" 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑗𝑜𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 . . . 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒; 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒; 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟 " the 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 and his 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒 the 𝑖𝑐𝑒 and his 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 to 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 { Main: Xaden ˣ Melgren female OC ˣ Ridoc } { Background Relationships: Violet ˣ Liam, Bodhi ˣ Kaide } { Fourth Wing ~ Iron Flame } { Started: April 20th, 2025 } { Edited: tbd } { Status: ongoing } { Finished: tbd } { Cover by me }

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.

They say every pair of siblings has a leader, and an executioner. Xaden was born to lead, and Gracie never planned on being named the Dutchess of Tyrrendor. Once, she would laugh too loudly. Once, she believed kindness wasn't a weakness. She raced through the forests of Aretia with her brother and their friends, collecting bruises instead of scars, convinced the world was worth saving. Then the rebellion failed. Her father was executed. And the girl who smiled was buried alongside him. Now, Gracie Riorson is Basgaith's most unpredictable second year rider - a warrior as feared for her temper as she is respected for her loyalty. Bonded to one of the largest and most destructive white scaled dragons in recorded history, she has become the weapon Navarre created when it tried to destroy her family. As Violet Sorrengail enters the Riders Quadrant, Gracie is already fighting a different war - one of vengeance, survival and impossible choices. Caught between the kingdom who orphaned her, he brother who carries a revolution on his shoulder, and the ghosts that refuse to let her forget who she used to be, Gracie must decide whether she's destined to be the monster everyone expects... Or where the girl she buried all those years ago is worth saving. Garrick X FemOC Notice: I do not own fourth wing, or any of the characters other than Gracie and Vaerith. I will loosely follow the events of fourth wing but from the perspective of my OC and her experiences through the events.

Moonflowers only bloom at night. When Ipomeia Edevane leaves her mountain village to join Basgiath War College's Healer Quadrant, she expects difficult examinations, endless hours of study, and the daunting responsibility that comes with learning to save lives. She does not expect Garrick Tavis. As war looms beyond Basgiath's walls and wounded riders continue to find their way to her treatment table, Ipomeia discovers that healing is rarely as simple as stitching flesh back together. Some wounds linger beneath the skin. And some stories have a way of becoming real. Garrick Tavis x Female OC All rights to The Empyrean Series belong to Rebecca Yarros. I only own my original characters and storyline additions.

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 with 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 try to update every saturday Thank you for reading Cover made with AI

"Plis its basic knowledge. How dumb can you be. OH, and stay away. I have Jack-repellent" A story of how a human from earth appears in the middle of the sparring matches on the side of a mat. How will she navigate in a world and environment where she if a situation goes side ways teres a strong likelihood you'll die. It doesn't help ether that she is 15 years old I just want to warn that I have dyslexia, I speak 2 languages at home and only learn english at school so I will make some mistakes. Oh, and sorry for the names, so please use context I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINAL STORY ONLY THE MAIN CHARACTER AND HER FRIENDS FROM THE MODERN WORLD

They say the Riders Quadrant breaks everyone who enters it. They just didn't account for Isabella De Luca. Trained long before Basgiath. Haunted by a past built on secrets and blood. And carrying knowledge she was never meant to survive with. When Isabella enters the Riders Quadrant, she expects war, dragons, and death. What she doesn't expect is him. Fourth Wing is a world built on rules, loyalty, and lies - and Isabella has never been good at following any of them. Her dragon is unlike anything the kingdom has seen. Her blade burns like it remembers her name. And the shadows she commands are beginning to notice her. But something worse is rising beyond the wards. And Isabella was never just meant to survive it. She was meant to change it.

Oleander Sorrengail survived her first year in the Riders Quadrant, but survival came at a cost no one understands. Not her brother, who she thought was dead, only to learn he chose a war over her. Not her twin, who she will always come second to. And certainly not her mother, General Lilith Sorrengail, who has only ever seen her as a disappointment, and a tool to wield. Bonded to a feral dragon, Oleander was never expected to develop a signet. Most assumed she would become another casualty, either of her own magic or of stronger riders. But during the worst moment of her life, her power finally drips out of her. Nightmares made of black ink. Creatures that move like liquid metal. Horrors that react to her every emotion and reflect something dark enough that even her allies begin to question what she is. And Oleander has no idea how to control them. When Basgiath's leadership realizes what she can do, they see more than a rider. They see the ultimate tool. The perfect weapon. And they will stop at nothing until Oleander becomes exactly that. This is an Iron Flame fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

A young girl called Bella dursely, who's Harry Potter's cousin, suddently gats a letter for hogwarts, and her adventure's begin.