Shadows of the Abyss
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  • OKUNANLAR 4,716
  • Oylar 595
  • Bölümler 27
  • Süre 5h 37m
Devam ediyor, İlk yayınlanma Eyl 19, 2021
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[Sequel to Light of the Heavens] (Posting to RoyalRoad)

The Phoenix Queen died in the ashes of her birth, they say, and all traces of her life remain a mystery lost under cover of darkness. Empires shift on their thrones, eagerly watching for advantage. In the north, Miroslav the Wise has sent soldiers and blood mages to breach an ancient bastion of magic known to most as the Vale of the Undying. They assemble like pieces on a wizard's chess board, but little do they know that there hides in the stillness of elven woods an echo of a wrath that almost destroyed the world.

The exarchs are moving, reinvigorated by the recovery of a devoted servant, one whose soul swims in the Devouring Dark. To walk along those shadowed, maze-like forest paths is madness or worse. The powers within have shaken off the stupor of ages and lay in wait for the brave and the brilliant, for the fools and false-hearted. 

For a fire-speaker chasing a lost spark of love, an orc warrior facing his past, a mage hand-picked by the Wise, and her two devoted spellguards, the pressure is on to save what they love before the icy maw of Winter can rob them of everything.

**Trigger-warning for abuse.**
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Gwyneth had always felt connected to her faith, a higher power presiding over her. That faith had shaken that devastating day those years ago, the day that went on to haunt her every nightmare for years to come. She's still trying to come back from it, to not only restore her faith in life and love, but her faith in herself. The sanctity of her spirit- she prayed for resolve. Every punch was a prayer. Every mile was a hymn. Until her knuckles bled and her knees gave. Azriel had been surrounded by darkness his whole life, a poison on his world, on his being. He exercised restraint in his every waking moment, banishing that darkness within himself. Some guessed of the strain it put on him, but no one knew the extent of it, how deep his scars ran. It was better this way, he was sure. He had always thought that if there were a higher power- which he wholly doubted- such deities must loathe him to have burdened him such darkness. He hadn't much faith in the gods anyway, much less faith that he could sway their opinion on him. But Gwyneth and Azriel did have one thing in common: the quiet fight within themselves. They only knew one way: to go about it alone, couldn't fathom letting another in. But there's a magic in finding someone who is your equal but opposite, something transforming. And frankly, Gwyneth and Azriel could both use a little magic. All characters owned by SJM in the ACOTAR series. Story takes place after the events of ACOSF. Aligns with the events in my other fic: A Storm of Flames and Deceit. I haven't finished Crescent City, so this story takes place outside of the events of those books as well. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Mentions of r*pe, use of profanity, explicit content, sexual content, violence, torture, mentions of suicidal thoughts and depression, mentions of self harm
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Touched by the Flame || Azriel Shadowsinger [EDITING] cover
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✧The Earthe of the Elves✧ cover
The Valley of Lies (Lightkeepers #1) cover
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Touched by the Flame || Azriel Shadowsinger [EDITING]

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!! This story is currently in the process of being heavily edited !! [Progress: edited through chapter 2] |A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES| Perhaps it was her own fault that the people around her always ended up hurt. Perhaps she had done something, stumbled upon some curse that doomed everything she cared about to be touched by the flame. ~ Soraya Beddor was supposed to die alongside her family the night their house was burned to the ground. To the rest of the world, she was but another body that hadn't been found among the ashes. Maybe a piece of her did die that night. Because now all she wants is to hurt the people who hurt her. To find Feyre Archeron and the faeries that sentenced she and her family to death, and make them feel every bit of her pain.