Elinora Saiya Archeron. The fourth sister. Her whole life she felt different. Her sister all looked very similar while she was the odd-one-out. She always thought maybe somethings was wrong with her. When her younger sister Feyre is taken away by a Faerie and her family suddenly loses all memories of the incident, she knows something is very wrong. So she goes, to get her sister back. She knows she won't get through the wall, but there are rumors one particular captain knows another way in. So Elinora begins to search for him. But what happens when her journey brings her to a forgotten Island. And on this Island, lays the home of the 8th Court. The Dusk Court. Azriel x OC Story Remember this is a fanfiction! All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas.

Avalon, the daughter of Helion High Lord of the Day Court, was under the mountain. She was Amarantha's whore. She was used for years all for the better of the people she loved. But she wasn't alone. She had Rhysand. Her mate. Though they can never acknowledge this, not with Amarantha in control. But what happens when Feyre, a human girl, in love with the High Lord of the Spring Court arrives under the mountain. What happens when she brakes the curse. What happens when this human turned fae is also their mate. FeysandxOC #1 in morrigan

During the first war against Hybern 500 years in the past, the daughter of the night court journeys through the difficult life of being a female warrior in a male-dominated Prythian. She must be willing to make decisions that could cost her everything, but is it worth it to save everyone she loves and to free the humans?

Rhysand's sister-the little star of the Night Court. Beloved. Brilliant. Until Rhys went Under the Mountain... and she stopped burning. Bit by bit, she let herself be reduced, forgetting how to shine. Believing love meant pain, and healing was for other people. But Azriel? He sees all of it. Always has, always will. And all he wants is for her to let him love her. A story of a girl who lost herself, and the male who would burn the world to bring her back. Of the family who never stopped loving her, and the Shadowsinger who would wait a thousand years more if she asked.

🟉 ·˚ ₊· ➳: ̗̀➛ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 secrets that are hidden are revealed. Secrets that the Spymaster of the Night Court was trying to keep close to his chest and keep safe. He was successful for years but it seems that the secret was revealed in an unexpected way, and he didn't know what else to do besides let things run its course. People will be hurt and crushed. But trust will grow and so will his family. The stars that he had kept hidden will finally be revealed to everyone. ───𝕱𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝕾─── 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ───𝕻𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆─── ↝★｡ﾟ☆ 𝘼𝙕𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙇 𝐱 𝙁𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 ! 𝙊𝘾 * ⋆ ☆ ★↜

Long before Prythian's fate was changed, the Spring Court had a forgotten daughter. Lady Rinaver, daughter of the past High Lord of the Spring Court and Tamlin's younger sister, possesses a power that few truly understand. Confined within the borders of the Spring Court and haunted by a past she refuses to speak of, she has spent centuries hiding secrets that could change everything. When Tamlin brings the human Feyre Archeron to the manor, Rinaver is overcome by an inexplicable resentment-yet can't stop herself from quietly protecting her. As old secrets awaken and destiny begins to unfold, Rinaver will discover that the greatest threat to her heart isn't within the Spring Court... it's waiting for her in the Night Court.

I vow to stand guard over your legacy, to guard your throne. I vow to carry your warmth and ruin. I kneel to no one, but you, my Seraphira." -Azriel, Shadowsinger and spymaster of the Night Court. She was meant to be nothing-a forgotten girl sold to a court of bones and sand, silenced before her power could ever bloom. But Seraphira was never meant to be quiet. Beneath the jeweled veils and gilded cruelty of her desert cage, she hides a secret. A magic older than any spell, born not to create, but to unmake. A reaper, forged by the stars to end what should never have been born. When two warriors from the Night Court arrive-Azriel, cloaked in shadows, and Cassian, fury given form they come seeking diplomacy. Trade. And something more. A weapon. A girl. A key. What they find instead is a soul on the edge of awakening, and a bond quietly thrumming between her and the shadowsinger who is determined to save her from a marriage with the cruel, horrific High Lord's son. But fate is rarely kind. And nothing that blooms in the dark is ever left untouched. Now, Seraphira must learn to trust again. To fight again, to feel once more. And maybe-just maybe-remember the shadows that once wrapped around her like a promise. Even if it kills her. +Disclaimer+ I own none of the ACOTAR characters, world, or any work done by Sarah J Maas, this story has some original characters I created, but thus further- this is just a fantasy for fun work and I own no rights or anything to do with any ideas original to Sarah J Maas. ~TW~ This is a mature 18+ dark fantasy romance, coming from the depths of my dark mind. This story will have attempted SA and off page, abuse, crude language and heavy sexual themes. There will be violence on page, death, obsession and possession. Blood play, knife play, gore, torture, suicidal thoughts (briefly)

───✱*︎.｡:｡✱*︎.:｡✧*︎.｡✰*︎.:｡✧*︎.｡:｡*︎.｡✱ ─── Thalia was supposed to be ordinary - a merchant's daughter in Velaris, a warrior with no destiny beyond survival. Azriel was supposed to be untouchable - the Night Court's shadowsinger, the High Lord's Spymaster, a male made of silence, secrets, and restraint. But war has a way of revealing what bloodlines, bonds, and shadows try to bury. As Prythian fractures beneath ancient violence and hidden power, Thalia and Azriel are pulled into a bond neither of them expected - one built through loss, freedom, desire, and the kind of love that does not ask permission before changing everything. Canon-divergent Azriel x OC fanfiction. Mature themes. ───✱*︎.｡:｡✱*︎.:｡✧*︎.｡✰*︎.:｡✧*︎.｡:｡*︎.｡✱ ─── ╔═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╗ He could barely breathe as the King of Hybern ordered his men to throw Thalia into the cauldron. Everything clicked into place at that very moment. Mate, mate, matematemate, Azriel's shadows whispered, shouted, screamed, BELLOWED. ╚═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╝ ༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆༆ Disclaimer: I do not own A Court of Thorns and Roses or its canon characters/world. All rights to ACOTAR belong to Sarah J. Maas. I only own my original characters, original plotlines, and original worldbuilding additions.

For fifty years, Asteria survived. She survived the loss of her brother. She survived the war. She survived becoming the person everyone leaned on. But somewhere between duty and grief, she forgot how to live. She forgot how to fly. Then Azriel arrives at the mountain house half-frozen, wounded, exhausted-and everything begins to change. In the quiet of storms and candlelight, among shadows that adore her and wings she no longer remembers how to use, Asteria begins finding herself again. And somewhere between shadows, storms, and stolen moments, Azriel realizes there was never going to be an escape from her and why his shadows chose her centuries ago. A fantasy romance set in the Night Court. Slow burn. Mutual pining. Healing. Star magic. Wing care. Shadows with opinions. And a love story written softly between the stars. All characters and settings from the A Court of Thorns and Roses series belong to Sarah J. Maas. I only own my original characters, scenes, and plot additions created for this fanfiction. This story is a non-profit work of fanfiction made purely for entertainment purposes. Happy Ending :)

Long thought dead, Seren finds herself free and thrust back into a world she no longer recognizes. Her hopes for peace and happy reunions are overshadowed by years of torment and rearing new threats. Once a beloved sister and emerging contender for the throne, she must write a new ending for herself as conflict brews in Prythian once more. Loneliness follows Azriel closer than any shadows. His brothers are mated and moving forward with their lives, but he remains at a standstill. His past is full of loss and the present remains forbidden, but a future he'd never dare hope for suddenly becomes a possibility. *Takes place after ACOSF Cross-posted on Wattpad & AO3