Rysand's sister, Circe, was resurrected via the Calderon by the King of Hybern as a weapon for the upcoming war. She was at peace in death, but now came back with fury and vengeful. She must obey his commands and pretend to be under his control or suffer the consequences. Whether that is protecting her family or herself. What happens when the Inner Circle and her Mate discover she is alive and is a pet to the King? How will she destroy the King? How will she cope with life after death? This takes place after the fall of Amarantha and during ACOWAR. Art by Algiz-M "Midnight". I do not own Sarah J Maas books, this is my own personal story with her ideas

This fanfic follows the bonus chapters given from Azriel's POV after A Court of Silver Flames. In this continuation, Gwyn and Azriel explore their new potential relationship as they try to navigate their lives after the Blood Rite. This story contains mature content, pretty much near the beginning so-read at your own risk. Characters are from the world of ACOTAR, credit to Sarah J Maas.

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

I just wanted to write a fic where Azriel is how he would be in the original series! This takes place after the ending of ACOSF. Y/N is a Peregryn warrior from the Dawn Court, and she finds herself assigned to a mission with Azriel from the Night Court. The two fae grow... close while spending time together in the forest.

CURRENTLY EDITING Isarella, the daughter of Thesan, High Lord of the Dawn Court, endured horrors that shattered her spirit and left her scarred in body and soul. Trapped Under the Mountain alongside Rhysand, Isarella's unique gifts became both her salvation and her curse. As a healer with power inherited from her father, she was forced to mend the broken bodies of her captors and victims alike. But beneath her quiet demeanor lay a secret ability: the power to command light itself. With a snap of her fingers, she could extinguish the stars or bring radiant dawn to the darkest of nights-a power she kept hidden, knowing it could bring devastation if wielded recklessly. When Feyre arrived Under the Mountain to free her love, Tamlin, Isarella became an unwilling witness to Feyre's trials. Bound in scraps of clothing and forced to stand alongside Rhysand, she watched Feyre fight against the impossible. And when Feyre solved Amarantha's riddle only to have her life cruelly snuffed out, Isarella made a choice that would change her fate forever. Joining the High Lords, she granted Feyre a fragment of her light, weaving her own power into Feyre's rebirth. Years later, as the war with Hybern looms, Isarella is forced to face the nightmares of her past once more. Reuniting with Rhysand and his Court brings buried trauma to the surface, but it also brings unexpected connections. When Isarella crosses paths with Azriel, the Shadowsinger, her light collides with his shadows in a way that neither of them can deny. Drawn to one another, they uncover secrets that could change the course of the war-and their lives. As Hybern's armies threaten Prythian, Isarella must embrace the full extent of her powers, even if it means confronting the ghosts of her captivity and the pain of standing beside Rhysand once more. Will her light be enough to banish the shadows of her past? Or will her fractured heart and the darkness she once endured consume her entirely? ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO SJM

Sie sollte die erste High Lady werden. Ophilie. Tochter von Beron. Doch ihre Liebe zum Schattensänger Azriel stellte sie vor die Wahl. High Lady über das Herbstreich werden oder gemeinsam mit ihrer Liebe verschwinden und den Titel der High Lady für immer verlieren. Für Ophilie keine schwere Entscheidung. Doch sie wurde bitter enttäuscht und verlor am Ende beides und befand sich fortan auf der Flucht vor dem Hass ihres Vaters. Viele Jahrhunderte später stehen Rhysand, der High Lord des Nachtreiches und seine Gefährtin Feyre vor ernsthaften Problemen. Ophilie scheint dringende Hilfe zu brauchen. Da kommt es Rhysand ganz passend, dass er nicht nur Ophilies Leben retten kann, sondern es auch wieder in die richtigen Bannen lenken kann und vielleicht kann er auch so den High Lord des Herbstreiches endlich loswerden. Doch nach all den Jahren der Flucht, ist die einstige Prinzessin des Herbstreiches nicht mehr die, die sie von früher kannten. Mit viel Liebe und Feingefühl versucht der innere Kreis des Nachthofes alles, um es der gefallenen Prinzessin recht zu machen und ihr das wiederzugeben, was sie vor so langer Zeit verloren hatte; ein lebenswertes Leben. Und auch als die zarten Funken der Liebe wieder zwischen dem Schattensänger und der High Fae erklingen, gibt es neben den bevorstehenden Problemen mit dem Herbstreich immer noch die unausgesprochenen Ängste, Sorgen und Anspannungen aus längst vergangenen Tagen. Kann der Schattensänger über seinen eigenen Schatten springen und der ersten Liebe seines Lebens endlich der Mann sein, der er für schon immer für sie sein wollte? ❤️ In Watty Shortlist 2022 ❤️

Sequel to Shadows Whisper! Cover by @courtofsxra !!

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

Sofia Volkov is a girl who's the very picture of a goddess. She is wealthy. She has enough beauty to spare. She has the smarts of a genius and is pretty hefty with a knife. But what if her own knife is hurting her? What if she's great but not the best? Not like her Twin. *** Lorenzo Harper, a man with very few words to spare- or none to say. His lips have been sealed and locked for more then a decade but the reason is just as a mystery to his loved ones as it is to himself. His parents adore him as equally as his baby sister yet he still acts the way he does. He's cold, he's silent, he's deadly and he is holding more secrets then a man his age should. *** The two people end up falling inlove- but at what cost? How many unwanted secrets will stay secrets and how many will stay hidden? Betrayals and lies to eachother and everyone around them but who is affected the most in all of this? The woman has never uttered the word please in her life, but what happens when her only surviving option is to beg, not for life or death but for HIM. Because she also holds a secret that could ruin EVERYTHING. The man prides himself on being the cause of bringing destruction and corruption. He's already broken her heart once before so now it's time to do the opposite. Now it's time to do the one thing he promised himself he would never do; fall in love. Both hurt and heal but who says the scale is even? Will their old wounds heal in time? Or will they be opened up again with a little extra salt? Traumas will come out the dark. Secrets that want to hide will be found. History will repeat itself. But is all that for the better or the worse?

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