Michael Stras expected darkness, he expected pain, what he didn't expect was to be sucked into his favorite book series after he jumped. Now, he must not only fight others to stay alive, but also himself. This is a fourth wing fanfiction by Rebecca Yarros!

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 •𝑀𝑎𝑖𝑛: 𝐴𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑛, 𝐴𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑑, 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑎 ˣ 𝑇𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑂𝐶• •𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑: 𝑅ℎ𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑦𝑟𝑎 ˣ 𝐷𝑎𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 & 𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 ˣ 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛• • 𝐻𝑂𝑇𝐷 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑂𝑛𝑒 ~ 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑• • 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑: 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 14ᵗʰ, 2025• •𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑒•

"One Day, In Another Life." is a hauntingly story set between the realms of dream and waking. It explores the quiet ache of longing, yearning , the beauty of connection and the bittersweet weight of timeless love. With a rich emotional depth and a world that feels both real and imagined this story captures the delicate tale between destiny , desire and love where even the Endless are not immune to the pull of what could have been.

Darilynn Riorson has spent her entire life in the shadow of her brother-the infamous rebellion heir, Xaden Riorson. When she turns twenty and is conscripted to Basgiath War College, she knows one truth for certain: the Riders Quadrant doesn't forgive weakness. Armed with a sharp tongue, a few equally chaotic friends, and a rebellious streak to rival her brother's, Darilynn is determined to carve her own legacy-not as someone's sister, but as a rider who earns her place in the sky. But Basgiath is more than a school; it's a crucible of secrets where death waits behind every parapet step and trust is rarer than dragonfire. Then there's him-the hidden crown prince of Navarre, living under a false name. Cold, calculated, and infuriatingly untouchable, he embodies everything Darilynn swore to hate. Their rivalry burns hotter than dragonfire... until battle lines blur and sparks ignite something far more dangerous. As war looms and ancient magic stirs beneath Basgiath's walls, Darilynn must decide what-and who-she's willing to fight for. Because surviving the year might not be enough. Not when the truth could burn down the kingdom... and the one person she can't afford to lose. All rights to Rebecca Yarros, I only own my OC's Fem OC x Male OC

Many stories have been about Violet and Xaden and the others of their squad, but what about Brennan? What was his time at Basgiath War College like? And what if he met someone, someone so special, he was ready to marry her the moment she graduated, so they could live happily together? And what if she found out she was pregnant days after her lover had died in combat? This is the love story of Brennan Sorrengail and Charlotte West. They meet in Brennan's final year at the riders quadrant. At the same time you will also follow Charlotte's life five years later as she tries to raise her daughter alone at the front lines of Navarre while she still carries the grief of her fallen fiance. -- This book has been written after the release of Iron Flame. Information shared in this book might become invalid after the release of Onyx Storm and the other books in the franchise, but I had to work with what I had and my own imagination :)

Alina Valoria once believed in the goodness of the world-believed in friendship, in faith, and in a future filled with warmth and safety. She believed in him too-the boy she was never meant to love, her brother's best friend, the one her heart chose long before she understood the cost. But war has a way of turning belief into ash. When war and tragedy tore her from her family and the boy she loved, Alina learned how merciless the world could be. How a heart can shatter quietly and still be forced to carry on. How someone raised to shine with hope can be remade by grief and survival. She vowed never to depend on anyone but herself again. Entering the Riders Quadrant to honor her family's legacy, Alina expected hardship, loss, and the brutal truth of war. What she didn't expect was to face everything she once mourned as if it had died-alive again, altered by war, and no longer the people she remembers. Time and battle carve new versions of us, and not all of them survive with their humanity intact. Least of all the boy she once loved. Within a kingdom trembling under ancient prophecies and the truth of fables, Alina finds herself caught between duty, faith, and a fate whispered about since before she was born. Here, loyalty can ruin, love can destroy, and belief is a dangerous thing to hold. As the gods turn their gaze back to the mortal world, Alina must decide which pieces of herself she is willing to sacrifice-and what she will fight to protect, even against destiny itself. This is a story of war, faith, and forbidden love-of a girl hardened by fate and a boy forged by loss, bound to a prophecy that could save their world... or end it.

At Basgiath War College, survival is a lesson written in fire and blood. Riders are forged young, burned hard, and most never live to see twenty-five. She was never meant to return-scarred, grounded, her dragon restless in the shadows. But when war closes in and cadets are thrown to the sky like kindling, she's dragged back into the crucible as an instructor. Her job isn't to coddle them. It's to break them before the battlefield does. Yet in a world where loyalty is a blade and secrets outlive vows, trust is the deadliest risk of all. Especially when desire sparks hotter than dragonfire, and enemies may wear the face of the only person you can't bear to lose. Dragons. War. Betrayal. Desire. For every rider, the question isn't if you'll burn- It's what you're willing to burn for.

{male oc × Garrick Tavis} Axel Pov: _Viina_ (chap 1&3)/ obsessionwithdragons (chap 5+) Avrelya Pov: obsessionwithdragons ----------------------------- "Why are you here then?" "Pride, I guess." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -There are many thieves of does, but only one thief of scales, Feathered One.- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I dreamt of a boy, of a lithe build, and with hands prone to heal. His face was blurred, but I had a feeling that he had very pretty eyes, and when I woke up I didn't feel alone for the first time. Or: a healer with bloodied hands and a feathered-tail dragon look at the moon, and wish (Copyright go to Rebecca Yarros)

Some loves are born in sunlight. Others grow in the shadow of war. Astrea Ysoria was supposed to heal, not kill. Her hands were meant for mending bones, not gripping daggers. But war orphans don't get the luxury of choice-and when you're the daughter of the general who signed death warrants for rebels, your gentleness becomes a liability the moment you step foot in the Riders Quadrant. What breaks her isn't the bridge designed to kill soft things like her. It's him. Xaden Riorson. Five years of silence. Five years of pretending they never existed to each other. Five years of learning to hate what they used to love. But some bonds refuse to break, even when they should. Even when loving him is treason. Even when every touch feels like betrayal and every heartbeat whispers enemy. This is what happens when war takes children and forges them into weapons. When the only person who ever saw you as whole is the one person you're supposed to destroy. This is a love story. It's also a war story. Sometimes, those are the same thing.

Collab with the great @renriorson!! 😆 [In Navarre, riders are forged in fire, scribes in ink. Both are bound by loyalty. Both are taught only what the kingdom wants them to know.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have no jar of sweet honey between my arms," I murmured, my voice soft, "No shy lamb trailing innocently behind me. I offer to you, Queen of the Gods, only what I owe as of now: my mind, and my body." A whisper of the night breeze brushed my name on my skin. Arke Tauri. --------------------- [When the scribe's forbidden truths collide with the rider's battlefield loyalties, they uncover secrets that could unravel the fragile balance of Navarre itself. And the more they learn, the more dangerous the lies become.] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ His shadows curl faintly at the edges of the bench, and his eyes catch mine. "Remember, you're not weak. You're not breakable. And you're so much stronger than you think. Don't let them break you, Kaia Draven."