Azrielxyou Stories

She was everything Azriel wasn't-bold where he was restrained, loud where he was silent, fearless where he was guarded. Flirting with the Shadowsinger started as a game, an easy way to watch the most composed male in Velaris lose his composure but somewhere between stolen glances, jealousy, and almost-confessions, the lines began to blur. What was once harmless fun became something neither of them could ignore-and suddenly, the shadows around him weren't the only thing drawn to her.

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.

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.