Shadow Queen - Azriel x oc
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𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜.
"ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʏ
ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏᴜ.
ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ, ꜱᴏᴍʙʀᴀ."
"ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ
ᴍᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ
ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ
ʙᴏʀɴ, ᴀᴢʀɪᴇʟ."
Two souls, not so different, find themselves entranced by the one that shares their darkness. The one that can calm their shadows, literally. The ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ and the ᴘʀᴏᴄᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ, what a deadly couple.
Sombra is tired of people seeking her for her power. All she wants is someone to love. The voice in her head, as well as the shadowed man, tell her they'll meet soon, but her shadows are restless. So many people to protect, so much to lose, will she get through the War? The worst war is the one inside her mind and heart.
Azriel has a troubled past. But the woman he has known since he first arrived at the Illyrian camp had caught his attention, or rather, caught his shadows. Nobody had done that before. When at a certain age he gets memories which he thinks can't be his, everything changes.
𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐍, 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒.
Azriel x OC
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