I want to help people. It's what I've always wanted. And you can't stop me. - Started: 2/1-2026

#1 in Tairn When the Great War begins, dragons want nothing to do with mortals. Navarre is losing against the Venin. Magic burns the battlefields. Provinces fall. And Seris Riorson? She's locked in a tower like a precious jewel no one is allowed to touch. The youngest of her family, adored but smothered, Seris was trained to fight, yet forbidden to ever set foot near danger. Especially not the Tyrrish nesting grounds, where one mistake might start a second war. But curiosity has always been her ruin. What begins as a stolen escape into the forest becomes an ambush at the border. Venin see her. They recognize the Duke's daughter. And they want her. And a poison-tipped blade doesn't care how brave she is. As darkness claims her, Amelia sees the last thing she ever expected: a massive black dragon, eyes like molten gold, watching her fall. Tairn does not save humans. Tairn does not choose humans. Tairn does not transform into a man for anyone. Until her. #1 in Tairn #1 in Empyrean

"You don't know me, not 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆" "𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔..."

Being marked is a curse. Being a Riorson? A death sentence. Verena Riorson-sister to Xaden Riorson, daughter of Fen Riorson, the kingdom's most hated traitor-wasn't raised, she was reforged. Life didn't just shove her down-it beat her bloody and taught her to crawl in silence. Mercy? That word died the day her father did. After the execution, she wasn't fostered with a kind family like the others. No, the kingdom handed her over to the Velmires-a family that worshipped loyalty and burned hatred into the bones of every Marked child they touched. They didn't just punish her for her bloodline. They broke her for it. Rebuilt her into a weapon so sharp, even the gods would flinch. She begged once. Covered in blood, trembling on her knees, she whispered for mercy. The Velmires taught her what a mistake that was. She never asked again. Now she wears her scars like armor. Each mark carved into her back is proof that she survived the kind of hell no one walked out of whole. And Xaden? Her beloved older brother? He never came. Never searched. Never cared. Not until it was too late. The little sister he remembered-the kind-hearted, bright-eyed girl who clung to his hand-is long dead. In her place stands something else. Something colder. Stronger. Unforgiving. She's done hiding the monster they created. Done pretending the fire inside her wasn't born to burn kingdoms down. Verena Riorson has come to remind them all why they should've killed her when they had the chance. And gods help the ones who ever thought they broke her-because now? She's the storm they'll never survive.

Stolen from her family at just three years old, Esme De Luca was raised in darkness, molded into a weapon by the very people who tore her away. Thirteen years later, she escapes, only to be thrust into a world she barely remembers-a family that never stopped searching for her, a life that feels foreign, and love she doesn't know how to accept. Her six brothers don't know how to reach the sister they lost, and her parents struggle to heal the wounds they can't see. But Esme isn't just a victim-she's an assassin, trained to survive at all costs. And when her past refuses to let her go, she must decide whether to embrace the warmth of the family she was born into or remain the cold, deadly force she was made to be. With danger lurking in the shadows and the rival mafia determined to reclaim their prized assassin, Esme must fight not only for her freedom but for the chance at a life she never thought she could have. Love, loyalty, and bloodshed intertwine in this gripping tale of resilience, redemption, and a girl learning what it truly means to have a family.

Eira Riorson was always meant to be a rider. Watching her father executed beneath dragon fire and bearing the marks that followed didn't change that fact. She was fierce. Calculating. Mysterious. Closed off. And viciously protective of her people and secrets. She was a force to be reckoned with, and fortress that couldn't be shaken. Or so she thought. All it took was one man's smile and restless persistence to crack the walls she spent years building. He showed her something she never believed in. Love. Their story wasn't some fairytale, but it was theirs nonetheless. This is the story of how Eira and Ridoc found their ordinary in a war torn world. #1 under imogencardulo (03/01/2026) #2 under ridocgamlyn (28/01/2026) #4 under ridoc (18/12/2025) #5 under violetsorrengail (31/12/2025) #5 under empyrean (08/01/2026)

She never meant to touch the stone. One moment she was grieving her mother and the next she finds herself stumbling through the halls of Basgiath War College on Conscription Day - a stranger in the world of dragons, rebellion and lies. She doesn't belong here. The dragons know it, the commanders know it and so does Xaden Riorson, a first year marked one with secrets he can't afford to lose. Update: Twice a week.

Fifteen years ago, Navy Meadwuk was kidnapped. With a sliver of luck, she escaped. She ran. She begged but the minute someone looked at her, they ran from her. After begging for hours, Navy is found by a woman who gives her an ultimatum. Either die right now or go to a school where they train you to ride dragons. Navy obviously picked the latter. Dragons aren't real....right? (Fourth Wing Fanfic)

Danielle Draken has suffered more than a person should. After being marked, surviving with the demons in her head, and having feelings she definitely shouldn't, she's finally headed to Basgiath, along with Xaden and Garrick. The three of them-as the eldest Tyrrish marked children-must prove themselves at the infamous War College, even though most of the people there are only trying to sabotage their paths. Danielle and Xaden both have taken the responsibility of the marked ones, leading to the two of them having to stone their place in Navarre. Danielle's had a crush on him for more than a decade, but she knows he doesn't see her in that way, or does she? But she has a deep secret-the darkest among many-she's not who she says she is. She has more to hide than the entire ocean, and she's surprisingly good at that because, like her father always said, she always gets what she wants. There's parts of her that even she's not aware of, and as she goes through her journey in Navarre, she finds out more and more about herself. Xaden X OC ≿━━━༺❀༻━━━≾ ⚠️To read this story, it is COMPLUSORY to read the first three books to understand what is written, please check the author's note for more about this story⚠️

I died. Or at least... I think I did. One minute I was drowning at the bottom of a lake, the next I'm standing at the edge of Basgiath War College's infamous parapet, armed to the teeth and dressed like a dragon rider. In a world I only know from books. This has to be a hallucination. My brain's final flicker before the lights go out. Right? But the pain is real. The wind. The blood. The impossible heat of a dragon's breath across my skin. And when Xaden Riorson's bonded dragon starts paying attention to me-twice-I realize something is very, very wrong. I've read Fourth Wing. I know what's supposed to happen. But with every step I take, canon bends, and I'm not sure if I'm here for a reason... or if I'm just the next to die. All I know is: I've already lost everything. So what's stopping me from being bold? Even if this is just a dying dream... I'm not going quietly. Xaden Riorson x Fem OC