Eleanor was never meant to survive this long. But now that she has-she's not sure who she is anymore. The war has reached a breaking point. Navarre is crumbling from the inside out, tangled in bloodshed, backroom politics, and betrayals disguised as strategy. Len was forged for battle, trained to kill-but nothing prepared her for this kind of war. The kind where words are as sharp as blades, and allies might be enemies in disguise. As time runs out, Len finds herself walking a path her mother once warned her about. The lines between hero and monster are blurring. The darkness inside her-once caged-is waking, hungering, changing her. With Nox at her back, and Garrick at her side, Len is a weapon ready to be unleashed. But love is no longer her anchor-it's her weak point. And in this war, weakness is fatal. As gods reach down and monsters rise up, Len must choose who she's willing to become to survive. A savior? A destroyer? Or something far, far worse. Because the phoenix doesn't rise to save the world. She rises to remake it.

Odette Veyrane was raised to be a perfect pawn-beautiful, obedient, and betrothed to Prince Alic Tauri. But her heart never belonged to him. It belonged to his younger brother, Camlaen-the boy who made her feel seen, and the one who vanished when she needed him most. Years later, she's forced into Basgiath War College for refusing another crown. She expects blood and fire. She doesn't expect him. Camlaen is here, hiding under a new name. A Rider now. A stranger with the same green eyes. They were torn apart by duty. Now they're bound by dragons-and a bond they can't outrun.

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.

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." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who is 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. Finished:

𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧. She is destined for the rider's quadrant with all odds stacked against her. Pandora's joints and muscles are weaker than others, and she's never fought a day in her life. All she has are her skills as a medic, which won't be useful if she dies. There is no chance she makes it out alive. . .that is, until she meets a boy who is not what he seems. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙘 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧. The runaway prince is at Basgiath under a new name, determined to forge his own destiny. He's through standing by while his own kingdom slaughters civilians to keep their secrets. With years of training and an iron will behind him, Aaric is ready for whatever Basgiath might throw at him. . .except for her. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧. But Pandora and Aaric need each other if they want to survive past threshing, especially when danger looms much closer than they think.

𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨. The prophecy has been set in motion, and the Aretian wards are failing. Kira refuses to lose her home again, so she must travel far beyond the wards in search of allies─and most importantly, a cure. The odds are stacked against them in every way possible, but Kira is determined to succeed. She will not lose another person to this war. Kira's journey will test her in every way as she clashes with destiny in an attempt to forge her own fate. But how far is she willing to go for the people she loves─and how far are they willing to go for her? Can she fight the prophecy or will it bind her just as it did to those that came before? After all, when fate calls, all must answer. BOOK THREE - BORN OF BLOOD SERIES

𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨. Kira is entering her second year, and things just got a whole lot more deadly. The aftermath of the War Games has left several eyes on Kira, watching her every move. Questions of her and the others' loyalty threaten everything they've been building in Aretia, and Kira is determined to protect her home. It doesn't help that Kira and Garrick's dragons have entered a mating bond at a rather inconvenient time. Along with this, the new vice commandant seems hell bent on proving Kira's disloyalty to Navarre. Kira refuses to falter; She's a Riorson, after all. But it might take more than just her swords to make it through her second year alive. BOOK TWO - BORN OF BLOOD SERIES

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.

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.

In a world where power is earned through blood and fire, Thalia Veyne was never meant to survive. She had spent the last few years of her life hated for the sins of her parents. The relic etched into her skin is a constant reminder of how people viewed her, a traitor. Now she was off to what was meant to be a death sentence for most, Basgaith War College. But the deadliest danger of all is the one who she never saw coming: Xaden Riorson. He is the Rebellion's heir, a warrior forged in war, a man with shadows at his command. And from the moment they cross blades, they are drawn together. The deeper she falls, the more she realizes: some battles aren't fought with daggers and dragons. Some are waged within the heart. In a war where making the wrong decision means death, love may be the most dangerous weapon of all.