In the shadows of the Clone Wars, where entire armies clash and heroes are forged in fire, there are the battles no one sees. Commander Alex Noma, known as Menace, doesn't fight on the front lines. No. She hunts in the dark. Leading an elite covert unit known as Menace-6, under the secretitive Shadow Corps, Menace and her team strike behind enemy lines, taking on missions too dangerous, too brutal, and too secret for even the Jedi to touch. To the clones she fights for, she's one of them, a Vod, a protector, a ghost who always has their back. But the deeper the war drags her in, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because Menace isn't just fighting the Separatists, she's fighting a system that sees the clones as expendable, a Jedi Council that doesn't trust her... and an enemy that is beginning to learn her name. Legends are born on the battlefield. But in the dark... they become more dangerous. When you see green eyes in the dark.....it's too late. I DO NOT own Star Wars, or any of the characters or story lines. That honor goes to George Lucas and the great Dave Filoni. I only own my OC'S and MY story line. I worked really, really hard on them, so PLEASE don't steal them. This story is based during the Clone Wars, but it isn't even close to canon. I hope you enjoy!!!

In a world ruled by emotion, Florence has none. While others wield fire, light, and shadow through feeling, Florence exists in a quiet void, untouched by the very force that defines humanity. To the Dominion, that makes her perfect-a weapon immune to chaos, incapable of losing control. So they send her to war. But everything begins to fracture when she meets someone who doesn't fade in her presence, someone who challenges her, sees her, and calls her something no one else dares to say. Hollow. As the Dominion tightens its grip and the truth behind her power begins to unravel, Florence finds herself caught between two sides-and two people who see her in very different ways. One who calls her Florence, like she belongs to something. And one who calls her Flo, like she could be more. But if she's not empty... if she's been taking in everything all along- Then what happens when she finally breaks?

'Love is the most dangerous betrayal of all.' Aria was one of the First Riders - the girl who siphoned the power of gods, who forged the wards with her own blood and who was betrayed by dragons and chained beneath the stone for centuries. Now she is free and the world will bleed for what it has done to her. Xaden Riorson was sent to kill her. To infiltrate her city, learn her secrets and put an end to the godless queen who threatens Navarre. But every step closer only drags him deeper into her orbit - into her ruin. She is fire wrapped in flesh, a weapon carved from grief and the most dangerous temptation he has ever faced. Enemies by oath. Bound by darkness. Their desire is a blade at both their throats. And when the world begins to fracture, the deadliest choice of all is how much of the world they are willing to tear apart in the ultimate betrayal. A villain OC / Venin Xaden. The story begins Post Onyx Storm. *Under revision April 2026.

Death from Above was what they called her. Saelya is Jake and Neytiri's oldest child. She's strong, brave, and a fighter. She's been taught the stories of the Sky People and the destruction that followed them. What happens when they return after 20 years of peace? Sully Daughter OCx Omatikaya Male OC

She crossed the Parapet. Her sister didn't. Now Beatrix Voss is quiet, lethal, and untouchable-by design. The last person who knew her died screaming her name. But two cousins see through the silence. One challenges her. One understands her. At Basgiath, being seen is dangerous- & Beatrix Voss is about to be impossible to ignore.

I Worry I'll Die Young While I Worry I'll Grow Old. Fourth Wing / Book One © titxnic cover by @esperxnce <3

"𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕕." --- She's the princess that was left for the dragons to kill. She's the one who should've died at ten. Instead, she bonded with the rarest of them all - a Black Daggertail - at ten. She'll come back and enter the door that has been closed for most of her life. And you'd do better to run in the opposite direction, because under the niceties lies something else - a lethal coldness - something that kills effortlessly. No one knows about the many secrets that she keeps. And maybe that's good. It is safer like that. No one will get killed. Hopefully, at least. --- Pre-FW -- OS Information will not be distributed like in the original books! Read at your own risk.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... it may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

"So dark, so deep, the secrets you keep." **Hogwarts, 1975.** The wizarding world stands on the edge of war, though few yet realize it. When a mysterious enchantment interrupts the Sorting Ceremony, the past is forced to witness the future through a series of enchanted films. But the future reveals more than the rise of Harry Potter. It unveils forgotten legacies. Ancient magic. And a girl whose name should not exist in this century. Seraphina Valehart. A name buried in the oldest corners of wizarding history. And as the story of the future begins to unfold, one question lingers in the air: If the future can be seen... can it be changed?

War has ended. But peace was never promised. In the wake of bloodshed, Freya stands in the ruins. Mourning the death of her mother and grappling with a darker truth Xaden has turned. Whatever soul he had is now losing to shadows. But grief is a luxury she can no longer afford. From the storm-forged halls of Basgiath to the farthest reaches of the Continent, whispers rise like smoke of dark powers stirring, of a force long forgotten returning to claim what was once lost. A change is coming not of politics or crowns, but of fate itself. And Freya is at the heart of it. The light may be fading... But she has never burned brighter.