Erisxazriel Geschichten

Beneath layers of thick, insignificant letters and trade agreements, his hand closed on a sealed letter stamped with the blood-red wax of the crest of Autumn. His pulse spikes, pounding hard enough to make his vision blur momentarily. He knew before he broke the seal that whatever was inside was meant for anyone besides him. And still, his scarred fingers slid underneath the wax and tore it open. Eris. Mate. Bond. The words carved into Azriel like a blade. His knees nearly buckled, and for a heartbeat, he told himself this had to be a lie, some elaborate version of a cruel joke. But the paragraph dripped with truth. Eris's truth. And Rhysand's silence. (A/N: Yes I'm the original author from AO3. My friend convinced me to post on here too. Also I do love Wattpads comment system. Its so peak at times ;))

When her dark power begins to consume her, Amren finds comfort in the arms of the Prince of Adriata, her mate. Varian worries dearly for his lover, but when his home is destroyed, he must become more than he can, at the same time as caring for the only female he ever loved.

Eris's world has changed alot in the last week. Time flies like the heavy winds of his home, but things could not be going slower for him as he accepts what has happened to him. The curse that hurt him will not be his undoing... will it? you absolutely must read a Court of Flame and Shadow before you even think about reading this, and I would recommended also reading a Court of Chaos and Coral before this but you dont have to.