"C'mon Travesty." "Is that why you gave me that name? Am I absurd and distorted?" Three hundred years of riders. The Valkorin bloodline, renowned for boundless courage and valour, have always been assets to their wings as riders. Tierney learned not to fear death, nor the god of death who only takes what she prizes and never returns. As a Valkorin, honour and pride come before fear. However, while she does not fear for herself, she is terrified for the lives of her loved ones. Grief haunts her, a name she can never see the face of again, a constant reminder of her loss and her weakness. The Rider's Quadrant, where her brother was murdered, will she survive? He knew her, before he even saw her. His description is accurate to the point it's terrifying. Tierney, even without his description, Bodhi knew who she was, her wandering eyes, her walk, her beliefs-each detail resembles the man who saw his face before his relic. A single promise leads him to leap off a cliff, seeking to become boundless and see her once more, his Travesty. "Oh, how dangerous it is to love someone so." "Don't make me think of you with someone else, Tierney, I can't take it, not when we're like this." travesty /ˈtravɪsti/ noun a false, absurd, or distorted representation of something.

Illena Draekar had no idea why she applied to be a dragon rider. She had her reasons, of course. But her reasons were a secret, and Illena was so full of them that she didn't know anymore what was a secret and what was just a fact. She had a plan, that was a fact. But the plan itself was a secret. The war was getting worse, that was a fact, and was also a fact that Illena was the one to blame for that. Which war? That was a secret. Why she was the one to blame? Also a secret. Why she had so many secrets and so many facts? Well, that's a secret. But I'll give you a fact: she thinks it's time to fight. And what better place to begin than Basgiath? The marked ones were there. The dragons were there, the professors, the weapons, the lies, the reasons, they were all there. The only thing she did not expect to be there was love. But love was for children, and Garrick surely wasn't one. Illena may have fallen in love with him, anyway. But that was a secret as well. And also a fact. (This is a Fourth Wing fanfiction, the characters and the story belongs to Rebecca Yarros, only the main character, Illena, is original)

a dragon without its rider is a tragedy. a rider without his dragon is death. fourth wing liam mairi x female oc

Wren never expected her life to change the moment she set foot in the Riders Quadrant at Basgiath War College. But everything shifted when she met Liam Mairi. Loving him was effortless, bright, and full of promise. Losing him was shattering. His death left Wren broken in ways even her powerful dragon, Ryuu, couldn't mend. Grief made her question everything-her strength, her future, even her place among her friends. Ridoc's reckless jokes, Violet's fierce loyalty, and Rhiannon's steady hand are the only things keeping her tethered to a world that feels dimmer without Liam in it. But when Ryuu, her Red Swordtail Dragon, chooses a mate, Wren finds herself bound to another in a way neither of them expected. Their bond is raw and undeniable, forged in fire and loss. Yet letting herself feel something new feels like a betrayal of Liam's memory. Now Wren must decide if love after loss can be just as fierce, and if her heart has the courage to beat again.

Wisteria Colland has prepared her entire life for the Rider's Quadrant. Why would you go into infantry or the scribes when you could have the chance to bond a dragon? But things aren't as simple as Wisteria had hoped when she gets herself tangled up with the marked ones--and finds herself drawn to the handsome Liam Mairi. With a strange dragon that's a one-of-a-kind, a powerful signet no one has ever seen before, and complicated feelings, Wisteria finds that completing her first year at Basgiath War College might not be exactly what she had expected. Liam Mairi x fem oc *This story contains depictions of violence and adult language which may not be suitable for some readers. I am not comfortable writing sex scenes, so do not expect any in this book. There will be mentions of sex and sexual jokes, but nothing beyond that.*

Sariah Eiran crosses the Parapet, gaining entrance to Basgiath War College's riders quadrent.She swore to herself that she'd focus on studying and flying, but a certain blonde haired, rebellion relic doning cadet wants her attention. ... the story follows along the original fourth wing book chapters from the prospective of Sariah(OC).