloody, burning lie at a time. - Special thanks to @fxckmiup and @crimson_text for their support, encouragement, and editing.

She was born of the sun. He was forged in the shadows. And fate made them mates. Apollonia Alba, true heir to the Dawn Court, never expected to be the second female High Lady in Prythian's history-nor did she expect her mate to be Azriel, the cold, lethal Illyrian spymaster of the Night Court. Their bond is unbreakable, but war is coming, and love is not enough. With Hybern threatening to destroy everything she'd swore to protect, Apollonia must prove she is more than just a ruler by name. Her family and betrothed plot against her, Azriel is called to battle, and every choice she makes could cost her friends-or her mate. In a world where war demands sacrifice, will she put her court first, her friends, or will love become her greatest weakness? Dawn will rise. But at what cost?

݁ *⋆° 𝙇𝙖𝙮 𝙄𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙚 ... 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. °⋆* When a female awakes in an unknown time and place, with no sense of who she is or any memories, she travels through Prythian in order to get them back. This is a young adult fantasy novella, about love, friendship, danger, and self-growth. A story about her life, her desires, and the mystery hidden beneath a dangerous past. _____________ ݁ *⋆°𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 (𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦-𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥!) °⋆* 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟓𝟎,𝟎𝟎𝟎 [cover made by @Yeontanaaaaaaa]

Iraden has lived in Velaris her whole life, in the silvery pools gifted to the Sirens by Rhysand's father, the High Lord before him. It wasn't the only thing she had to thank the High Lords of the Night Court for. For 100 years Iraden and her mother managed to keep her a secret, but what happens when Azriel, the Spymaster of the Night Court, and one of Rhysand's right hands, stumbles into where she works one day, a fast and unusual relationship taking root. Azriel is in desperate need of grounding, having drifted so far away in the past 50 years after the wars that he cannot find his way back. Iraden is in desperate need of freedom after spending her entire life hidden from her true nature, and her father, Rhysand, who is beginning to worry that Nyx isn't taking on the particular glow that the High Lord's heir should take. Will Iraden embrace who she was always meant to be? Will she dare to dream that big?

After years away, half-breed Celeste returns to the Night Court in search of her mate. She fled decades ago and enchanted Azriel to forget she ever existed on one condition - that when they meet again, the memories will return. But will Az be able to forgive what she put him through? Celeste hasn't finished paying off her debt for the memory charm. Rhysand and his inner circle are suspicious of her true intentions. Celeste jumps through hoops to prove her loyalty to the court. After years on her own, Celeste must learn what it takes to be a part of a court of family or be exiled as a traitor.

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

~He was her lifeline, she was his sanity~ Amaria's heart has long since been sealed off. Azriel has never known love until he laid eyes on her. Two souls meet but are quickly torn apart when Armarantha takes the high lords powers and traps a majority of them under the mountain, including Aria and her new High Lord. Will Azriel and Aria meet again and have the chance to be together, or will Armarantha's reign forever build a gap between their hearts? TW: ⚠ mentions of unconsesual sex, gore, smut, violence ⚠ This is set pre Acotar and then goes into Acotar, through Acosf

stay until morning the monsters aren't so big in the daylight. AZRIEL 𝒙 OC