The Vaelor name carries weight in Navarre. General Aldric and General Mila Vaelor command respect in the Riders Quadrant, their political and military influence reaching the highest halls of power. What few know is that their loyalty has always walked a quiet line-supporting the rebellion from the shadows, long before the execution of Fen Riorson. Their children grew up in a world of secrets. Summers were spent alongside the marked ones: Imogen, Bodhi, Garrick, Liam, Quinn... and Xaden Riorson, whose name alone is a curse in most of Basgiath. But their childhood was not only with the children of traitors. She and her brothers also ran through the halls of Navarrian estates with Violet Sorrengail, Rhae Varrish, and Dain Aetos-a bridge between two worlds that were never supposed to meet. Now, at twenty, Soren enters the Riders Quadrant. Her parents prepared her for more than one path, but the moment she steps onto the parapet, she knows there is no turning back. Waiting in the chaos is Xaden-squad leader, shadow wielder, and the one person with whom she has always danced an invisible line. Close enough to know his silence. Distant enough to never name what passes between them. As whispers of a coming war grow louder, Soren must navigate a quadrant that would destroy her if it knew where her loyalties truly lie. Her family's hidden support of the rebellion, her friendships with the marked, her unspoken bond with the most dangerous man in Basgiath-all of it threatens to surface. Some marks are written in blood. Others, in shadows.

❝ 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗿. there's a blossoming seed of hope when it begins; perhaps this is the one, your heart sings. but the inevitable comes with their betrayal, and it leaves you with nothing. i don't want that to be our fate. you're it for me. so if you want me, then 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 for me. ❞ ━━━━━ 𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝘹𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘴

"My father never talked a lot. He just took a walk around the block. 'Til all his anger took a hold of him. And then he'd hit. Scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies. That came from my mother's side. Told a million to survive. I watch the fathers with their little girls. And wonder what I did to deserve this. How could you hurt a little kid? I can't forget, I can't forgive you. 'Cause now I'm scared that everyone I love will leave me." Fourth Wing Garrick Tavis x OC x Bodhi Durran

Rosalia Riorson was never supposed to be the one left behind. After Liam's death, grief turns into something sharper-something that points straight at Violet. Hate. Entering the quadrant alongside her best friend Sloane, Rosalia is ready to fight, to survive. To find out the secrets the kingdom has been hiding. The truth that had been promised to her- if she makes it. She wasn't supposed to fall in love again. Especially not for Aaric Graycastle. And in a place where secrets are deadly, falling for him might be the most dangerous choice of all. This is a Fanfiction based on Fourth Wing, out of the youngest Riorsons's view. The Characters and scenes were created by Rebecca Yarros (so all rights belong to her). I created Rosalia Riorson and wrote a few scenes I will be updating every wednesday and saturday (starting from chapter 10) Thank you for reading Cover made with AI

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.

Oleander Sorrengail survived her first year in the Riders Quadrant, but survival came at a cost no one understands. Not her brother, who she thought was dead, only to learn he chose a war over her. Not her twin, who she will always come second to. And certainly not her mother, General Lilith Sorrengail, who has only ever seen her as a disappointment, and a tool to wield. Bonded to a feral dragon, Oleander was never expected to develop a signet. Most assumed she would become another casualty, either of her own magic or of stronger riders. But during the worst moment of her life, her power finally drips out of her. Nightmares made of black ink. Creatures that move like liquid metal. Horrors that react to her every emotion and reflect something dark enough that even her allies begin to question what she is. And Oleander has no idea how to control them. When Basgiath's leadership realizes what she can do, they see more than a rider. They see the ultimate tool. The perfect weapon. And they will stop at nothing until Oleander becomes exactly that. This is an Iron Flame fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Rowyn Varrish entered the rider's quadrant as she knew she would as it had been decided by her father when she was young, she stopped trying to fight it as she got older. She has three goals in the quadrant, stay alive, help Violet stay alive, and stay the hell away from the marked ones. From the moment she steps onto the Parapet those are the only things that matter to her. What she doesn't know is that there are two men that will make keeping her distance from marked ones increasingly difficult...

Aveline Sorrengail. The one some wished to be, and the one others never wanted to meet. Trained since childhood, bruised, beaten and bloodied, she always succeeded. Whether that was through strength, or pure anger, no one knew. She was meant to be a rider, and everyone knew it. To protect her dear sister wouldn't be much of obstacle right? Nor would the marked ones be much of an issue in the quadrant, no matter how much they hated her mother. She wasn't just going to remove any obstacles in her way. She was going to obliterate them. DISCLAIMER! I do not own fourth wing, or any of the characters written by the rightful author, Rebecca Yarros, only my own characters. This is just my adaptation of the story.

Resilience (n.) the capacity of a person to maintain their core purpose and integrity in the face of dramatically changed circumstances. the ability to not only overcome setbacks but to also move forward. ----- Blaine Riorson, younger sister to Xaden Riorson, the only daughter to the Great Betrayer, and a walking dream to Garrick Tavis. But then death was brought down upon them, separating lives and changing hearts. A girl once full of sweet dreams and honey filled words was now full of walking nightmares and venom laced tones. But even with her changed personality, her brother's best friend still loved her like when they were children. ----- Garrick Tavis x fem OC! #1 blaine #1 bodhidurran #1 liammairi #1 violetsorrengail #1 ridocgamlyn #garricktavis

When Basgiath's commanding general gives an order, you don't question it, you obey. Oleander Sorrengail was meant for the Healers Quadrant. But six months before enlistment, she and her twin sister Violet are forced to abandon their paths and enter the Riders Quadrant instead-where survival is earned in blood, and most don't make it past their first year. Everyone else has trained their entire lives for this. Oleander hasn't. So she makes a choice: she won't fight to survive. She'll fight to make sure Violet does. Because when this is over, only one of them needs to live. And no one is going to miss the spare. This is a Fourth Wing fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.