[SLOW UPDATES] [EDITING] Y/N thought he was like every other guard; but she was very wrong. Begging to be anything other than a boring guard, she decided to take him on an adventure. Maybe she'll discover that not all Whiterun guards are bland. -if you own the cover art picture and you are not okay with me using it please to not be afraid to contact me ASAP!-

The blunt realization that life isn't always as sweet as it seems is like burnt honey - bittersweet, and living with two competitive wolves fighting over the same prey can easily fill your life with that bittersweet taste.

𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖆 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙? 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔖𝔨𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢. ℑ 𝔬𝔠𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔰. 𝔈𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢! 𝕿𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 @𝕾𝖐𝖞_𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊! *I currently update about three times a year haha oops* Most of these are very old and feature poor grammar and cringey phrases!! Trust me... it's bad. ❤️ Thanks for all the support! ❤️

I highly recommend you read my completed Skyrim works before reading this book. Sometimes, authors have ideas that look good in rough drafts, or in early versions of their works, but don't make any sense after they get done polishing up the story they're writing. Most authors would shrug it off and just leave the idea floating around, never to be seen by the public. Not me. No, I don't like to waste writing. I don't want to keep these crazy ideas to myself. I want to share them with the world. And that was where the idea for This is Our Home came from. This book is a collection of short stories that didn't make the cut when I was writing my other books. Features any characters from previous books and any characters that will be requested. Requests are always open. NOTE: This is not a reader insert book or one-shots book. This will all be written from a first-person perspective.

Book Three of the Honor and Glory Trilogy Six years after defeating Miraak and saving the entire world for the second time, Ylva Sky-Shatterer finds herself in the middle of a new kind of adventure: motherhood. Her twin children, a boy and a girl named Jergen and Embla, keep her on her toes. They've already proven their natural battle prowess and inclination towards the warrior's way, not to mention tempers that burn brighter than dragon fire and wanderlust spirits. Even with the help of her husband, Ylva wonders how she'll survive raising these two into adulthood. But her temperamental and wild children become the least of her worries when an old friend brings her important--and terrifying--news. The Aldmeri Dominion's presence in Skyrim has tightened, and the wretched Thalmor now walk through the lands with a new authority. They punish indiscriminately, and they have no mercy. Ylva will not stand for the injustice, and now has to face her biggest challenge yet. She has to unite the people of Skyrim under one common battlecry and drive those High Elves back to the lands from which they came. In order to win, Ylva must rely on those she thought she'd never trust, and forge bonds stronger than Skyforge steel. In the end, she knows that they will either win, or Sovngarde will welcome them all. NOTE: Bethesda owns all rights to the Skyrim characters in this fanfiction. I only own my original characters, dialogue, and plot line. Prequel: To Kill A Dragonborn

• Completed Skyrim fanfiction• Azalia is the sarcastic, fiery and unknowing daughter of two Daedric Princes. When she finds herself in Riften sitting across from a red-haired man who critiques her thievery, Azalia is drawn into the life of outlaws, finding kindred spirits in a band of thieves. Top Ranking: #3 in Skyrim ~•~ Beware: This story contains a love square and a few ~mature~ scenes. ~I do not follow the Thieves Guild story line~ Disclaimer: I own none of the origional characters or settings of Skyrim but the storyline and a few characters are of my own creation.

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Femke, a Nordic-Bosmeri woman, has come to Riften to start over. She thought she was ready for adventuring in the big, wide world outside of her meager home in the mining colony of Dawnstar. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps and roadblocks, she stumbles to Riften, footsore, hungry, and with no money to her name, in hopes of finding some good, honest work. But no one seems to trust her because she has elven blood. Turned away and alone, she is found by two members of a mysterious organization operating within Riften. One, a Nordic man called Brynjolf, takes pity on the poor human-elf and offers her a job, and if she does well, a spot within the "Guild," as he puts it. NOTE: If I owned Skyrim, I would have no need for writing fanfictions just for the heck of it. I only own Femke and my original dialogue. Everything else is credited to Bethesda Game Studios.

Book One of the Honor and Glory Trilogy After training for over a year to fulfill her destiny as Dragonborn and defeat Alduin, Ylva knew she would need a challenge. Joining the Companions in Whiterun seemed like the only guild she could ever call home. But she still doesn't feel quite settled. None of the Companions know she's the Dragonborn, the savior of Skyrim. And she doesn't want them to know. What would they say if they knew? Would they respect her? Or would they hate her and tell her to leave? Would they scoff at the idea that a woman barely into her adulthood had been the one to save them? Maybe not all of them, but Vilkas, one of the most respected members within the Circle, and one of the most honor-bound men she has ever met, can't seem to fathom that thought. Because of this, Ylva doesn't know if she could ever tell her new family who she truly is. NOTE: I do not own Skyrim, the Companions, or any of the dialogue from this game. This is a fanfiction and a fanfiction only; I only own my original characters and dialogue. Sequel: To Kill A Dragonborn

Teldryn Sero x OC Fanfic: Farah is the 'false' Dragonborn - according to some mysterious pain in the ass called Miraak. After growing sick of killing cultists every week, she boarded a ship to settle things with this Miraak in the land of Solstheim. Though the place wasn't what she expected it to be and Farah found herself needing a guide, someone who knew the lands, someone who had knowledge of what she might face there. And who other than the sassy spellsword in the Retching Netch with the funny armor?