[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

Velaris. City of Starlight, Art and most importantly Freedom. Or so it seems for Meira. As daughter of an Illyrian Lord she has never been able to go see the City herself, not to even speak of freedom. When her parents set the date for her clipping Meira can't take it anymore, she flees. ************************************* "See! You're laughing!" I put a bookmark into the book and slapped it shut. Azriel's voice sounded through me: "I'm not laughing, believe me." I glared at him suspiciously, now he grinned, I rolled my eyes: "I think it's a cute story." "It is, you'll tell me how it ends?" he sounded somewhat serious. I squinted at him, he smiled at me again, an almost invisible dimple coming out on the left of his lips: "Fine."

AZRIEL X OC. ACOTAR. Evangeline Longclaw. Intelligent. Beautiful. Deadly. All her life Evangeline has fought against the Illyrian norms to become the first female member of the Illyrian army. Her determination knows no limits and she will do anything to achieve her dream. But when her path crosses with the mysterious and handsome spymaster Azriel, her traumatic past threatens to collide devastatingly with her future.