A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead. - Article One, Section One, The Dragon Rider's Codex "Anyone else feel like changing their mind?" Xaden shouts, scanning the remaining rows of cadets with the same shrewd gaze of the navy-blue dragon behind him. "No? Excellent. Roughly half of you will be dead by this time next summer." The formation is silent except for a few untimely sobs from my left. "A third of you again the year after that, and the same your last year. No one cares who your mommy or daddy is here. Even King Tauri's second son died during his Threshing. So tell me again: Do you feel invincible now that you've made it into the Rider's Quadrant? Untouchable? Elite?" No one cheers. Another blast of heat rushes - this time directly at my face - and every muscle in my body clenches, preparing for incineration. But it's not flames... just steam, and it blows back Rhiannon's braid as the dragons finish their simultaneous exhale. The breeches on the first-year ahead of me darken, the color spreading down his legs. They want us scared. Mission accomplished. "Because you're not untouchable or special to them." Xaden points toward the navy dragon and leans forward slightly, like he's letting us in on a secret as we lock eyes. "To them, you're just the prey." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who is that?" "Rhae Sorrengail, the forgotten daughter. She's Violet's twin, they're nothing alike though. Violet is the calm before a storm, and Rhae is the hurricane. The anger and stubbornness of that woman are insane." "God forbid she and Xaden stay in the same room for too long. Someone would likely end up dead." Started: June 5, 2025. Finished:

𝐴𝑁 𝐸𝑀𝑃𝑌𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑁 𝐹𝐴𝑁𝐹𝐼𝐶𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 | 𝑋𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑅𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝘅 𝑂𝐶 | 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 ‼𝑆𝑃𝑂𝐼𝐿𝐸𝑅𝑆‼ "If you're not who you were, and you're not who you pretend to be... then who are you?" Lila Morgan didn't expect to wake up after she jumped. And she definitely didn't expect to wake up in the world of Fourth Wing-the book that once kept her going through the darkest nights. But this isn't a dream. It's not fiction. And survival here demands more than knowledge of what's "supposed" to happen. Now living under the name Liora Emberveil, she tells herself this is a second chance. A chance to become someone stronger. Better. Someone worth something. She throws herself into the role of a fictional heroine; confident, brave, untouchable. But no matter how fast she runs, she can't outrun herself. Because the truth is: Lila didn't come here healed. She came here broken. She's anxious, self-destructive, and still carrying the weight of a life she didn't want to live. And the more she tries to control the story, the more it spirals. Every decision rewrites the future she thought she knew. Every connection threatens the mask she's carefully built. And when she catches the attention of Xaden Riorson-a man who sees too much-her carefully drawn lines begin to blur. ⭐︎★If you enjoy this story on Wattpad but want options, it's also available on AO3! Feel free to check it out there to read, download, and support me on another platform. Thanks for being here, and happy reading!★⭐︎

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 rhysa aetos crosses the parapet into the riders quadrant despite her fathers orders and her training of five years to enter the healers quadrant. alongside her friend violet sorrengail, they must face the challenges of life or death that test their strength and intelligence. rhysa is left questioning herself and her life after she meets xaden riorson, a marked one who holds the burden of his fathers loss in the war of aretia where he led a rebellion against navarre. he and the other marked ones were sent to basgiath war college under strict orders to either live as a rider or die as a cadet. things take a turn when she bonds with a night fury, the rarest black dragon of them all. the pressure is on now, especially when she and xaden form a bond themselves and things are revealed. secrets that have been erased by the officers of navarre. there was a war happening but not just on the outside, but the inside too. xaden riorson x oc fourth wing started; 8/26/25 finished; 12/28/25 cover by @-moonsdxst COMPLETED.

She's still small-but she's not soft. A reimagining of Fourth Wing with a heroine who's not just fragile and tiny-she's powerful, dangerous, and absolutely not afraid of dragons or heartbreak - currently trending in Liam Mairi. Expect slow-burn romance, deadly training, a messy love triangle, and a shadow boy who's very much not out of reach... yet. This is also partly my guilty pleasure. It won't follow every detail of the book, but will still follow the major plot points. - Apparently you all like dragons and slow burns 😊 #1 in dragon riders 🐉

'Idly rotting away in the safety of the Healers Quadrant is selfish. Entering a death pit so I can fight the monsters who destroyed my life is valiant.' Alice has spent her entire life training as a healer. Her world is left spinning on an axis when her village is attacked by Venin and her family are killed. Intent on revenge, she makes peace with Malek and joins the Rider's Quadrant, embarking on a path that will strip her bare and forge her anew. It is within the walls of Basgiath she meets an unwilling Prince and together they embark on a perilous journey to save the Kingdom. Aaric / OC / Xaden. PART I - Chapters 1 - 33 | PART II - Chapters 34 - 71 | PART III - Chapter 72 -103 | PART IV - Chapter 104 - 122 *Under revision April 2026.

She was a goddess of sanctuary. He was carved from shadows and war. Cast out from the heavens for showing mercy , Eirene Solara - Ren to those few she tolerates - is condemned to the one place she hates and sees no point of. The one place that is a death sentance for her - Basgiath War College. Her task is one - if she lets herself be changed in the College, they make her mortal and strip her off her title. But if she doesn't change during the three years, then she can come back to her home. But there's only one problem. Xaden notices her as soon as she steps foot into the Quadrant. Not because she glows. But because she doesn't fight at all. While others claw their way to survival, Ren kneels to heal the wounded. While dragons roar for violence, she falls silent. But in a place where death is the only answer, her defiance could get them both killed - or worse, tempt the gods to finish what they started. --- Posting schedule - two times a week STARTED - 18.7.2025. FINISHED - ACT ONE (FOURTH WING) - ONGOING

'Love is the most dangerous betrayal of all.' Aria was one of the First Riders - the girl who siphoned the power of gods, who forged the wards with her own blood and who was betrayed by dragons and chained beneath the stone for centuries. Now she is free and the world will bleed for what it has done to her. Xaden Riorson was sent to kill her. To infiltrate her city, learn her secrets and put an end to the godless queen who threatens Navarre. But every step closer only drags him deeper into her orbit - into her ruin. She is fire wrapped in flesh, a weapon carved from grief and the most dangerous temptation he has ever faced. Enemies by oath. Bound by darkness. Their desire is a blade at both their throats. And when the world begins to fracture, the deadliest choice of all is how much of the world they are willing to tear apart in the ultimate betrayal. A villain OC / Venin Xaden. The story begins Post Onyx Storm. *Under revision April 2026.

Some are born to rule. Others are forced to. Verena Valois never wanted the throne, but fate has other plans. To survive Basgiath War College, she must fight-not as a princess, but as a rider. She came for Ryuga Vaenor, her best friend, her only constant. But Basgiath is ruthless, and survival demands strength, not sentiment. Then there's Xaden Riorson-a complication she doesn't need. Dangerous, infuriating, impossible to ignore. Hatred fuels their every encounter, sharp as a blade's edge, yet beneath the fury lies something far more lethal. Shadows cling to them both, secrets buried too deep to be spoken. And in a world where trust is a death sentence, desire is even deadlier. Meanwhile, Ryuga Vaenor watches from the sidelines, his love for Verena a silent war he cannot win. But in a place where loyalty is a weapon and love is a weakness, will he be her shield-or her downfall? The Valois and Vaenor stand apart from Navarre-kingdoms of their own, bound by no oaths, ruled by no outside power. Their strength is undeniable, their histories woven deep into the fabric of war and dominance. The Valois dragons, the first and strongest, bow to no one, their fire hotter, their magic deeper than Navarre dares to claim. Their presence alone is a declaration: they do not take sides-they are the side. As whispers of rebellion rise, Verena must make a choice: embrace the destiny she never wanted-or burn trying to escape it. "Not all wars are fought in daylight. Some begin where shadows meet." Stay tuned & don't forget to vote & comment! ♡

Wrenley Tavis craves normalcy. At Basgiath, she clings to the familiar-her bond with her mother's dragon and her steady relationship with Xaden Riorson. With Xaden by her side, she believes she can navigate the turbulence of her world and finally find peace. But when Violet Sorrengail arrives at the Riders Quadrant and bonds with the mate of Xaden's dragon, everything changes. The life she thought she could depend on begins to unravel, and Wrenley must decide whether she can fight for the future she wants, or if she's just chasing shadows of that future. Acts 1-3 follow the plot of The Empyrean Series by Rebecca Yarros. The entire story will contain spoilers from the books including Onyx Storm. For up to date series warnings please see intro chapter. All characters, plot, and dialogue from The Empyrean series belongs to Rebecca Yarros. This is simply fanfiction. Wrenley, Eden, and Harlow Tavis and random named cadets not from the series were created by me.

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.