Shadowsinger Stories

Azriel had spent centuries believing that he of all people didn't deserve a mate. And if anything, the last three years had just galvinised that particular belief. And then he meets her. The first time Oriana met Azriel, she thought that he reminded her of a skittish cat. Shy and a little bit broken. Good for him that she absolutely excelled in fixing the things around her.

He was the darkness. She was the star who lit it up. In which the shadowsinger of the Night Court falls for his High Lord's long lost sister. "He was like a breath of fresh air after being held underwater for eternity." - "She was his punishment for every bad thing he had ever done. For no one could make him bleed the way she did." - Azriel x oc story

Ivy Meadowcroft lived among Illyrian men who only wanted her for one thing: her ability to breed. She wasted away in an Illyrian camp in the mountains, tucked away where surely the High Lord and his Inner Circle would never find them. She lived a life of fear, loneliness and solitude. The only thing holding her together? The soft thread of light anchored inside of her. Her only source of light and softness, something she treasured. Azriel, shadow singer and spymaster, was anything but soft. But he would try for Ivy. His fated mate would be tortured no longer. Months after the invisible thread appeared, he'd finally found her. adn gods help any male that stood in his way. (This is a work of fanfiction. Any characters or cities and courts from the ACOTAR universe are owned by the original author, Sarah J Maas.)

A fan fiction about Azriel from A Court of Thorns and Roses!

An ACOTAR fanfiction that takes place after ACOWAR and the High Lords have begun meeting regularly to keep relations open. She watched. That's all she ever did. She watched as the lives of a million Fae unfolded before her eyes. She watched as secrets were made and kept and stole. She watched as murder thrived in the dark and in the light. She watched. And then, she found him. He watched everyone quite similarly to how she did. And so, she watched him. She watched him as she watched all the things before him and then, she did a little more. 'Ello, there. I'm surprised you got through that disaster we like to call summaries. The prologue will give you some answers, I suppose. It's a better blurb, I think. I dunno. Enjoy.

I couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity as I glanced at the tall, mysterious figure standing next to me in the gallery. Was it really Azriel the Spymaster of the Night Court, rumoured to be one of the deadliest and captivating Illyrian in existence? Little did I know, this encounter with him in the art gallery would change my life forever... Please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes, English is not my first language 🎀 I still hope you have fun reading it.

Amari Vandel. Daughter of a high fae noblemen. She has money. She has a status. She is deemed lucky to those who are not, and yet she lives in Hewn City with her younger sister and an awful man as her father. Her only means of escape is music and her dancing and occasionally being the cities most notorious killer at night. That is until she finds herself still in the same Prythain court, but completely different city.

‧₊˚ ⋅ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ She was given to Hybern when she was only 18. A human family trading their daughter for money with the High Fae. They claimed it was because they loved her and wanted to give her a better life. The life of a High Fae. It was a torture every day of her life... Until she felt it. The way the blood dripped from her fair skin, the blank look on her face when she looked at herself in the mirror, decorated in red splatter, like blood stainig paper when she stood over her parents. A High Fae, standing over humans... 3 years she had suffered - And finally when she felt the Hybern King die - her connection to the Cauldron fanishing. Shackles falling from her wrists and ankles. Was the moment ahe found herself back in the Mortal Lands, colouring her childhood home red. 1 year later - everything changed. After the death of her parents, she moved to Velaris, and lived there, hoping to escape her past life... Until The Starfall Ball - she started having the same dream over and over again - Standing in front of a mirror, seeing herself wearing a crown of golden thorns.... The mirror behind her whispering the same thing over and over to her... ╭───────────────.★..─╮ "We are waiting for you, Nx'ilu" ╰─..★.───────────────╯

At first, Azriel just really wants a slice of Peach Cobbler. Later, he thinks that the bakery owner is quite pretty too.

Chaos is coming and it will leave only death and destruction... Azriel x Oc

Azriel has gone without a mate for too long. Told from the reader's and Az's perspective, this book tells the story of Az and you. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas, not me!!

"I woke up in a field of flowers once again. The petals of the colour of violet, lilac, rose. As the sun descended, the sky changed its colours. I watched as a smears of violet painted in the pink sky. Where warriors flew in their winged horses, their beauty illuminating the sky such as stars in the new sky. The sun descended further until it paused above the sea, showing half of its beauty as the ocean sparked the rest. Shadows formed against the light of dawn, the lady holding the warrior's scarred hand as they ruled in glory, the Court of Dusk." ***** The story of the third sister.

An ACOMAF spinoff, following the life of Adria, and her peaked interest for the mysterious shadow singer.

You all can read any chapter you like cause you don't need to know the chapter before for reading the next one. I've named the chapters as well so you can read whoever's title you like the most.

Azriel x reader/OC Wing clipping may be outlawed, but that doesn't mean that camps far out from the night court all obey. Follow our reader as she tries to navigate shadows without her wings, and with her son.

Azriel, the great shadow singer, has an Illyrian female in his apartment... what will happen when Loraina meets the rest of the Inner Circle? This is based after acowar and acofas, its just a little side story of the Inner Circles adventure making a new friend. Swearing is included so sorry bout that.

Grace, Azriel's quiet wife, was beloved by all the high lords and people of courts. But what happens when Grace was brutally murdered under the mountain, sacrificing herself for her high lords. For fourteen years Azriel dealt with the heartache until he finds out what really happened to her. This is a story that changes the events of the ACOTAR series a bit but I promise nothing super drastic. Azriel will finally get his love story. It would mean a lot if you would give this a read! It might get spicy but there will be warnings! <3 The ACOTAR characters are not mine but I do own Grace.

She loved his image wherever she went. An indistinct shadow following on her heels. An image that became so close that she could no longer imagine a day without him.

(Azriel Fanfic) Monsters lurked in the darkness. He was one of them. A shadow among dreamers. ~ A few days after Nesta and Cassian's Mating Ceremony, Azriel meets a stranger that brings back old memories. The next morning something is left on his bedside table. The dead should stay buried they say, but what if the secrets they hold are the key to the stars of their world. When the scars of the past come back to haunt the living, the song of the cursed strings together the golden rays of truth. The story takes place mainly after ACOSF. Multiple POVs -Azriel -Gwyn -Elain & more Includes characters introduced in ACOSF + OCs. -Feysand + Nyx -Nessian -Rhys's family (his sister, mother & father) -Azriel's family & more *World & most characters belong to Sarah J Maas* *This Fanfic is written by: because1read (TikTok: becauseiread)* *Cover art by: jessdraws.s (TikTok)