Истории Shadowsinger

For fifty years, Asteria survived. She survived the loss of her brother. She survived the war. She survived becoming the person everyone leaned on. But somewhere between duty and grief, she forgot how to live. She forgot how to fly. Then Azriel arrives at the mountain house half-frozen, wounded, exhausted-and everything begins to change. In the quiet of storms and candlelight, among shadows that adore her and wings she no longer remembers how to use, Asteria begins finding herself again. And somewhere between shadows, storms, and stolen moments, Azriel realizes there was never going to be an escape from her and why his shadows chose her centuries ago. A fantasy romance set in the Night Court. Slow burn. Mutual pining. Healing. Star magic. Wing care. Shadows with opinions. And a love story written softly between the stars. All characters and settings from the A Court of Thorns and Roses series belong to Sarah J. Maas. I only own my original characters, scenes, and plot additions created for this fanfiction. This story is a non-profit work of fanfiction made purely for entertainment purposes. Happy Ending :)

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.

𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚: 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. She saw herself as one could view the moon. Isolated from everyone, alone in the dark. A source of light for others and never herself. But he showed her the moon could be so much more. ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── When another war lingers nearby, the seven Courts are depraved of soldiers from the previous war. One day, the Shadowsinger of Night Court discovers something-or rather someone. He finds an Old God sleeping. He must awake her and together, they'll have to fight in the upcoming war. Is she enough to save Prythian? Awakening her comes with a risk. She could be ruthless and dangerous. But when he awakens her, he finds himself in a situation he would've never imagined. What happens after the war when he realizes her loves her? Is it too late? ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── She was alone and trapped. He was fragile and found her. She loved him and he saved her. But really in the end, it was she who saved him. An Azriel fan-fiction. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas except for Orpheus and Florence.

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.

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.

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

♡ Elain Becomes Interesting ♡ ~ An acotar fan tale where Elain finds herself and love. Slow burn, long build, mentions of other characters. * i do not own these characters. They are Sarah J Maas' characters and are part of a series called a Court Of Thornes And Roses*

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

Faerie and human falling for each other, when the whole world tells them to hate one another. C.ai edition

*Azriel x OC* Lesley, the sister of Viviane, keeps feeling the tug of someone or something in her gut telling her to go North. She passes through Under the Mountain expecting that to be the worst part of her trip. She enters the Autumn Court and is welcomed by Eris and his brothers, in a not so welcoming way. She is hurt and bleeding, as she believes there is no hope. Until a winged male clothed in shadows happens to show up. ~ All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas, except for Lesley and any other character throughout the story.

Elain learns an important lesson about Illyrians from Azriel.

Azriel has spent centuries mastering silence, control, and the shadows that whisper at his command. Elira never had that choice. Long before the coming war, she was shaped by one-left fractured by it, her mind and body no longer entirely her own. Now, as tensions rise and alliances are sought, the Night Court turns to something long forgotten... and finds something far more dangerous than they anticipated. They find her. She is not what she once was. Not entirely Fae, not entirely whole. War has carved through her, leaving something unstable in its wake-something that does not always remember the difference between past and present. And yet... she is brought back. Placed within their walls. Watched. Measured. Left in the hands of the one male who understands shadows better than anyone-and perhaps understands too well what happens when they slip beyond control. Azriel has spent lifetimes standing at the edge of other people's fates, watching bonds form while his own remained a question that never answered. His shadows have always whispered truths to him. Now, they say nothing. And in that silence, he is left with something far more dangerous than certainty. Because as war closes in and Elira begins to unravel, the line between ally and threat grows thinner by the day. And if she crosses it- he will not be asked what should be done. Only whether he is capable of doing it. All characters excluding Elira belong to Sarah.J.Maas, I have no wish to take credit for her characters.

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.

Year after year the pit in his chest grew deeper than before. She had been gone for so long Azriel forgot what it felt like to be loved. Shadowsinger x OC Mostly fluff until I decide on the deeper plot I only own my original characters the rest belong to Sarah j maas I also own none of the art!! Will give credit for each photo used!

this is a fiction of acotar series so the series isn't mine but some of the characters are(((; This story happened almost 30 years after acosf, but it has many flashbacks hope you enjoy🩵

Short imagines for Azriel from the ACOTAR series :)

A glimpse into azriels childhood