Azrielxyou Stories

Feyre was a High Lady. Nesta was a Valkyrie. Elain was a Seer. And she was the sister the Cauldron ruined and forgot. Invisible in a family of legends, haunted by nightmares no one noticed, she learned to stay quiet... to expect nothing. Except Azriel noticed. The Shadowsinger who never spoke too much saw everything-her pain, her loneliness... and the bond between them she didn't even know existed. And when the world decides she is the easiest one to break-Azriel will make them suffer for it.

She met him by accident-tripping over fate in a crowded market and into the arms of a male with wings, shadows, and a gaze that lingered too long. She called him creepy. He felt the bond snap like a blade to the heart. She didn't know she'd been watched. He didn't know he'd finally been found. What starts as coincidence turns into destiny tangled in laughter, bruises and shadows that adore her far too much. She doesn't fall for the legend whispered about in courts-she falls for the male who catches her every time she stumbles. And Azriel, who has lived centuries in silence, learns that some bonds don't bind. They bring you home.

Azriel never expected to finally meet his mate and to be... this. A walking disaster with a talent for tripping over air, an uncanny ability to charm even the grumpiest Illyrian, and a knack for throwing herself headfirst into situations that require his immediate intervention. She is warmth where he is shadow, laughter where he is silence. And worst of all? She makes him smile without trying.