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A Court of Silence and Steel (Azriel X OC)

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Reads 158,900
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Parts 41
Time 14h 57m

Mature

Like calls to Like - that's what the saying was. The silence that had accompanied Azriel for his entire life had always been coupled with the darkness that /was/ him; in his head, in his soul, in the shadows he wielded.

She was paradise and a maelstrom of chaos; his equal in every capacity and together, they were a fate worse than death itself.
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"Feeling brave? I promise it'll hurt so good."All Rights Reserved

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A Court of Golden Shadow || Elain x Azriel by pinkrasberryfish

Following the events of the Azriel bonus chapter... Extremely slow-burn sexy Elriel, angsty Az, forbidden love, glamorous parties, powers, and DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA. Smutty, sexy, angsty... NSFW -- Love? Friendship? Mistake. Shuddering into her sheets, she flung off the quilt and heaved a sigh. It WAS a mistake. Clearly she was broken. And it wasn't the cauldron that did it. It was her. Because SHE picked Grayson while still human and then Azriel after becoming fae. But all Elain kept receiving was rejection, rejection, rejection. If immortality was just filled with getting her heart broken into pieces once every couple years over and over and over... she didn't want it. She wanted safety. She wanted security. She wanted a love that was written in the stars, perfectly laid out for her, and safe to grasp ahold of. And that's when she realized it: she wanted fate... but more specifically... she wanted to live by the cauldron's decision. Because if she couldn't choose love for herself without getting her heart broken, then perhaps she should put her trust in the cauldron. But she would do it her way. The primal nature of a mating bond was fae enough... it needed some... grooming. Leaving the comfort of her quilts and standing up, she drew towards the window, overlooking the front lawn of the River Mansion. Looking out her window, Elain came to a decision, her eyes gliding across the Sidra as it wound its way through Velaris and out into the realm of the rest of the Night Court. Court. Courting. She would court Lucien Vanserra, trust the cauldron, and get the Hells out of the Night Court and away from these infernal shadows."

A Court of Whispers and Song by mystical_blaise

:Contains ACOSF and Az POV Spoilers: Gwyn is still chased by the ghosts of the past. She craves to find herself beyond that girl and find her place in the world. She wants it all: strength, freedom, friendship, and love. While searching for the light in the world, she never could have guessed she would find everything among the shadows. [This is cross-posted at AO3 and Fanfiction.net]

The Shadows Have No Face || 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 by Kermit_is_on_fire

With the war against Hybern over, Prythian is finally able to breathe. That is, until four women are brought into a dream where they discover that they are more closely connected to the Cauldron than they once thought, and are now in grave danger. Things have awoken from deep beneath the earth. The power of the Cauldron broke the spells holding them back, and they are now on the hunt for it. They will stop at nothing until they have it. Monsters from another time, beings with enough power to reshape the world, and all they need is the Cauldron. Niana searches for those that share her connection, leading her to the Night Court. What she didn't plan for, though, was to be thrown into a past she desperately wished to forget. Secrets are forcibly brought to the light, and unknown feelings spark between herself and the one person she can't stand. ✩ ✩ ✩ "Take off your glamor," he said against my lips, voice rough. "I want to see it all," he whispered. I held a breath. "I'm afraid you'll hate what I am." "I could never hate you." ✩ ✩ ✩ Azriel x OC published on both Wattpad and AO3

Healer by silli__lilli

Completed. AzrielxFemale OC - Slow Burn, Fluff, Smut, Soft Az. Lots of Action/Story/Other character involvement. "Coming back is like swimming up to the surface. If you almost drowned already, it takes a while to feel safe taking a breath." The Shadowsinger gets distracted on a raid by a gentle natured female that appears out of place in the camp he's just taken over. He gets his job done, but takes critical moments to pull her aside and offer her refuge in his home city of Velaris. The risk of their conversation costs him, and the next few months are spent overcoming the repercussions, both physical and emotional. Dark magic swirls in Prythian, calling on spells more ancient than the High Lords and Ladies have seen in centuries and wreaking havoc on those who are too young to even recognize the source. A war is brewing and a quiet battle is already raging for the loyalty of the only healer in Prythian possessing the skills to identify and fight back against the sorcery. How will young and old, light and dark, pain and forgiveness, come together to save the land, and each other? Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or places referenced here. All belong to Sarah J. Maas.

The Touch of Salvation by JuliannaWrights

It was on the 500th century of hell that I saw my salvation. He had walked in with a devilish smirk and sharp features. He had walked into my hell...My only goal was to get him out...To make sure he got out safely. The only caveat is, I made him hate me. The things I did to survive are things he can never forgive. And now I am forced to partner with him to ensure the survival of his kingdom and mine. - As the Regent of House Dae within the faerie realm, Adalind made a choice three years ago. That choice kept the people she loved safe and caused her the affection of her mate. She could live with that choice. It's not until her kingdom and her mate's kingdom are forced into a partnership that she has to face painful realties. Perhaps she truly was too broken to be fixed. Perhaps no one could love her and her scars. He has been given many names. The Lord of Shadows. The Shadowbringer. The Broken. All appropriate for the Beta that wields the shadows. After watching his mate murder a child and attack his lands, Goliath has grown cold and closed off to everyone around him, even his dearest friends. He's thrown himself into dangerous missions to forget the face of his true mate. He leaves his kingdom often to forget the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. But he cannot forgive her. He is resolved to live a mateless life. He is resolved to let go of his fae Queen. But his duty calls to work with her kingdom. The safety of his people requires it. He grows to realize that maybe all is not quite what it seem and maybe the person we have to become to survive is not the same as the person we truly are. - They call him Goliath. They call him The Lord of Shadows. They call him The Broken. They call me Adalyndra. They call me The Dragondaughter. They call me the Mother of the Sun. BOOK II OF THE TOUCH OF DEMISE SERIES

To the Shadowsinger | Azriel by McShalyn

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

Shadows Whisper | | Azriel by acotarTaylorsVersion

Azriel had mastered the shadows a long time ago, bent them to his will and taught them to obey his every command. It all changed one night though, when they began screaming at him. "She's coming," the shadows screamed so loudly it nearly broke Azriel's brain. The only problem was he had no idea who "she" was. - Cover by @courtofsxra

A Court of Light and Melody by Daevastanner

550 pages complete - daily updates coming 7/18 The insinuation didn't make her mad. It didn't comfort her. But it did strike a chord. "My instincts are the only reason I'm alive. They're why those children in Sangravah survived." Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. "Then perhaps you should listen to them." He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. "I told you I would wait. I meant it." His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn't reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him. "Shall we?" said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house. And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words. *cover by lowkeystruggling*

A ShadowSingers Love by BookLoverMadie

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A Court of Shadows and Pain by padyprongs

Being a Shadowsinger definitely had its perks, but the shadows will start taunting you after a while. They will start controlling you instead of you controlling them. Will the help of another Shadowsinger be enough to safe her? Or rather, will the 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 of another Shadowsinger be enough to safe her? ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ ❝𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘙𝘩𝘺𝘴'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥. 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.❞ ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻ Azriel x OC Completed 10-04-24

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