The Vaelor name carries weight in Navarre. General Aldric and General Mila Vaelor command respect in the Riders Quadrant, their political and military influence reaching the highest halls of power. What few know is that their loyalty has always walked a quiet line-supporting the rebellion from the shadows, long before the execution of Fen Riorson. Their children grew up in a world of secrets. Summers were spent alongside the marked ones: Imogen, Bodhi, Garrick, Liam, Quinn... and Xaden Riorson, whose name alone is a curse in most of Basgiath. But their childhood was not only with the children of traitors. She and her brothers also ran through the halls of Navarrian estates with Violet Sorrengail, Rhae Varrish, and Dain Aetos-a bridge between two worlds that were never supposed to meet. Now, at twenty, Soren enters the Riders Quadrant. Her parents prepared her for more than one path, but the moment she steps onto the parapet, she knows there is no turning back. Waiting in the chaos is Xaden-squad leader, shadow wielder, and the one person with whom she has always danced an invisible line. Close enough to know his silence. Distant enough to never name what passes between them. As whispers of a coming war grow louder, Soren must navigate a quadrant that would destroy her if it knew where her loyalties truly lie. Her family's hidden support of the rebellion, her friendships with the marked, her unspoken bond with the most dangerous man in Basgiath-all of it threatens to surface. Some marks are written in blood. Others, in shadows.

Long after the events of the Empyrean Series, the legacy of Basgiath continues. Navarre and her neighbors are free from the threats of venin. Or are they? Katlinn Callowick is entering the riders' quadrant as a legacy, following her older sister. Convinced becoming a rider will be her greatest achievement, she plunges into a new era of peril shrouded as peace. Untold of the hardships despite having an active rider sibling, Katlinn discovers becoming a rider will be harder than she thought. Meanwhile, somewhere in the Barrens, something dangerous brews. It'll threaten the entirety of Amaralis, and soon Katlinn will have to stop it. And if she succeeds, there is the matter with the isle kingdoms. A deadly scheme from a treacherous alliance may topple the Continent. It's the Rebirth of something from before she was born. Whether she stops it or not is up to her, because in the end, it can only be defeated by her hand. This story is split into multiple acts. We have ended the first one. #1 in gryphons! The Rebirth is a fanfiction of Fourth Wing taking place in its universe. All concepts belong to Rebecca Yarros and all OCs belong to me, PrototypicalReadere.

She was a goddess of sanctuary. He was carved from shadows and war. Cast out from the heavens for showing mercy , Eirene Solara - Ren to those few she tolerates - is condemned to the one place she hates and sees no point of. The one place that is a death sentance for her - Basgiath War College. Her task is one - if she lets herself be changed in the College, they make her mortal and strip her off her title. But if she doesn't change during the three years, then she can come back to her home. But there's only one problem. Xaden notices her as soon as she steps foot into the Quadrant. Not because she glows. But because she doesn't fight at all. While others claw their way to survival, Ren kneels to heal the wounded. While dragons roar for violence, she falls silent. But in a place where death is the only answer, her defiance could get them both killed - or worse, tempt the gods to finish what they started. --- Posting schedule - two times a week STARTED - 18.7.2025. FINISHED - ACT ONE (FOURTH WING) - ONGOING

What if someone bonded a dragon outside of Basgiath? Raven Riorson, not nearly old enough for the quadrant, loves adventures. With sixteen, she decides to run away from her foster parents and make the best of the years she has, because they didn't train her anyway. Wandering over fields and forests, jumping on wagons and stealing from hotel kitchens, she makes her way across the continent. Little did she know that she was about to encounter a dragon, nonetheless one of the biggest alive. Surprisingly, she didnt get torched, and instead bonded that mighty and rare dragon, flying to the war college. While waiting for judgment, she reunites with her big brother, and meets Liam for the first time. The teachers, not knowing what else to do, make her cross the parapet and put her to join the lessons if she survived. But does she? Will she make it through the year or will she be another name on the death roll? X---x---X Tw: combat, death, blood, cursing, and some more combat included A fourth wing story written by a weird- ass teenager, about a weird- ass teenager X---x---X I didn't create any of the characters except Raven, all rights belong to Rebecca Yarros, except (a few) scenes I've written myself

Basgiath War College is no place for softness. Especially not for love. In a brutal world where dragons choose riders and survival is a matter of strength, Caelia Virellan has already beaten the odds-third-year, bonded to one of the most powerful dragons alive, and deadly enough to earn her respect among the elite. She doesn't flinch. She doesn't falter. And she never lets anyone close. Except maybe him. Xaden Riorson is a marked man-vengeful, sharp-edged, and hiding more than anyone knows. Bound by loyalty, rage, and shadows, he's sworn never to trust the daughter of his father's killer. But when Violet Sorrengail enters the Riders Quadrant, everything shifts-including the armor Xaden keeps around his heart. And through it all, there's Caelia. The one person who sees too much. Knows too much. And stays anyway. As war brews beyond the wards and secrets begin to unravel, Caelia and Xaden find themselves circling the one truth they can't escape: There are a thousand ways to say "I love you." And sometimes, the quietest ones cut the deepest. One war college. Two powerful dragons. Ninety-nine unspoken confessions. Slow burn. Sharp tongues. Softer hearts. And a love that was never supposed to happen.

In Basgiath war college not all power announces itself. Some waits, unseen, testing, observing, shaping the world through quiet currents and careful minds. She is one such force, and no one yet realizes how dangerous she truly is. SLOWBURN WITH MORALLY GREY CHARACTER. OCxXaden Riorson

The fourth wing fanfiction: the story of Mallory Riorson the little sitter of the famous Xaden Riorson. When I was a little girl I was hoping to going the Healer Quadrant. Now being the dauther of the great betrayer, I don't have that chose, I have to joind the Ridre Quadrant like every marked kid, it was the deal, or we will die, not like this college wasn't a death trape.

Aeloria Tauri, the fearless and entitled daughter of King Tauri, is forced to navigate a world where power and betrayal are ever-present. Raised to flaunt her birthright, she harbors a deep hatred for her enemies. As tensions rise within her kingdom and deadly secrets unravel, Aeloria decides to leave the palace and forge her own path. Torn between loyalty to her family and the fire of vengeance that consumes her, she is thrust into a game where every move could mean life or death. Alongside her best friend Ridoc and her childhood friend Violet Sorrengail, Aeloria never thought to fall in love at Basgiath. Especially to a rebel. [ Garrick Tavis x Original Female Character ] [ All Rights Reserved ]

Just about everything is trying to kill Joan Graycastle: the King, the cadets, even some of the Riders Quadrant professors seem out to get her. Her only goal is to stay alive. The longer she's alive, the closer she is to seeing her brother again and the closer she gets to fighting the actual war being waged outside Navarre's borders. The only dragon almost guaranteed to kill her decides to claim her, though, and throws a wrench in all of her plans. "Are you a meal, Josefyne Tauri? Or are you a rider?" - fourth wing x oc

[Currently undergoing very slow updates] Ari Sprawling can't ease the pit in her stomach as she packs her bag for Basgaith War College. In a few hours, she will either be dead, or a rider - neither fate a choice she would make on her own. As she enters the Rider's Quadrant, the last thing on her mind is jeopardizing generations of her family. But, with two other riders in her mind, keeping a secret is easier said than done. [Xaden Riorson x Violet Sorrengail x fem!oc] - first chapter (prologue) is written differently than the rest of the fic, so until I decide what I want to change abt it to make it better (LOL) please at least read through the start of the first real chapter. There's a pov shift and my writing is much more my style. LOL