"The Cauldron Made me. But something older claimed me." Gaia Archeron was never chosen. Not by magic, not by fate. She was a girl who survived because no one expected her to. Until she died. And when death came, it didn't keep her. Not when an ancient power-older than the Cauldron, older than Prythian-answered a forgotten wish and pulled her back. Now, something stirs beneath her skin. Starborn. Hollowed. Changed. Not quite mortal. Not quite Made. But something in between. And the world that let her die is not ready for what she's become. OC X Rhysand ****Disclaimer**** This is a work of fanfiction based on the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas. I do not own any part of the original universe, characters, or settings created by the author. All rights to the ACOTAR world belong to Sarah J. Maas and her publishers. Original characters, plotlines, and interpretations introduced in this story-such as Gaia Archeron and The Starborn Saga-are my own creation and meant for entertainment purposes only. This story is not intended for commercial use. First installment of The Starborn Saga ***Attention*** There will be some changes in the story line, but not enough that will mess with the original one.

𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐇 ❛ how cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling ❜ 𝒂𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄, acotar a court of wings and ruin violentbluess, 2024

Pregnant, abandoned, and alone, she never expected salvation to come from Azriel, the brooding shadowsinger who insists on giving her shelter when she has nowhere else to turn. What begins as an act of reluctant kindness slowly shifts into something deeper. Stolen glances, quiet comforts in the night, confessions whispered when the world feels too heavy. The walls she's built begin to crack under his steady presence, even as they fight the unfamiliar pull. But with her manipulative ex circling back, she must decide, cling to the past that broke her...or risk everything for the future Azriel is quietly offering.

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

Bridgeton/Pride and Prejudice meets Azriel our beloved Shadowsinger and this author will tell the story of a Prideful noble lady and a spymaster who hates her. Azriel, the battle-worn Shadowsinger of the Night Court, has spent centuries in war and darkness. He has no patience for noble games, no desire for politics. But when Rhysand arranges his marriage to the infamous Jewel of Prythian-an effort to mend ties with the Spring Court and keep Azriel from dangerous affections-he is forced into a world he despises. Liora, daughter of the Dawn and Spring Courts, is everything he is not: a highborn beauty, the perfect courtly lady, untouched by war. To Azriel, she is spoiled, vain, and frivolous. To Seraphine, he is a brute-cold, scarred, and lacking any grace beyond the battlefield. Forced into marriage, they are trapped in a battle of wills, neither willing to bend. But peace in Prythian is fragile, and war is never far. Whispers of old enemies emerging from the shadows threaten the stability of the courts. As political tensions rise, Azriel and Liora find themselves at the center of a deadly game-where their union may be the only thing holding Prythian together. For beneath Liora's silks and diamonds lies a mind as sharp as his blades. And beneath Azriel's shadows and scars is a longing he never dared to name. Enemies by fate. Lovers by scandal. Can a warrior of darkness and a lady of starlight survive the storm ahead-or will their pride and prejudice tear them, and Prythian, apart?

** 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** The fires have gone out-but the smoke still clings. The Autumn Court lies in ruin after Beron's fall, its forests choked by ash and old magic. Eris Vanserra now wears the crown he spent centuries surviving to earn, but every breath tastes of smoke and memory. His people fear him, his brothers despise him, and the land itself rejects his rule. When the Dawn Court sends Kallista Talfryn, a life-healer whose touch can coax the earth back to bloom, Eris expects condescension-he finds defiance instead. Barefoot, blunt, and utterly unimpressed by power, Kallista sees through every mask he forged to survive. Her presence soothes the poisoned soil ... and unsettles the High Lord who guards it. Together they must cleanse the rot Beron left behind, yet the deeper they dig, the more truth burns through the smoke. In a court built on lies, trust is the most dangerous magic of all-and sweetness, once tasted, is impossible to forget. A slow-burn romance of redemption and renewal in the world of Prythian-where even in the ruins, something golden still grows. Author's Note: A Court of Smoke and Honey takes place after the events of my first story, A Court of Light and Shadows. While it can be read as a standalone, readers familiar with Evanora and Azriel's journey will recognize the aftermath that shapes Eris's rise - and the world left smoldering in its wake.

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.

❝𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳.❞ ❝𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸.❞ ❝𝘗𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she sinks her sharp claws into them and has no intentions in letting them go. ↳ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥

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.

With the war against Hybern on their doorstep, the Night Court is desperate for allies that can help to turn the tide. While Feyre hunts down monsters to join the fight, Azriel's mission is simple: find the Soul Stealer. The only problem is, the Soul Stealer hasn't been seen for hundreds of years. Raven is the bastard daughter of the previous High Lord of the Winter Court. She possesses a power so rare, that whoever doesn't want her dead, wants to use her as a weapon. She is the Soul Stealer many believe to be myth, in hiding for hundreds of years. Her terrifying power allows her to rip souls right out of bodies, something she refuses to do unless absolutely necessary. Raven has been in hiding for hundreds of years for her own protection, but when a handsome Shadow Singer crosses her path asking for help, will she abandon everything she believes in and risk her own life to unleash her terrifying power? ACOTAR Fanfiction. Set during the events of A Court of Wings and Ruin. Ranking History: #1 Azriel #1 Shadowsinger #1 ACOTAR #1 ACOWAR #1 ACOMAF