Azriel fanfic from ACOTAR, with cross-overs to Crescent City characters (and maybe some Twilight inspiration). Azriel has to forget about Elain, Rhysand had made it clear that she is forbidden. For months, his thoughts have been consumed by Elain, until he has a mission to the Summer Court. Azriel meets Carmen, who will change every single aspect of his life. Carmen is half-vampire, half-human. Her past has brought her to Prythian, where she meets Azriel. She's thrown into the world of the Night Court, while discovering her own bloodline.

ACOTAR AU Rewrite with Bat Boys x OC RH Matebonds! (No Archeron sisters in this fic) A forgotten heir. A land in decay. A girl born of storm and shadow returns to reclaim what was stolen. Arya hides the truth of her blood, her power, and the crown that once belonged to her. But as magic unravels and the courts fall to chaos, she may be Prythian's only chance at salvation. A legacy lost to time meant to shake the foundations of kingdoms. Fate is a cruel seamstress, and the threads of destiny can be cut, unraveled, but never forgotten. Summoned by forces she cannot yet name, Arya steps into a realm of gilded deception and unraveling myths-a land where thrones are won with blood, where secrets coil beneath silken words, and where masks hide more than faces. The courts murmur of a storm gathering, of shadows stretching too far, of something ancient stirring beneath the roots of the world. She is a blade tempered in exile, a ghost of a legacy buried beneath millennia's of silence. But some graves do not stay undisturbed. And as shadows rise and old magic awakens, one truth becomes clear: Not all crowns are made of gold. Some are built from the bones of the fallen. This story is 4 years in the making and I am overjoyed to be able to finally share it with you all! Best Rankings: #1 Rhys #1 Azriel #1 Cassian #1 ACOTAR #1 ACOTAR Fic #1 ACOTAR AU #1 Rhysand x OC #1 Cassian x OC #1 Azriel x OC

❝ how did you find us? ❞ ❝ i dont... know. ❞ * 　　 · . 　 　　✺ 　　 ✧　. 　✵ * 　　* 　　 · . 　 　　✵ * 　　　　 ✫ * 　 . 　　· ⊹ 　 ✺ . 　 ✧　　　 ✦ ✫ 　 . ✫ * . 　　　　　 　 　　 · 　 ⊹ 　 ✺ . 　　　 ✧　.　 ✦ ✫ 　 . . [ tog x acotar ] [ f!oc x rhysand ] [ ungodIy- (2023) ] [ completed 12-16-24 ]

There is a Pool of Starlight in the Spring Court. A piece of the Night Court that has no business being in the land of Eternal Spring. So how did it came to be? Or: How the Spymaster of the Night Court starts hearing a voice, realises that no, he is not insane after all, frees a princess, kills a High Lord... and finds his mate all at the same time.

"You think I give a shit about everyone else in Prythian if it's your life on the line?" Azriel snapped. Eclipse's eyes watered and she looked away in frustration. Azriel reached forward and grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him. Eclipse's breath caught in her throat at the intensity of his stare. "If it's you or Prythian, I will light the fucking fires myself and burn it all to the ground." "Az-" she breathed softly staring into his hazel eyes. "No. I waited 500 years for this, for you, and if you think that I will ever be okay with spending one Cauldron damned second of this life without you from this point forward, then you are sorely mistaken." He stared deeply into her eyes. "If you.. Mother.... If you die Eclipse there's no fucking point to anything. Mate or not you are the light of my life. Nothing makes sense without you, it's all just blood and shadow without you and I can't, I won't go back to that. So if you go, then I'm following right behind." What if, hear me out, but what if Rhysand's sister hadn't been the youngest of his blood relations. What if, before her death she had been married off to the heir to the Day Court? What if they had a daughter? Born somewhere in between the day and night, a bridge between the courts. Powers from both. An affinity to control the light and dark, an intuition so keen she had never been wrong a day in her life, an affinity for magic and spells so strong she could rival her father, known by many names. The Warrior Princess, the Candle in the Dark, Daydreamer, Eclipse; Spell Weaver.

❛ 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?"

✺☼ 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.

Andrea Archeron was Nesta, Elain and Feyre's, mother. Though her sickness nearly killed her, she survived. Just like she survived her husband's abuse. As a young 15-year-old girl at that time who was raped, Andrea had no choice other than to marry 'the wealthy man who had done no wrong, but take care of his needs'(cue the eye roll) because her parents kicked her out as soon as she told them. After years of her husband's cruelty, the only thing that kept her alive was her love for her daughters. Motherhood made her want to survive. For them. After her daughter is sent to Prythian, everything changes, and the woman who survived, became the woman who was feared, for there is nothing more powerful in the universe than a mother's love and nothing more powerful in Prythian than Andrea Archeron. {HelionxOC} TW: ABUSE, SA, BLOOD, GORE, AND OTHER HEAVY SUBJECTS DISCLAIMER THIS IS A FANFICTION BASED ON THE SJM UNIVERSE. I HAVE NO RIGHTS TO THIS UNIVERSE. I ONLY CREATED THE NEW STORYLINE AND ADDITIONAL CHARACTERS

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.

5 Times members of the Inner Circle get absolutely terrified by Azriel's...whatever she is, and 1 (of many) times Azriel thinks that his witch was the best thing that ever happened to him.