"You taste like wine," she whispered, her voice playful but soft, her lips still close to mine. I chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "You're not so innocent yourself." -- Aureva, a human baker, leads a quiet life in her small village, content in the simplicity of her daily routine. But lately, whispers have begun to reach her ears-rumors of powerful, evil fae stirring in the shadows, bringing unease to the edges of her peaceful world. Azriel, the shadowsinger of the Night Court, is no stranger to darkness. As spymaster, he has spent centuries gathering secrets and slipping through shadows, always one step ahead of danger. Yet now, something stirs in Hybern, a darkness even his shadows struggle to comprehend. In the heart of Hybern, a new power is rising, one that threatens the delicate equilibrium between worlds. Aureva finds herself caught in the center of this turmoil, unwittingly linked to the forces at play. As her path crosses with Azriel's, they become entangled in a web of secrets and shadows, forced to confront what lies beneath the surface of their worlds-and each other. azriel x Oc

Rhysand's sister-the little star of the Night Court. Beloved. Brilliant. Until Rhys went Under the Mountain... and she stopped burning. Bit by bit, she let herself be reduced, forgetting how to shine. Believing love meant pain, and healing was for other people. But Azriel? He sees all of it. Always has, always will. And all he wants is for her to let him love her. A story of a girl who lost herself, and the male who would burn the world to bring her back. Of the family who never stopped loving her, and the Shadowsinger who would wait a thousand years more if she asked.

Y/N, a sharp-witted but reserved fighter, catches the attention of Azriel, the Night Court's elusive Shadowsinger, during a sparring session at the House of Wind. Their connection begins with playful challenges and quiet observations, growing through late-night training and unspoken trust. Azriel, drawn to her resilience, finds himself intrigued by her unpredictable yet clever fighting style, while Y/N learns to see past his silence to the depth beneath. Their bond strengthens through shared moments of competition, respect, and an undeniable pull-until one evening, after a particularly intense match, Azriel finally admits what they both know: this is just the beginning of something more.

The last Inkborn in Prythian has survived centuries of hunting, her magic woven into the animals inked across her skin. Isabelle has always lived in the shadows, trusting no one-until a mysterious High Lord and his Inner Circle find her. Rhysand knows she's his mate, but Isabelle doesn't-and she has no reason to trust anyone. As the Night Court battles jealous hunters and rival courts, Isabelle must navigate a world she's never known: one of friendship, danger, and feelings she never thought she'd allow herself to feel. Can a girl born of shadows find her place in the light? And can the Night Court protect her before history repeats itself?