∙:˚☆ﾐ ࣪ offside! ( off campus 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰 ) 𝗼𝗼. where aoife returns to briar and beau maxwell, her brother's best friend, becomes a problem all over again. (finished) beau maxwell x oc!fem off campus x oc!fem ©wositixx 2026

A precarious dove spreads its wings only to plummet. Can it ever soar again? or in which A sarcastic, bubbly woman was dealt a tragic hand by the gods, who all stuck around to watch her fate be set in stone. FOURTH WING (IN PROGRESS) IRON FLAME (-) (FW) LIAM MAIRI x (OC) (IF) ??? x (OC) unreliable updates

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead. - Article One, Section One, The Dragon Rider's Codex "Anyone else feel like changing their mind?" Xaden shouts, scanning the remaining rows of cadets with the same shrewd gaze of the navy-blue dragon behind him. "No? Excellent. Roughly half of you will be dead by this time next summer." The formation is silent except for a few untimely sobs from my left. "A third of you again the year after that, and the same your last year. No one cares who your mommy or daddy is here. Even King Tauri's second son died during his Threshing. So tell me again: Do you feel invincible now that you've made it into the Rider's Quadrant? Untouchable? Elite?" No one cheers. Another blast of heat rushes - this time directly at my face - and every muscle in my body clenches, preparing for incineration. But it's not flames... just steam, and it blows back Rhiannon's braid as the dragons finish their simultaneous exhale. The breeches on the first-year ahead of me darken, the color spreading down his legs. They want us scared. Mission accomplished. "Because you're not untouchable or special to them." Xaden points toward the navy dragon and leans forward slightly, like he's letting us in on a secret as we lock eyes. "To them, you're just the prey." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who is that?" "Rhae Sorrengail, the forgotten daughter. She's Violet's twin, they're nothing alike though. Violet is the calm before a storm, and Rhae is the hurricane. The anger and stubbornness of that woman are insane." "God forbid she and Xaden stay in the same room for too long. Someone would likely end up dead." Started: June 5, 2025. Finished:

Six years ago, Aelin Riorson was believed to have died at the hands of Colonel Aetos, with her brother Xaden helplessly watching as her throat was slit. But Aelin survived - and went into hiding, assuming the alias Lillian Parker to protect herself, her brother, and the rebellion. She looks little like Xaden, with pale skin, strawberry-blonde curls, and a gentle demeanor. But her mismatched eyes - golden onyx in one, emerald green in the other - and the knife scar across her neck are the undeniable clues to her true identity. Now, as she enters the Riders' Quadrant, Aelin must keep her past buried. She bonds with Zyphira, a dragon tied to her family's lost legacy, and her signet manifests a dangerous power: a fusion of light and shadow, like her brother's own. As Aelin grows closer to Liam, another rebel, the weight of her secrets grows heavier. But when Xaden begins to question the night she died, her carefully constructed life begins to unravel. In a world where secrets can kill, Aelin's survival hinges on keeping her true identity hidden - but the truth may be impossible to deny. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO REBECCA YARROS EXCLUDING MY OWN O/C. All books with Aelin's story will be under this one story. Fourth Wing - Complete Iron Flame - Complete Onyx Storm - Currently Writing Book 4 - TBD Book 5 - TBD

Kamari Riorson has always wanted to be a rider. Serving her kingdom, defending those who couldn't do it themselves was her biggest dream. That is, until her father was captured by the very people she looked up to and executed by the creatures she thought to be the most magnificent beings in the whole universe. She was pulled away from her family, placed with people who she knew wished for her death for what her father had supposedly done, and left alone with her grief. When she enters Basgiath War College, all she wants is to make it through alive. Little does she know faith has planned way more for her. {Fanfiction set in the Empyrean universe} {Liam Mairi x OC}

"you can call me 'honey' if you want, because i'm the one you want"

𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝘂𝗽 / off campus fanfiction john logan x fem!oc by maudeivorys, 2026 cover by: swannluvr

𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄? 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄? when Dafne moves back to the UK from a year abroad in Belgium for her modelling career, the last thing she expects is to meet a boy through her old friends that will tip her perfectly and simply organised life completely upside down. alfie buttle is a commitmentphobe, and dafne is the opposite, but there's something about each other they just can't stay away from, meaning he ends up running her in circles, falling for a boy who refuses to give her anything past deeper than the first layer of his heart. 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 (𝟐) 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𐙚⋆.˚ ❝ⁱᵐ ᵃ ᵖˡᵃʸᵉʳ, ʸᵉᵃʰ ⁱᵗˢ ᵗʳᵘᵉ, ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱˡˡ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ. ❞ 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯: DELILAH COLLINS moves into her bestfriends apartment, as an attempt to throw away her cliche "party girl" lifestyle in LA. But little did she know how much the man next door would ruin her. "Oh, by the way, my neighbor is so hot," Iris said. "I have the biggest crush on him." "You can have him, girl. No relationships for me!" She could never go for the man her best friend has a crush on...could she? & ALFIE BUTTLE has never noticed his neighbors as anything more than his friends sister...until her friend moved in. Something about her sunshine complexion and the way she could barely carry the trash down the stairs softened something in his fuck boy heart. But what happens when she won't let him get close to her?

Fleur Avery hadn't meant to start her life over at twenty, but sometimes the ground gives way without warning. One argument with her family - small, stupid, blown out of proportion - had cracked open years of unspoken resentment until they finally decided she wasn't worth the effort anymore. So Fleur packed what she could fit into two suitcases and took the first train to London, determined to build a life that no one could take from her. Now she worked long hours in a financial firm and spent every spare minute in the gym, holding her world together with discipline, routine, and the quiet hope that one day she'd feel like she belonged somewhere again.