Elara Ravelle is the kind of girl who punches first and never bothers asking questions later. Doing it first instead of asking for permission. So what happens when she enters someone else's story? Growing up in a world where loyalty is currency and violence is survival, she's made a living off instinct and grit. So when she wakes up one day in the brutal, magic-fueled world of Fourth Wing, her first reaction isn't fear-it's strategy. Survival. Here, at Basgiath War College, death is part of the curriculum. Dragons choose their riders-or kill the ones they find unworthy. Cadets are trained to become soldiers in a war most won't survive. And Elara? She's not even supposed to exist in this world, let alone thrive in it. But returning home means going back to the streets, to blood-soaked pavement and enemies who don't need magic to end you. So she makes her choice eventually: stay, fight, and figure out how the hell she landed in a fantasy war zone before it eats her alive. One thing's for sure-Elara never plays by the rules. And Basgiath has no idea what it just dragged in.

In a world where dragons choose their riders, the royal Laransser family stands as the most powerful among all kingdoms. Known for raising unique and majestic dragons, their bloodline is recognized by their silvery hair, violet eyes... and fire in their veins. When Leyral Laransser was born-the first daughter in a century-the sky trembled with fire and celebration. Her dragon egg, immense and shimmering in black, purple, and gold, foretold a legendary destiny. From the moment of her birth, she was already bonded to it, and their connection was so strong that her seal granted her four elemental powers: fire, earth, water, and air. At the age of five, she crossed the parapet-the youngest ever to do so. But her official entry into the Dragon Quadrant was postponed until she turned sixteen, by royal decree. Now, Leyral is ready. As heir to the Laransser throne and future queen of Navarre, her path is marked by power, fire... and war. And at the heart of the Quadrant, Xaden Riorson awaits-the rider branded by rebellion, enemy of her bloodline, and perhaps, the only real threat to her destiny. A princess born of fire. Two kingdoms on her shoulders. And a bond that could change everything.

Book 1 of The IronBlood Saga Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, it became a detour. Raina De Luca was forged in blood-the daughter of an Italian mafia don, trained from childhood to survive betrayal, carve power out of fear, and never hesitate. When a rival family puts a bullet in her skull, she expects darkness. What she wakes to is war. Reborn in a land ruled by dragons and deadly magic, Raina is forced into Basgiath War College, where survival is earned one kill at a time. Her instincts make her lethal. Her discipline makes her respected. Her past keeps her dangerous. But nothing about her resurrection is an accident. Her strength is wrong-too natural. Her senses are sharp in ways no human should possess. Her magic, when it stirs, feels ancient... familiar... remembered. And the dragons look at her not with curiosity, but recognition. Whispers follow her through Basgiath-echoes of a life she doesn't remember. A power she once had. A homeland beyond this world entirely. One whose people are older, immortal, and carry starlight in their blood. As Venin rise and war looms, Raina realizes her arrival wasn't fate. It was a mistake. An interruption. A displacement from a world that is calling her back. One ruled by courts. By magic. By a High Lord who has long believed his lost sister died centuries ago. In Navarre, death was mercy. What comes next is the truth she was never meant to forget.

She was born without a wolf. In a world where that meant weakness... she became something far more dangerous. Hailey was never meant to survive. Left at the border as a baby. Raised by warriors instead of family. Fighting for a place in a pack that never truly claimed her. No wolf. No bond. No future written in fate. So she carved her own. Blade by blade. Scar by scar. Battle by battle. She became a protector. A fighter. A weapon. Until the night everything changed. A rogue attack. Blood on her hands. And a bond that should not exist. Because when fate finally finds her... it doesn't come gently. It comes as four. Four Alpha heirs from rival bloodlines. Four wolves bound to the ancient kingdoms of Ice, Forest, Storm, and Desert. Four men powerful enough to rule and dangerous enough to destroy. They feel her before she understands them. They claim her before she can run. And they will not let her go. But Hailey is not the girl they think she is. Because something has been hidden from her. Something buried deep in her blood. Something powerful enough to shift the balance of every pack. A prophecy long forgotten is awakening. One female born of all four ancient lineages. One who will either unite the wolves... or tear them apart. Now the hunt has begun. Enemies are watching. Allies are lying. And the truth about who and what Hailey really is could change everything. But the greatest danger may not be the war rising around her... It may be the bond pulling her closer to four Alphas she doesn't trust and can't resist. She spent her life fighting to survive alone. Now four Alphas are willing to burn the world to claim her. The only question is Will she choose them or destroy them first?

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

A precarious dove spreads its wings only to plummet. Can it ever soar again? or in which A sarcastic, bubbly woman was dealt a tragic hand by the gods, who all stuck around to watch her fate be set in stone. FOURTH WING (IN PROGRESS) IRON FLAME (-) (FW) LIAM MAIRI x (OC) (IF) ??? x (OC) unreliable updates

Nary was left to the dragons as a baby. Quite literally- her parents wrapped her up in a blanket, and left her in the Vale. Nary was raised by the dragons, all until she got found by Fen Riorson. The Riorson's took her in and became her real family. But when everything fell apart, Nary ended up with a rebellion mark and thrown back into her childhood home- the Vale. But when Nary turns 20 she's back at Basgiath, and most importantly, reunited with her husband - Xaden Riorson. ☆☆☆ Posting schedule : randomly through the week beacause I'm on my summer break!

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.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... It may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

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