Aethric Sorrengail, a boy who has never known a home. Why do the Sorrengail generals ignore him? Why is he supposed to be Violet's twin brother when he doesn't look anything like her? This year, he's starting at Basiaght College, but unlike Violet, he always knew he would end up in the Riders' Quadrant. In this quadrant, the Sorrengail have many enemies. But when Aethric began to get close to some of the rebels' children, particularly Garrick Tavis, his father and the rest of the government did not seem to appreciate it. "𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑𝑦. 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑" The world of fourth wing is not mine, he belongs to Rebecca Yarros, only Aethric belongs to me.

They live down the hall from each other now. That was Connor's idea - to put space between them. To breathe. To rebuild. But breathing doesn't stop the ache. And space doesn't stop Luke from caring. After a summer of soft recovery and loud headlines, the new NHL season brings something else entirely: pressure, public fallout, and the kind of love that doesn't ask for attention, only presence. Luke doesn't know how to stop waiting for Connor to look at him the way he used to. Connor doesn't know how to say I want this without also saying I'm terrified.

*its completed * I hope you enjoy im sorry for all the errors im going to fix them :D WARNING THIS IS VERY FETUS I WROTE THIS A LONG TIME AGO! Anyways enjoy :)