Genevieve Mairi is the human version of a golden retriever. Fiercely loyal, protective, loving, and energetic Geneieve is kind of the total package in his eyes. Ridoc Gamlyn just can't get enough of her golden locks, he could get lost in her ocean eyes. Genevieve thinks he's just another flirty guy, but something in her gut tells her that maybe everything isn't as it seems.

Eleanor "Len" Lennox is a survivor. Scarred, feral, and feared by all, she thrives in the chaos of Basgiath War College. When she bonds with Noxarathian-an ancient, deadly white dragon known for killing his riders-Len becomes something extraordinary. Together, they wield Shadowfire, a destructive power capable of annihilating the Venin threatening Navarre. But beneath her terrifying reputation lies a fractured soul. Len keeps her scars, her pain, and her dark past hidden, even from her closest friends, Xaden Riorson and Bodhi Durran. The only person who dares to break through her walls is Garrick Tavis, the one man who might teach her what it means to love-and to heal. As rebellion brews and the Venin's power grows, Len must embrace the shadows within her. Because saving the people she loves might demand the ultimate sacrifice.

In a world ruled by dragons and sharpened by war, Veronica Dawson was never meant to be anything more than a shadow in someone else's story. Thrown into the brutal halls of Basgiath War College, a place she's only ever read about, Veronica knows the rules: survive, stay quiet, and don't change the plot. After all, she already knows how it ends. But nothing goes as planned when she crosses paths with Xaden Riorson-lethal, unreadable, and far more dangerous than the pages ever described. His piercing gaze sees too much. And worse, he starts asking questions no one should. Surrounded by dragons, haunted by secrets that were never hers to carry, and hunted by a fate she thought she could avoid, Verena walks the knife-edge between knowledge and exposure. Because the truth is, she doesn't belong here. But the longer she stays, the harder it becomes to pull away. And if the world she's trapped in begins to unravel... It might not be because of what she knows... But because of who she's becoming. A Fourth Wing fanfic Xaden x Female OC

𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, Andromeda Delacroix was born to break, forged in war's relentless fire, and molded into a weapon bound to serve. A dragon rider scarred by the love she could not save and the ghosts that cling to her, she wears loyalty like a noose, sharpens secrets into daggers, and twists love into a blade that carves through her own heart. She survived off the idea that one day, one day her rage would be witnessed by those who poisoned her with it in the first place. But as power whispers her name and the boundary between ally and enemy fades to ash, she must decide: command the fire, or let it devour her soul. 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒? [OC / BRENNAN SORRENGAIL] [FOURTH WING - ] [COVER: @strtdusty]

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

There is no such thing as gentle love when it comes from the divine. No tenderness when forged in eternity, no patience when carved from power. A god does not love as mortals do. They do not pine. They claim. And once they do, they never let go. So imagine, if you will, what happens when three gods fall for the same soul. Not a whisper of affection, but obsession, forged in immortal jealousy and sharpened over centuries of denial. Not desire that fades, but one that festers, twisting into something too wild to be holy.

She never meant to become a Rider. But when dragons choose sides and secrets ignite, Elaenor Cardulo finds herself caught between duty, rebellion-and the boy with fire in his eyes who was never supposed to notice her. At Basgiath, love is a risk. And falling for him might just cost her everything. Dain Aetos x OC Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own character and storyline.

Xaden Riorson x Elora Sorrengail (OC) Elora is violets older sister, who contains more power than anyone on the face of Navarre and Poromiel #2 in Violet Sorrengail - 28/11/24 #1 in Tairn - 26/11/24 #2 in Rebecca Yarros - 29/11/24 #3 in iron flame - 26/11/24 #1 in elegance - 26/01/25 #1 in Adarna - 26/11/24 #1 in Garrick travis - 26/04/25 #1 in Riorson - 08/12/24 #3 in ridoc 26/04/25 #3 in Rhiannon 26/04/25

For centuries, the Kingdoms of Tharondar and Eryndral stood divided, their borders sealed by ancient wards meant to protect them from the Blight-a disease that twisted dragons and riders into madness. But peace has been fragile, and now, the Blight threatens to rise again. Astrid, the crowned Queen of Eryndral, has lost everything-her family, her home, and her kingdom. When the Blight invades her lands, she must unite with Kael, the cold and ruthless King of Tharondar, the only man who can help her strengthen the ancient wards. Together, they must face the darkness that seeks to consume them, while their shared past threatens to tear them apart. Trust is a dangerous gamble, but survival may depend on it.

*CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN* A princess and a soldier. Who would have thought? All characters except for my own belong to Rebecca Yarros