She fiddled with the band of beads adorning her wrist as her eyes flashed dangerously, "you may believe being the god is all fun and games, but out of all people, you should know that being who I am, is a curse." - Himiko Sohma is considered to be an average student who goes to Kaibara Municipal High school, along with her sister through adoption, Tohru. Despite being sisters, her long black hair, dark eyes, and blank slate of an expression, sets her apart. Her aura of crackling energy doesn't go unnoticed by Hana, and the dark secret she holds could compromise the head of the Sohma family. All of this defines who she is, and with her eye catching looks and power, she plans on ripping apart the person who took her place in the Sohma family, and to help save those she loves from the curse that affects them all. Join Himiko Sohma with her story of befriending a stubborn rat, an overambitious cat, and the rest of the Sohma family on her journey on regaining her position as the true god within the 12 Chinese zodiac. ©2025 -

Ivy Sorrengail always knew she would be a rider. It didn't matter that she was tasked with keeping her sister alive in the quadrant. It didn't matter that the marked ones hated her for her mother. It didn't matter that the others hated her because they couldn't beat her. And it didn't matter that her own wingleader was hopping she failed. She wasn't just going to survive, she was going to thrive. ** This is my twist on Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yaros. I do not own the story.

One sister was prepared to be a scribe, the other broken and beaten in the name of becoming a rider and maintaining a legacy. The discovery of a rebellion leads to a change of events that no one could have seen coming. The loss of their older brother, leads to the loss of their father, which makes their mother makes some drastic changes. Both sisters are thrown into the riders quadrant on conscription day. What happens when they cross the parapet and lock eyes with the leader of the rebellions son Will they survive? Xaden x OC

Isla Sorrengail has spent her life surviving in the shadows, sharpening her instincts like a blade. But Basgiath War College is not the kind of battlefield she was trained for. Here, brute strength means little without a dragon willing to bond, and power is earned through blood and strategy. No one knew she existed before she arrived-not the cadets glaring at her back, not the instructors watching her every move, not even the sister who should have known. But Isla is not here to make friends. She is here to claim what was stolen from her-her name, her family, her place in the world. But Basgiath is built to break the weak. And Isla? She has no intention of breaking. Even when rivals seek revenge. Even when her own past hunts her down. Even when the wingleader with shadows in his eyes-Xaden Riorson-watches her like he's trying to unravel her secrets. She will not falter. She will not kneel. She will not lose. Because Isla Sorrengail has already lost everything once. And she refuses to do it again.

when the guys heard they were getting a new roommate, the last thing they expected was for it to be young woman. -------------------- alternatively; The guys looked at her figure with wide eyes. "I thought our new house mate was going to be dude?" One whispered as he examined the girl's frame. "I don't think this is a guy..." "That's because I'm not a guy," the girl sighed. "My name is y/n, and I'll be moving in."

Maeve Holsten is risking everything by joining the dragon riders at Basgaith. Her boyfriend thinks she's crazy and her family just wants her to come home. Pretty daughters of northern Lords don't just join the riders quadrant. But Maeve has something to prove to her little sisters that they are capable of so much more than just arranged marriages and fancy parties. Too bad her section leader Garrick seems like he's out to distract her from everything that she intends to achieve. Fourth Wing Fanfic/ Garrick Tavis & O.C. Timeline flows with Fourth Wing as well as I could without making too many changes. Spice begins in part 4 so this is an avid warning.

Eleanor was never meant to survive this long. But now that she has-she's not sure who she is anymore. The war has reached a breaking point. Navarre is crumbling from the inside out, tangled in bloodshed, backroom politics, and betrayals disguised as strategy. Len was forged for battle, trained to kill-but nothing prepared her for this kind of war. The kind where words are as sharp as blades, and allies might be enemies in disguise. As time runs out, Len finds herself walking a path her mother once warned her about. The lines between hero and monster are blurring. The darkness inside her-once caged-is waking, hungering, changing her. With Nox at her back, and Garrick at her side, Len is a weapon ready to be unleashed. But love is no longer her anchor-it's her weak point. And in this war, weakness is fatal. As gods reach down and monsters rise up, Len must choose who she's willing to become to survive. A savior? A destroyer? Or something far, far worse. Because the phoenix doesn't rise to save the world. She rises to remake it.

"Well, she's a mimic. Y'know, monkey see, monkey do - but a bit more serious." "Yeah, just a bit more serious, Tony." When y/n and Bucky are saved from Hydra by the Avengers, they struggle to adapt to their newfound freedom. Finally being able to think for yourself is great, but nobody mentions the darkness of being alone with your thoughts. Y/n = 'your name', so insert your own name in! For this story y/n's pronouns will be she/her, but if anyone wants a version with different pronouns let me know! ***Paragraphing does get better as the book progresses!***

❝there was something about them something about the way they watched her❞

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