Every year, swaths of 20-year-olds descend upon a college campus. Unfortunately, this college specializes in war, in consideration of the one raging at its borders. Outposts and enemies line the eastern mountains, guarded by many from the army, but most notably, the Dragon Riders. Zilphyer's future was determined long before she was born. As far as she was concerned, none of that destiny included Basgiath; not after she watched her grandfather descend into mad ramblings from his battles after bonding a dragon, then fell to the whims of a power-hungry Colonel who would do anything to hurt her. The quadrant destroyed the good and empowered the bad, and she wanted nothing to do with it, no matter what her name spelled. Xaden Riorson's future was clear, no Basgiath or dragons in sight. That was, until he was 16, when his father's apostasy-turned-secession fell apart; his home was burned; and his father went missing, only to be reported by someone he thought was an ally, then murdered. Unfortunately for both of them, Basgiath wouldn't let them off so easily. Xaden had a two year head start and became a Wingleader, ready-and willing-to sacrifice anything to fulfill his goals. Some may call them selfish and many call him ruthless, but he's no stranger to prescribed titles. Zilphyer stood before the bridge, but she had no intention of making it across. Her ruined future and unstable life would be given to a cause much more worthy than the torture of Basgiath: her mother, her father, and her patron: Zihnal, the God of Chaos. [Book 1 of 2] *xReader available*

What if I told you that Fen Riorson didn't just have people fighting for his cause at the borders, but beyond them as well? What if I told you that those beyond the borders faced even greater consequences for their actions than the others? What if I told you that Xaden Riorson never took responsibility for them-he just left them behind? You'd think I was crazy, right? But let me tell you the story of a woman who sacrificed everything to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. She took responsibility for the people Xaden abandoned, for those the leadership left to die. When the world turned its back on them, she stood by their side. And now? Now, she was ready to make them all pay-all those who decided their lives weren't worthy, who deemed them insignificant. Seryn Vael had given up everything for her people, and nothing would stop her from protecting them.

Sawyer Henrick x OC There was only so much Eloise could handle losing and she feared if she let herself love him, Malek would take him away from her, too. Fourth Wing: completed Iron Flame: completed Onyx Storm: in progress warning: violence, death, mention of sexual assault, sexual content

Always a ray of sunshine. Always a fun person to be around. Always happy. Always smiling. Until life turns upside down and everything changes. Everything has to change. She's not allowed to be the same happy person anymore. She's not allowed to be herself. Not if she wants to protect those she loves. - Started 19/8-2025

Wingleader Beatrix Redden is the queen of Basgiath War College. A member of the first group of Marked Ones to enter Basgiath, she is determined to look after the one hundred and six others who bear the same ink. When along with her best friend's little brother, comes a timid, little onyx-eyed thing allegedly the son of the great Fen Riorson, Trix is set on him surviving. For that, she must first help him survive his classmates, especially a certain third year Sorrengail. This story features original characters (Beatrix Redden, Lennon Tavis, Tamsin Rilke etc) as well as characters from Fourth Wing (Xaden Riorson, Garrick Tavis, Mira Sorrengail etc) Credits to Rebecca Yarros, the author of Fourth Wing for her characters and fictional world. Please do not copy or steal from my book! Also, I am consistently editing these chapters so if there is anything you think could be improved please let me know! [swearing is present in this fanfic]

Katrina Rosen is in her third year at Basgiath War college. Forced into the Riders Quadrant because of who her parents were, she's braved the Parapet, Threshing, and the assassination attempts on her life because of the Relic that swirls around her arm. She's had her 2 best friends, Garrick and Xaden by her side the entire time, but while everyone seems to always be looking at Xaden, Katrina's eyes have always lingered on Garrick. He's the only one who's ever seen her cry, the one she always hugs a little tighter than everyone else, and the one of two people outside of leadership that knows about her classified signet. The only thing keeping her from making a move is her friendship with him and her desire not to mess it up. Garrick Tavis is also in his third year at Basgiath. Like Katrina, he's had both her and Xaden by his side. The relics that swirl around their arms and their powerful signets have made the trio a prime target at the war college. While he's close to both Xaden and Katrina, it's always been Katrina, who he calls Kate, that he's turned to first when he's overwhelmed. Kate has always been his safe haven and he doubts the she even knows that. As time goes on while they're in Basgiath, Garrick has started noticing how his stomach flutters whenever Kate walks into a room and the way that his breathing becomes shaky whenever she gives him one of her extra tight hugs. He doesn't know when these feelings for his purple haired best friend started to develop, but he's convinced that she doesn't feel the same way. Garrick Tavis x OC

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

PAUSED TILL SEASON 3 "I know you know you're pretty everybody wants you. I know you know I'm part of that crowd" May Matisse the kindhearted daughter of Aphrodite and Clarisse La Rue the fierce daughter of Ares have always made an unlikely pair. But despite what everyone thinks they have been best friends since they met. As they get older that friendship turns into something more. With a looming war of the Gods threatening, what lies ahead for these two girls? Idiots in love/best friends to lovers Follows the show plot because I read the books a million years ago and don't remember a lot. Aged up

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

Veronica Dawson was never meant to be more than a reader of someone else's legend. Then she wakes in the brutal halls of Basgiath War College, inside a world she was only ever supposed to escape into. Survival should be simple. Keep her head down. Follow the plot she already knows. Do not interfere. But the moment she becomes Verena Draeven, everything slips out of her control. Dragons take notice of her. Power answers her in ways it should not. And Xaden Riorson, lethal and unreadable, looks at her like he sees the cracks in her soul and the secrets buried beneath them. Verena knows she does not belong in this world. She knows the dangers waiting for her, the deaths that should come, and the monsters hiding behind human faces. She knows the future. She knows the ending. What she does not know is what she is becoming. Because something ancient stirs. Something the dragons recognize. And the longer she remains in this world, the more it bends around her, reshaping itself in ways she cannot stop. If Basgiath begins to unravel, it will not be because she broke the story. It will be because this world was never meant to contain her. A Fourth Wing fanfic Xaden x Female OC