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𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙎 (𝙖𝙯𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡 )

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"I'd never let anyone hurt you. Never, Prim." 
His voice was filled with such sincerity that I forced myself to turn around. To look at him. Those painstakingly familiar blue eyes, that were as bright as the tides in the Summer Court. His dark hair that fell around his eyes, framing his face, rivaling the night sky itself. I tore my gaze away, realizing how much pain to brought me to utter those next words.
"I hurt myself, Az. I can't let you get hurt for my mistakes," I muttered, my voice hoarse from the tears that threatened to spill. 
As if he had read my mind, his rough and scarred hand gently caressed my cheek, wiping my tears away. 
"It doesn't matter if I get hurt," Azriel murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment as the soft spring breeze filled our silence, rustling the leaves and the budding flowers. 
Azriel then continued, whispering, "I'd make all of our mistakes again if it would lead me to you."





Primrose has never left the Spring Court. Under heavy guard from her overprotective brother, Tamlin, she has only books to help her imagine what Prythian looks like. Trapped within the suffocating manor, she spends fifty years silently begging for an escape.

Then he appears. In the depths of night, spying her from the shadows, her loneliness overwhelms him. Pity soon turns to desire as Azriel finds himself questioning his true feelings towards the Spring Court girl. 

Primrose, hesitant at first, begins to sneak out for just a glimpse of the Illyrian warrior. When fate brings them together, the pair realizes they cannot bear it when fate threatens to tear them apart. Fighting against all odds, Primrose vows to do whatever it takes to defend her people, family, and the love of her life. 


Fem oc x Azriel

ALL CREDITS GO TO SARAH J. MAAS FOR THIS AMAZING SERIES!!!All Rights Reserved

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GOLDEN STRINGS by AdelaineJDevyn

Kore had feared the Clipping since she was old enough to understand that it would one day be executed upon her person. She'd had countless nightmares about it; they were filled with blood and gore and pain. Such pain, that she woke up panting, completely convinced that she'd been about to die. Yet, at the present, she realized that she felt no pain, even if the snow was covered in the identifiable scarlet color of blood. In fact, her hands and face and spine were decorated with the heavy drops of it. As Kore twisted her head, still too shocked to cry or mourn, she spotted the familiar ebony smoothness of her right wing. The sight of her untouched wings barreled so hard into her that she vomited on the blood-soaked snow. She wiped her mouth as she twisted. Kore gasped at the pain of her left ribs. She placed a soothing hand there in confusion, and looked up to witness the carnage before her. The sound of footsteps on the wet ground stole her divided attention. Kore glanced up at the male standing over her, his ebony black hair and dark blue eyes that were almost violet. Kore sucked in a breath at the realization of who - and what - he was. Aidoneus Rhysand, the High Lord of Night Court. Her mate.

Any Day Darling: A Feysand Story by yourstrulyevp

IMPORTANT NOTES: This story was written prior to the release of ACOSF and CC2. Also I wrote this at 17, please dont judge too hard, thanks lol. Eight years after the fall of Hybern, Feyre, Rhysand and the inner circle travel to The Spring Court to celebrate Calanmai with the other Lords. After uncovering a plot to entrap Feyre in Tamlin's palace once again, the fate of Prythian becomes murkier than ever before, even in the northern-most peaks of the Illyrian Steppes. With war brewing to the south and a steep price hanging over her head, Feyre must face an unknown challenge; pregnancy. How will Feyre and Rhysand deal with the pressures of pregnancy? When will Nesta get a little nicer? Will Tamlin finally lose his cool for good and who is this mysterious baker Mor believes is her mate? All this and more in the exciting fan-expansion of Sarah J Maas's world-renowned ACOTAR series! THIS STORY IS COMPLETED AND WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATED!

The Spymaster's Assassin (An ACoTaR Fanfic) by eme_the_writer123

"Everything hurt. Nothing felt...real. It was cold in this dark cell. I had long ago given up screaming for help, or trying to get the door open. The wound in my side would kill me soon. Would anyone come? I didn't know. I didn't care. At least, I didn't care until that door finally opened and a man with wings stepped into my small cell." ****** Adrianna grew up in an Illyrian war camp. Their brutal ways forced her to hide in ways she didn't want to. Then when she was caught teaching herself to fly, she was punished, her wings bound with clamps. Then, her parents presented her with a male that she would marry. He was one of the few considerate Illyrian males in the camp, but when he is suddenly murdered, she is blamed for the heinous crime. Then, she was taken Under the Mountain and forced to fight to the death in a Ring created by the evil Amarantha for the enjoyment of her evil Court. For twenty-two years she remained in a small, dark cell, only leaving to fight or to perform other tasks the evil Fae from Hybern demanded until an Illyrian man came to save her. He was none other than Azriel, the Shadowsinger and the High Lord's Spymaster. Whisked away to the Court of Dreams, her wounds were cared for, her wings... somewhat fixed. Now, she works for High Lord Rhysand as his personal assassin, but when a startling discovery comes around about her past, she must make a decision that could cost her everything. ****I do not own the drawings featured in the cover. All credit goes to the amazing artists****

Snowstorms and Hazel Melodies by Muddled_thoughts

"She is proof you can walk through hell and still be an angel"- R.H Sinn The powerful and feared ice wielder, Raina Zor comes to Night Court on a bet from her High Lord and Lady in Winter Court. Best friends with The Morrigan, she becomes soul-siblings with warlords and 'tolerable' to terrifying tiny faeries. Most importantly, she becomes everything and the final destination to the most unlikely of fae, her utter opposite, Shadowsinger and Spymaster Azriel. Together they learn to find love, acceptance and a forever home with and within each other and peace neither of them thought possible for themselves. Will Raina be able to hold onto that sunny potential future when there is so much promised revenge, loose ties and unacknowledged emotions in her past? Or, will she let the past poison her future like she has allowed it so many times? All characters, except Raina, Rydan and any other character I create, belong to Sarah. J. Maas. This happens before ACOFAS and ACOSF but after the previous books. Read at your own risk, I recommend reading all books from this specific series before reading this fanfiction to avoid spoilers. Please DO NOT repost without my permission. All credits for the cover go to the creator. Happy reading!

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."

What if I lived? ✔️ by Chihirophie

Two hundred years ago Rhysand lost his mother and sister in a grueling murder. But what if that sister had survived? What if the head in that box was just a tree-stump, transformed to look exactly like her? What if she had instead been sold for her knowledge on the mysterious Night Court? And what if that sister would now, just a few years after the war, find her way back, but with agendas of her own? ****************************************************************************** "Alright, oh wise one, my need for wisdom has run out now, so you can be on your way now" I waved my hand. "That's cold" Rhys put a hand over his heart, " I thought we were having a big-bro-little-sis talk here." I rolled my eyes, but he slid an arm around my shoulder: "We both already know what you'll do anyway." "Oh, we do, is that right?" He nodded: "You always been so predictable, if you would write murder-mysteries everyone would know from the beginning who killed the victim." "That's weirdly specific, how long have you been sitting on that one?" I snorted. "Since you insulted my taste in art" he sniffed theatrically. I laughed: "You are one petty High Lord." "I don't even know what to say to that insolence" he shook his head.

𝔸 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕎𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕙 (Book 2) by urwritergurl

Tw: this book will deal with triggering topics. If you are easily triggered this is not the story for you, thank you. (Book two in the Starlight series) ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Danika Archeron had been through hell. Forced to go back to Spring Court after the events of Under the Mountain she struggles to adapt to her knew life as High Fae while her sister seemingly moves on. But what while happen when Danika's dark savior whisks her away to Night Court to fulfill their bargain, bound to them on their flesh? ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Acotar fanfic- OC x Rhysand High Lord of the Night Court This book will cover the events of A Court of Mist and Fury ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── DISCLAIMER: All rights to characters go to Sarah J. Maas aside from my OC's lastly, my tiktok acc is @urwritergurl_wp ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Started: April 30, 2022 Ended: January 17, 2023

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

A Court of War and Sacrifice by LeeraIvy

A year has passed since Seren Marzena returned to the Night Court with her mate, Azriel. Their time of rest is coming to an end. Plans long kept silent are now being enacted. All across Prythian, threats are revealing themselves. The three Mortal Queens have returned and pledged their allegiance to Koschei, an ancient god who is determined to see Prythian crumble beneath him. Old allies are becoming new enemies as Koschei's influence spreads. He and the Queens must be defeated before they locate Prythian's most powerful artifacts. Time is running out for everyone. If the Courts cannot band together and summon their remaining allies in time, all will be lost. Seren isn't willing to see that happen, and she will do whatever she can to aid her family in their fight to save Prythian. Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story takes place two years after A Court of Silver Flames. Most of the artwork used in this story was found on Pinterest. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed June 22, 2021 My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

Inferno: Azriels Unexpected Love - Azriel x Female OC - ACOTAR by EmLexGaunt

Azriel X Scarlett Vanserra (Eris' Eldest Daughter). 18+ Spiciness and a bit of a slow burn!!!! What happens when your High Lord and Lady agree to temporarily house your nemesis' offspring? Well falling in love and finding his mate was certainly not the answer Azriel was expecting. ◈⋙◇◈◇⋘◈ I glance at Nesta who watches her mate slowly tethering on the edge of becoming unconscious as he refuses to tap out. "You want to call it or will we be down a trainer today?" I ask quietly as her eyes fume with rage over Scarletts victory. "That's enough." She snaps, projecting her voice. "He's done." Releasing him, Scarlett drops her grip and Cassian falls forward gasping for air. Turning on her heels she cocks her head as her eyes meet mine. "What do you say, Shadowsinger... up for a match?" Definitely Eris' daughter. The familiar arrogant and cocky attitude briefly shows on her face before she once again puts on the stoic expression of a warrior who can't be read. Not vocalizing my acceptance, I simply walk into the fighting area as Cassian shifts off to stand with his mate. No doubt another bet is being placed. "Nesta." She calls out without taking her eyes off me. "You call it." Changing her stance to a different one than what she started with in Cassian's fight I see just how smart she is. She's already switching her strategy up before she sees me make a move. "On three!" Nesta's voice calls through the air and I keep my focus on the female in front of me, her Amber eyes burning into me. "One!" A breeze blows and her scent fills my nose. Cider, cinnamon... mmm crisp leaves. "Two!" A living embodiment of Autumn. "Three!" Nesta calls and I wait for Scarlett to strike the first blow. ◈⋙◇◈◇⋘◈ A/N: I do not own any of these characters and this is a fanfic made for the fun of writing and the love of our fictional bat boys from the ACOTAR books! Notable Rankings: #1 erisvanserra #1 nightcourt #1 vanserra #1 acosf #3 spymaster #9 acotar

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GOLDEN STRINGS

Kore had feared the Clipping since she was old enough to understand that it would one day be executed upon her person. She'd had countless nightmares about it; they were filled with blood and gore and pain. Such pain, that she woke up panting, completely convinced that she'd been about to die. Yet, at the present, she realized that she felt no pain, even if the snow was covered in the identifiable scarlet color of blood. In fact, her hands and face and spine were decorated with the heavy drops of it. As Kore twisted her head, still too shocked to cry or mourn, she spotted the familiar ebony smoothness of her right wing. The sight of her untouched wings barreled so hard into her that she vomited on the blood-soaked snow. She wiped her mouth as she twisted. Kore gasped at the pain of her left ribs. She placed a soothing hand there in confusion, and looked up to witness the carnage before her. The sound of footsteps on the wet ground stole her divided attention. Kore glanced up at the male standing over her, his ebony black hair and dark blue eyes that were almost violet. Kore sucked in a breath at the realization of who - and what - he was. Aidoneus Rhysand, the High Lord of Night Court. Her mate.