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  1. Public Bookmark 3

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    The portal was opened when her captor turned their back, and Samira was sucked from the only life she knew. A life filled with torment, agony, and fear.

    But she is no victim. She rose from the ashes, and fought her way to the top of her sisters in order to cut the magical cord that bound her to that prison she was forced to endure.

    Now she exists amongst the land of Fae, where she knows that soon they'll realize she is their sworn enemy.

    As she navigates her own blinding darkness and rage, she meets her equal--a spymaster shrouded with his own past mistakes. He pushes her to her limits, and she’s forced to relive the haunting memories of a place she’d locked away years ago. But what damage will be done when her own kind come looking for her, or the secrets of her true identity unfold?

    **this is an Azriel from ACOTAR fanfic.**

    *SPOILERS: does contain topics discussed in TOG and CC!*

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    13 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    The abduction of the High Lord's son while under his care forces Azriel to work with a mysterious female from a distant Fae territory to get him back.

    This novel-length fanfic is canon-compliant through ACOWAR and plays fast and loose with the events of Frost and Starlight and Silver Flames.

    Split into three parts because it's too long for a single upload.

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    02 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 41

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    Finding herself cornered by the infamous High Lord of Night, Feyre Archeron is very aware of three things: her delusion in thinking that the painting supplies her father sneaks in with the shipments would continue to go unchecked; how much of a fool's errand attempting to run away had been; and the strangest tugging sensation under her ribs...

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    Or a mates UTM story, but Feyre is High Fae, born to a Hybernian merchant father and a Day Court scribe mother.

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    09 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 35

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    Hidden in the Illyrian mountains, Sylien has spent her life becoming someone else: a lesser fae apothecary with a false face, a false name, and remedies too brilliant to remain unnoticed forever. Born wingless to a powerful Illyrian commander and a High Fae mother whose elemental bloodline should have died with her, Sylien knows exactly what the world does to things it does not understand.

    A secret apothecary.
    A wingless Illyrian daughter.
    A hidden elemental bloodline.
    A High Lady who needs a miracle.

    Azriel was sent to retrieve a healer.

    He did not expect to find a secret.

    He did not expect the bond to snap.

    And he certainly did not expect her to be the kind of female who looks death in the face, calls it medically inconvenient, and keeps walking anyway.

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    17 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 32

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    For Rhys Week 2026! Day 6: Daddy

    Feyre plans a game night—and not only does Mor ditch, but Mor's cousin from Illyria shows up unannounced. Rhys is just like Feyre remembers: incredibly hot, out of her league, and still has that flirty look in his eye.

    She's only had two one-night stands in her life. Both were disastrous. But he doesn't need to know that.

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    “Tattooed daddy?” he snorts. "Who taught you guys that?" 

    "Oh please," she huffs, standing a little taller. “Like I needed to be taught." Just as the words leave her mouth, her eye snags on the whorls of ink on his arms and neck. They snap up faster than natural. 

    Holding her eye, he brings his glass to his mouth. He sips, slow. Amused. Her stubbornness clamps down, refusing to break eye contact first, even as her skin starts to burn—

    Finally, he lowers the glass and brushes a thumb across his lower lip. “Is that what you call your one-night stands?”

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    02 May 2026