In a place where no one can trust, she really can't trust anyone. no one knows who she truly is and if they find out she will be dead. After being alone for five years Artemisia finally joins Basgiath war school with getting a dragon and revenge on her mind but who knows what will happen inside those evil walls...... She's wild. She's strong . SHES MADE OF CHAOS. XADEN RIORSON X FEMALE OC. Fanfic rights belong to me. Fourth Wing, Iron Flame, and Onyx Storm belong to Rebecca Yarros. All Rights Reserved

ETHEREAL SKIES. ❪ xaden riorson ❫ ❛ you have a place in my heart no one else could ever have ❜ ❪ the empryean ❫ ❪ pre fourth wing - iron flame ❫ ❪ book one in the wings of mind and soul saga ❫ ©Cherxe ©Rebecca Yarros

Katrina Rosen is in her third year at Basgiath War college. Forced into the Riders Quadrant because of who her parents were, she's braved the Parapet, Threshing, and the assassination attempts on her life because of the Relic that swirls around her arm. She's had her 2 best friends, Garrick and Xaden by her side the entire time, but while everyone seems to always be looking at Xaden, Katrina's eyes have always lingered on Garrick. He's the only one who's ever seen her cry, the one she always hugs a little tighter than everyone else, and the one of two people outside of leadership that knows about her classified signet. The only thing keeping her from making a move is her friendship with him and her desire not to mess it up. Garrick Tavis is also in his third year at Basgiath. Like Katrina, he's had both her and Xaden by his side. The relics that swirl around their arms and their powerful signets have made the trio a prime target at the war college. While he's close to both Xaden and Katrina, it's always been Katrina, who he calls Kate, that he's turned to first when he's overwhelmed. Kate has always been his safe haven and he doubts the she even knows that. As time goes on while they're in Basgiath, Garrick has started noticing how his stomach flutters whenever Kate walks into a room and the way that his breathing becomes shaky whenever she gives him one of her extra tight hugs. He doesn't know when these feelings for his purple haired best friend started to develop, but he's convinced that she doesn't feel the same way. Garrick Tavis x OC

SIGNED TAKE CARE, BE WELL, WREN TRELAWNY " i'll be home just at any old time. the grave and the garden won't be satisfied until your name's next to mine... " fourth wing garrick tavis x oc

⋆ guilty as sin ⋆ 'what if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh, only in my mind?'. in which a temperamental boy meets an even more temperamental girl as they navigate an impending war, their mated dragons... and their hatred for one another. (fourth wing - iron flame - onyx storm - ??) (garrick!tavis! x fem!oc!) (liam!mairi! subplot) (-futurenostalgias 2025 ©)

Clary Fairchild was to be protected by Mayla Stonehart. Years of hiding her true identity made Mayla live in fear every day and look over her shoulder at every turn. To avoid being found by the Circle. The young redhead gets thrown back into the Shadow World when she finds Clary bumping into a tatted blonde outside a club on the day of the girl's 18th birthday. Meeting new friends and using all the skills she was taught. She saw the opportunity to do something good. When the world, she thought she loved, starts to move too fast, she falls behind. Leaving her to drown in shit she could never understand. All of her childhood was spent being lied to, manipulated, and controlled, so when her past comes back to haunt her, all she wants is answers to a list of questions that only grew with each step she took in her new life. Shadowhunters | Season One Alec Lightwood x female OC Exetremely unedited (You've been warned.) I do not own the Shadowhunters series. I only own Mayla's character and storyline. All rights to Cassandra Clare and the amazing people who brought us such an incerdible show.

Isla Sorrengail has spent her life surviving in the shadows, sharpening her instincts like a blade. But Basgiath War College is not the kind of battlefield she was trained for. Here, brute strength means little without a dragon willing to bond, and power is earned through blood and strategy. No one knew she existed before she arrived-not the cadets glaring at her back, not the instructors watching her every move, not even the sister who should have known. But Isla is not here to make friends. She is here to claim what was stolen from her-her name, her family, her place in the world. But Basgiath is built to break the weak. And Isla? She has no intention of breaking. Even when rivals seek revenge. Even when her own past hunts her down. Even when the wingleader with shadows in his eyes-Xaden Riorson-watches her like he's trying to unravel her secrets. She will not falter. She will not kneel. She will not lose. Because Isla Sorrengail has already lost everything once. And she refuses to do it again.

Delaine Storvey, daughter of General Storvey, the man who oversaw the execution of the parents of the marked ones, enters the riders quadrant in the hopes of uncovering the truth about the rebellion from years ago. But what happens when a certain dark haired male who supposedly hates her gets in her way? Xaden Riorson x OC I do not own fourth wing or iron flame, all of the characters are not mine except from Delaine Storvey, Alex Storvey and Zaldon Storvey. Warning ⚠️ contains foul language, sexual jokes, some smut, some gore, fluff, and some more.

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead. - Article One, Section One, The Dragon Rider's Codex "Anyone else feel like changing their mind?" Xaden shouts, scanning the remaining rows of cadets with the same shrewd gaze of the navy-blue dragon behind him. "No? Excellent. Roughly half of you will be dead by this time next summer." The formation is silent except for a few untimely sobs from my left. "A third of you again the year after that, and the same your last year. No one cares who your mommy or daddy is here. Even King Tauri's second son died during his Threshing. So tell me again: Do you feel invincible now that you've made it into the Rider's Quadrant? Untouchable? Elite?" No one cheers. Another blast of heat rushes - this time directly at my face - and every muscle in my body clenches, preparing for incineration. But it's not flames... just steam, and it blows back Rhiannon's braid as the dragons finish their simultaneous exhale. The breeches on the first-year ahead of me darken, the color spreading down his legs. They want us scared. Mission accomplished. "Because you're not untouchable or special to them." Xaden points toward the navy dragon and leans forward slightly, like he's letting us in on a secret as we lock eyes. "To them, you're just the prey." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Whose that?" "Rhae Sorrengail, the forgotten daughter. She's Violet's twin, they're nothing alike though. Violet is the calm before a storm, and Rhae is the hurricane. The anger and stubbornness of that woman are insane." "God forbid she and Xaden stay in the same room for too long. Someone would likely end up dead." Started: June 5, 2025. (technically March 24, 2024 bc thats when I started writing it) Finished:

Xanthe Sorrengail has always known exactly where she belongs-on the back of a dragon. Unlike her twin, Violet, who was forced into the Riders Quadrant, Xanthe has spent her entire life preparing for Basgiath. She was born to be a rider. But there's one problem: she's a marked one. At ten years old, she met Xaden Riorson. At ten, she fell in love. And at eleven a half, she got disowned, and at fourteen she lost everything. When her mother discovered her and Xaden's relationship, she was disowned and cast out, forced to take refuge with the Riorson family. But when the rebellion fell, she was branded a traitor and forced back into her mother's cold, unforgiving grasp. Now, at twenty, she and Violet are being shoved into Basgiath, where enemies lurk around every corner and survival is never guaranteed. Xanthe is determined to prove she belongs, to claim her place among the riders-even if it means facing the boy who still holds her heart. Because love, like dragons, is never easily tamed. ☆☆☆ Posting schedule : randomly through the week beacause of school (usually weeknds) STARTED - 29.3.2025. FINISHED - FOURTH WING (Act one) - FINISHED - 27.4.2025. IRON FLAME (Act two) - ONGOING