We are but dust and shadows. Meant to crumble and fade but always there and forever to return. Monsters may be how the world sees us but that will never change how gentle your blood soaked claws have touched me. Or In which Alora Archeron fights with venom and fire to find out who she is when all she's ever known is bloodshed and hatred. She will shatter and break into a million pieces. She will hurt and bleed until there is nothing to give. She will hope and love until the stars die out. Without a master, without chains, without holding back. She will be. Freedom is at her fingertips, all she has to do is fight for it. Now if only she'd stop getting in her own way. What are we if not monsters? "I made myself into a monster for her, for them." "We're all monsters to someone." "There are worse monsters to serve." Main ship: Rhysand x OC x Azriel

Arabella has been missing for three hundred and fifty years. She had no idea that her mother, father and sister had been slain, or that her older brother was now High Lord of the Night Court, nor did she know that the reason she had been missing for so long was still a part of his inner circle. She also had no idea that within that inner circle, besides her brother and someone she once loved... Was her mate.

a court of mist and fury fanfiction azriel shadowsinger x oc 18+ - "The angels up in the clouds are jealous knowing we found Something so out of the ordinary. You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary Shatter me with your touch, oh Lord return to me dust." What happens when a reader falls into ACOTAR's universe.

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

This takes place after ACOWAR (Characters belong to Sarah J Maas) Azriel x OC ----‐--------------------------------------------------- Prythian is in turmoil, recovering from the affects of Hybern. Just as the tensions are running high Tamlin finds the person he was least expecting. - Nyx wakes up disoriented after the war with Hybern is over and has to adapt to a 'normal' life and come to terms with her past. What happens now that the Daughter of Night is home? Despite tensions still running high between the High Lords they are brought together to help their Courts recover from the devastation brought to them. Relations between Courts and in Courts need to be strengthened as they begin to regrow their towns and cities. But few notice that the people need to regrow first. Unedited (will edit once completed) #1 ACOMAF (Dec 2022) #1 Lucien (Jan 2022) #1 Rhys (October 2021) #1 ACOTAR (Sept 2021) #1 Cassian (May 2021) #1 Tamlin (Feb 2021) #1 Azriel (Feb 2021)

❛ a falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes ❜ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⬩❖⬩ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ "How . . ." She was at a loss for words. This was a dream, right? But if it was, how could she be feeling all of this? How could she feel his magic, or his touch, or the cool air of the corridor? None of it made sense. One of his hands raised, as though wanting to touch her face, but it hesitated before lowering. Some small part of Ana was left disappointed. "You're . . . you're here? How are you here?" Ana swallowed thickly. "I⎯I don't know. I thought I was . . . this is a dream. But then . . ." Realization dawned in his eyes. "Oh." Ana frowned. What did oh mean? "Shit." "What?" Ana asked. She needed answers. This was the second strange thing that had happened in four days. "Why are you saying shit? What's going on?" His hand wrapped around her wrist again and he pulled her through the darkness, away from the door. "She can't know about this. None of them can." "Who can't know about what?" Ana nearly stumbled over her footing, but her years of training kept her upright. "Tell me what's happening. Who even are you? How am I here?"

Nesta is forced to move into the House of Wind. Cassian and Azriel are irritating enough, but when things start to get a little more heated, Nesta finds herself more than a little lovedrunk. But when she finds out they both want her... how could she say no?

In a world where love defies the ordinary, Elara and Azriel have forged a bond that surpasses fate itself-a vow marked upon their skin, a promise stronger than any title or ring. But when Elara wakes one night to find their mark beginning to fade, everything she thought was unbreakable is suddenly at risk. As she grapples with the unraveling of their bond, she is forced to confront the true depths of love, sacrifice, and the limits of even the strongest promises. In the wake of heartbreak, Elara must find a way forward in a world forever changed. With unexpected companionship and the weight of memory pressing down, she embarks on a journey of grief, resilience, and the possibility of new beginnings. But some loves are not easily left behind-and some vows are never truly broken. A story of devotion, loss, and the uncharted path between holding on and letting go. *Denotes mature chapters*

Maeve loves her job as a librarian. She is more focused now than ever on work. She lost her mother about a year ago. Her mother who was her only family. She has been living with her grief ever since. Maeve has a hard time moving on with her life. Until one day. Cassian, the lord of bloodshed appears under mysterious circumstances in her world. Her calm world in the library is suddenly turned upside down when he desperately needs her help. How can a simple librarian help the great Cassian, the lord of bloodshed? Cassian has been waiting for 25 years for Rhys to come back home from under the mountain. But nothing. Now he has been locked inside Velaris and he has tried everything here. He needs to do something. He needs to help him. He is tired of waiting and waiting. With help from his friends they discover something that can help. Something from a different realm. He needs to find this realm and artefact, maybe someone on the other side could help him too?

✺☼ 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.