The underground rings teach you the currency of your skin, but they can't buy back what's already been signed away. Athena Riorson survived her father's execution, abandonment, and the pits by clinging to a broken mantra: Never let anyone own you. But autonomy is a luxury she's already lost. Bound to a master before setting foot in the quadrant, her entire existence is a desperate act of defiance to reclaim her soul. At Basgiath's cutthroat Riders Quadrant, her strategy is to keep her head down. But Athena has never been good at staying unnoticed, especially not around Aaric Graycastle. Steady where she is volatile and dangerously secretive, Aaric becomes impossible to avoid. The closer she gets to him, the more her world slips into unexplainable instincts, buried traditions, and a terrifying realization that something in her blood is not normal. Athena finds herself fighting on three separate fronts: a war for the fate of Navarre, a war for the relationships she's forced to navigate, and a war for her own mind. Survival isn't just about avoiding becoming a dragon's breakfast-it's surviving the messy, forced bonds that claim you.

He was supposed to die. She was supposed to survive him. At Basgiath War College, survival is earned in blood-and love is a weakness no rider can afford. Constance Moonglade arrives determined to save lives. The quadrant will teach her how to destroy them. Then there's Brennan Sorrengail-brilliant, guarded, and already carrying the weight of a war no one else can see. What begins as rivalry becomes something far more dangerous in a world where attachment is a death sentence. They rise together. Fight together. Fall in love anyway. But kingdoms are built on lies-and when the truth finally surfaces, it won't just cost them everything... It will tear them apart. ✨ A Fourth Wing saga of love, betrayal, and war 💔 Brennan Sorrengail x Constance Moonglade

FOURTH WING AU | XADEN RIORSON × Fem OC Lilia Sorrengail has spent most of her life becoming exactly what everyone expects her to be. A rider. A weapon. A daughter worthy of the Sorrengail name. By the time she reaches Basgiath, she already knows how to hide pain, follow orders without appearing obedient, and survive beneath the weight of expectations that were never hers to choose. What no one knows is that Lilia did not enter the Riders Quadrant for honour, glory, or the chance to wear black. She came looking for answers. Then Violet is forced onto the parapet beside her, and Lilia's carefully laid plans begin to fracture. Survival is no longer only about making it through the next trial. It is about keeping her sister alive, guarding truths that cannot be spoken, and making certain no one looks closely enough to realise how much she already knows. Especially Xaden Riorson. He has every reason to hate her name, every reason to distrust her motives, and far too much power to ignore. To Xaden, Lilia should be easy to understand: the general's daughter, a trained rider, and another Sorrengail standing on the wrong side of an old war. Little does he know, Lilia has a few carefully guarded secrets of her own. At Basgiath, dragons judge more than strength. Enemies are not always who they appear to be. And some truths are dangerous enough to change everything. The closer Lilia gets to Xaden, the harder it becomes to tell whether he is the greatest threat to her secrets - or the only person who might understand why she keeps them.

"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

Before they became legends, they were children. Xaden Riorson and Iskra Eagledare grew up side by side beneath the mountains of Tyrrendor - best friends, partners in trouble, and the first person the other always looked for in a crowded room. Then the world ended. When the rebellion falls, and their parents are executed before their eyes, an entire generation of children is forced to inherit a war they never asked for. Branded by dragonfire and marked by loss, they must learn to survive in a kingdom determined to break them. But some things refuse to die. Not loyalty. Not hope. And not the bond between two people who chose each other long before they understood what love was. From childhood promises and stolen moments to rebellion, war, and destiny, this is the story of the generation that came before the revolution - and the love that survived it. Because the rebellion didn't die with their parents. It lived on in their children.

In Basgiath war college not all power announces itself. Some waits, unseen, testing, observing, shaping the world through quiet currents and careful minds. She is one such force, and no one yet realizes how dangerous she truly is. SLOWBURN WITH MORALLY GREY CHARACTER. OCxXaden Riorson

Mara Riorson is the younger sister Navarre tried to erase. Separated from Xaden after the rebellion, Mara was sent to Veyrhold, where she was watched, studied, and treated like a weapon waiting to happen. Years later, she enters Basgiath War College with a dangerous name. Xaden wants to protect her. Navarre wants to control her. Mara wants answers. And if they feared what the Riorsons could become together, they should have never let Mara survive alone.

Vesper Sitara was raised to be a legacy. Daughter of two infamous Tyrrish assassins, she arrives at Basgiath War College with one goal: to make her parents proud and ensure their name is never forgotten. While others fight to survive the Riders Quadrant, Vesper intends to conquer it-blade, bone, and fire. Placed under the command of Xaden Riorson, the ruthless wingleader tasked with keeping the marked ones alive, Vesper quickly becomes a problem he can't control. He demands restraint. She was raised for rebellion. Every clash between them burns sharper than the last-and no matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to stay away from him, even when she knows exactly how dangerous that is. As her first year unfolds, Vesper gains power: a dragon as savage as she is, and a place in a quiet rebellion growing beneath Navarre's rule. But chasing her parents' legacy means stepping deeper into blood, secrets, and a war that is far from over. Vesper Sitara didn't come to Basgiath to survive. She came to become a legend-even if it kills her.

Calista Tauri was never meant to be a rider. As the King of Navarre's daughter, her place was at court - smiling, silent, and strategically valuable. But Cal knows the truth about the venin, and she refuses to let her father keep the kingdom blind. So she gives him a choice: Let her enter the Riders Quadrant... Or she exposes everything. Sent to Basgiath in what her father believes is a death sentence, Cal must survive dragons, deadly politics, and the ruthless wingleader who watches her like she's a threat instead of a princess. Xaden Riorson has every reason to hate the crown. He didn't expect to fall for it. #1 XadenRiorson out of 543 3/12/26 #2 Rebellion out of 11.2k!!!!! 3/12/26 #1 RebeccaYarros out of 126 3/12/26 All rights reserved to Rebecca Yarros besides my own OCs and any new plots/etc.

Being a Melgren is a curse dressed as a legacy. Seraphina Melgren carries her father's name like armor, forged in blood, discipline, and unyielding expectation. She was trained to strike before weakness appears, to move like shadow, to survive when others fall. But Basgaith War College spares no one. Its halls are alive with danger, betrayal, and the restless defiance of the rebellion kids-cadets who bend every rule and challenge every law. Every glance could hide an enemy. Every step could trigger a trap. Loyalty is fleeting. Power is everything. And failure is not an option. Surrounded by rivals and secrets that refuse to stay buried, Seraphina must fight, deceive, and outsmart anyone who stands in her way. Because at Basgaith, only the strongest survive-and even a Melgren can fall.