Girls like her weren't supposed to fall for boys like him. She was too soft, too sweet, and he was too angry. Paul would hurt her; it was inevitable. But he didn't want to. He never wanted to. And that was all that really mattered. • • • | the twilight saga | [ paul lahote x oc ] [ © -Vanillarain13 ]

astrophile (n.) a person who loves the stars. Lyssa Archeron loved to look up at the night sky after a long night and stare at the stars. She'd allow herself to dream under the starlight sky, and sometimes, in her darkest hour, the stars would shine with an answer. selenophile (n.) a person who loves the moon. Azriel always thrived in the darkness, his shadows always accompanied him wherever he went. He was used to it. But he was a child of the moon, born from moondust, or that's what his mother always told him. Even so, Azriel grew up loving the moon and the light it provided. Azriel loved Lyssa even more than the moon, because she glowed brighter than moonlight. And Lyssa loved Azriel just as much as she loved the stars, because she knew that the stars needed darkness to shine. The two were always meant to find each other, their fate was written in the stars. Azriel x Fem OC Updates every Tuesday and Thursday (I'm in college, so it might be a little off sometimes)

Azriel's life was nothing but work and his court, his new family, that's all that mattered, until a day when the mysterious fair haired girl rained rage upon them claiming she would destroy them all. He wanted nothing more than to rid the earth of her, but some forgotten part of him, his soul nagged at him to find out who she was. 𝐀 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥. 𝐀 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬.

War ruined her. Had torn her soul from her piece by piece and now, now she was home. But home wasn't the same. And Feyre certainly wasn't the same. The Fae that she brought with her, attractive as they may be, they were still dangerous. But they were kind, and she craved it. The kindness she had never been given, and so she left. She left to join them, in The City of Starlight. Velaris.

☽◦➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 Maiven Archeron founds her home between the shadows and the stars. "𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵." ╰┈˚ · ° . 𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐨𝐜 ˏˋ°•*The Second book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ------------------------

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 : ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron has to fight through the thorns of roses just to survive. 〔Azriel x oc〕 ╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn! ˏˋ°•*First book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ----------------------

Azriel X Scarlett Vanserra (Eris' Eldest Daughter). 18+ Spiciness and a bit of a slow burn!!!! What happens when your High Lord and Lady agree to temporarily house your nemesis' offspring? Well falling in love and finding his mate was certainly not the answer Azriel was expecting. ◈⋙◇◈◇⋘◈ I glance at Nesta who watches her mate slowly tethering on the edge of becoming unconscious as he refuses to tap out. "You want to call it or will we be down a trainer today?" I ask quietly as her eyes fume with rage over Scarletts victory. "That's enough." She snaps, projecting her voice. "He's done." Releasing him, Scarlett drops her grip and Cassian falls forward gasping for air. Turning on her heels she cocks her head as her eyes meet mine. "What do you say, Shadowsinger... up for a match?" Definitely Eris' daughter. The familiar arrogant and cocky attitude briefly shows on her face before she once again puts on the stoic expression of a warrior who can't be read. Not vocalizing my acceptance, I simply walk into the fighting area as Cassian shifts off to stand with his mate. No doubt another bet is being placed. "Nesta." She calls out without taking her eyes off me. "You call it." Changing her stance to a different one than what she started with in Cassian's fight I see just how smart she is. She's already switching her strategy up before she sees me make a move. "On three!" Nesta's voice calls through the air and I keep my focus on the female in front of me, her Amber eyes burning into me. "One!" A breeze blows and her scent fills my nose. Cider, cinnamon... mmm crisp leaves. "Two!" A living embodiment of Autumn. "Three!" Nesta calls and I wait for Scarlett to strike the first blow. ◈⋙◇◈◇⋘◈ A/N: I do not own any of these characters and this is a fanfic made for the fun of writing and the love of our fictional bat boys from the ACOTAR books! Notable Rankings: #1 erisvanserra #1 nightcourt #1 vanserra #1 acosf #3 spymaster #9 acotar

Daisy's a general for the Peregryns in the Dawn Court. A Court of Thorns and Roses book series does not belong to me, it belongs to Sarah J. Maas. The cover for this book does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who created the fan art.

What if Azriel's mate was someone he was ordered to torture? A spicy slow burn featuring everyone's favorite Inner Circle. -Takes place after ACOWAR-

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