Memory Lane
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  • Reads 5,765
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  • Parts 10
  • Time 5h 28m
Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2023
Mature
Gwyn's eyes didn't leave Azriel's as she asked in a shaky voice, "What's happened to him, Rhys?"
She was on a first name basis with both of his brothers? She must be someone special to Azriel, but his mate? His Cauldron-divine partner?
"He's... It seems that when Azriel came into contact with the artifact he lost some of his memories," Rhys said, his tone dire.
That penetrating teal gaze remained on Azriel, though all traces of sorrow and relief vanished from her face. "Which memories?"
Rhys pursed his lips and Gwyn's gaze grew distant. They were mind-speaking, Azriel realized.
The slender column of his mate's throat bobbed. "Get Madja. Now."
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When Azriel comes in contact with an artifact that steals his most precious memories, Gwyn and Rhysand work together to uncover what he's forgotten. A Gwynriel Anthology with an overarching subplot with weekly updates on Ao3 and Wattpad. Teasers available on my TikTok/IG @ readthesefics as well as my tumblr @ Daevastanner
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