• 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.

It was two hundred years after the Oblivion Crisis. A time of war. A time of confusion. A time in which everyone's metal was tested, that is, all except those in the Capital City of Cirodiil. Most residents of the capital city were, to say the least, priviledged; however, one young man's life was about to take a dramatic turn. A turn that would shake the world to it's very core.

Rai has a heart of gold. It's the only thing in her life she has room for. Never staying in one place for long, it's also the one thing that stays consistent. Arriving in Skyrim wasn't going to change anything. Neither was joining the Thieves Guild. It was supposed to be a quick way to earn coin before moving on. What Rai hadn't planned on, was getting swept up in a shadow war where nothing is as it seems. With her past biting at her heels, she really didn't have time for it. But Fate is a fickle mistress. The Elder Scrolls is a fun world built and owned by Bethesda. My only intent is to enrich characters and a story arch they already lovingly constructed. I just play here.

Rebecca's dream comes true; while gaming she falls through her console and lands in The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. But stumbling through the rough Nordic landscape, she finds herself trapped in this deadly virtual reality, struggling not just to survive, but to fulfil her destiny as the Dragonborn. The lines begin to blur between reality and fantasy - when a video game glitches, you turn it off and on again. But with Rebecca's life on the line, a reboot is not an option. So she must try to outlive the fatal glitch that has forced itself upon her, changing the destiny of Skyrim itself... ~*~ oc + canon characters and a healthy mix of romance :) 🏅1st Place in the Fantasy Genre of the Nouvel An Awards #1 in elderscrolls (30/03/22) TW: encounters of sexual assault & rape (which are warned, signposted, and avoidable) [[WRITING PAUSED BUT CONTINUING TO PUBLISH]]

Toril Stormcloud, an ancient Daughter of Coldharbour, has returned to her native home of Skyrim after being away for several hundred years. She's come back with a purpose, but her plans are derailed when she becomes a captive of the Imperial Legion. Alongside many Stormcloaks-including Ulfric himself-and a few other people, Toril finds herself being carted away to her execution. After a harrowing escape alongside one of her fellow prisoners, Toril resumes her mission, heading towards Morthal and an old crypt that holds something very important to her. Something equally as old as herself. Something equally as powerful. And she needs to get to it before others do. Others who would exploit the power within the crypt. So, with a newly turned vampire in tow, Toril heads for the crypt, ready to take on anyone inside. All she wants to do is protect her best and oldest friend. NOTE: All rights to Skyrim belong to Bethesda Game Studios. I am only writing a fanfiction, and all my original characters and dialogue belong to me.

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.

Only months after Skyrim's victory over the Thalmor invaders, Vilkas Moonborn of the Companions enjoys the quiet that peace time has brought the land. Other than taking an odd job with his twin brother, Farkas, Vilkas spends most of his time taming his two children or tending to his heavily pregnant wife, Ylva. But when a recurring dream reveals a worrying truth about his past, Vilkas finds himself in a bind. Ylva is only a few months away from delivering their third child, but he fears that he must follow this dream. If he trusts his instincts, he could finally uncover the truth about his past. Who were his parents? Where were they when he and Farkas were kidnapped? Are they still out there? Determined to find the truth, Vilkas enlists the help of his brother, and together, the brothers set off to learn what they can about who they are. As they march across Skyrim searching for clues, a nagging thought plagues Vilkas's every waking moment. What if they weren't ready to learn the truth?

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 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

Book Two of the Honor and Glory Trilogy After the unexpected attack on Jorrvaskr, Ylva Sky-Shatterer has discovered a note that talks about the small island of Solstheim and some strange man called Miraak. The name Miraak sounds so familiar, like she should know him, but the meaning of the name eludes her. Whoever this man is, he sent two people to kill her, and now she must find out why. So her husband, Vilkas, his brother, Farkas, the Companions's new recruit, Tyra, and Ylva are to set out to Solstheim. They have to find out who this Miraak is, and soon. Ylva has no idea what to expect, but she does know one thing. This adventure will end with either Miraak or herself at the end of the other's blade. NOTE: I do not own Skyrim, its quest lines, or its dialogue. I only own my original characters and dialogue. Prequel: Honor and Glory Sequel: Victory or Sovngarde