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. (technically March 24, 2024 bc thats when I started writing it) Finished:

Freya Sorrengail. The halfblood. Born different than her siblings she always stood out. Whether it was appearance or how she acted. When she gets thrown in the riders quadrant all she wants is to please her mother. But shes different. Everyone knows that. What happens when she meets Xaden Riorson? What happens when her difference makes her the one to kill?

Vivian Sorrengail was forged for war - sharpened by cruelty, tempered in blood. Her destiny was written in the clash of swords and the blood that stains her hands, a legacy of obedience wrapped in violence. But prophecy doesn't bow to kings, and fate doesn't care for loyalty. When ancient powers stir and enemies bleed from the shadows, Vivian will have to decide what kind of monster they turned her into - and whether she'll burn their kingdom down before it can bury her first. ⸻ "You are a weapon, a servant of Navarre." "I am whoever I choose to be. A monster or savior. A damn reckoning. You're going to regret ever crossing me."

Amelia Tauri, the only daughter of King Tauri, has never desired the weight of the crown. Known for her icy beauty and ruthless demeanor, she is every bit as cold as her father. When her older brother died, she didn't shed a tear; when watching the rebels execution, she stood head high and smiled. Beneath her composed exterior, Amelia is sharp, intelligent, and deeply aware of the secrets her father keeps from her. She knows there are more rebels hidden in the shadows, and she is determined to uncover the truth and fight for her people. Since she was little people underestimate her, now was her chance to prove them wrong. Falling in love with Garrick Tavis? That was never part of the plan. And neither was dying. Spoilers of all three books! #Sassy female main character #Garrick Tavis x Tauri Oc

If you learn too much information, even your father will want to get rid of you. It is said that the Rider quadrant is the worst and deadliest. Well, Evie goes there with five years of training for the Healer quadrant and a determination to defy her father's expectations and survive. She will be independent and uncontrollable. Her determination naturally catches the attention of Wingleader, who dislikes surprises and people whose next moves he can't predict. Evie has already decided which side of the war she will be on, she does not yet have all the information and it is only a matter of time before she accidentally learns more things that can greatly affect her decision. ... I announce in advance that not everything is according to the truth. There are several characters in the story that I made up and I claim the rights to them. Otherwise, all characters belong to Rebecca Yarros. NOTICE - vulgarisms - violence - also death I am sorry, English is not my first language, so expect some mistakes, maybe typos.

Surviving the Riders Quadrant is hard enough, but surviving it while keeping a massive secret? That's just plain reckless. Nyx Greycastle-well, that's the name she's using-has spent her life surrounded by dragons, but pretending to be just another first-year cadet at Basgiath War College is proving more difficult than she expected. Between sadistic instructors, bloodthirsty rivals, and an annoyingly handsome wingleader who keeps looking at her like he knows something, staying under the radar is impossible. Oh, and there's also the minor issue of not dying before Threshing. With secrets, enemies, and an ever-growing number of dumb decisions piling up, Nyx is in for the deadliest three years of her life. But if she wants to claim a dragon-and live long enough to turn the tide of a secret war-she'll have to prove she's more than just a name. Because in the Riders Quadrant, survival isn't guaranteed. It's earned. Updated on AO3 first under the same name. I do not own the characters, only Aelin Tauri/ Nyx Greycastle, please let me know if you are enjoying

"One shrill scream hit my ears and it sounded like the sounds our parents should have made. And I knew in that moment that she just died with our parents" Xaden Riorson x FEM!OC Updates Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday Started: 26 January 2025 Finished:

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, a rider without their dragon is dead. Welcome, to the Fourth Wing. Status: ON HOLD 9/22/25 Samara (REDACTED)-Melgren finds herself entering the Rider's Quadrant at Basgaith War College against her will, after years of preparation from General Melgren, and by years she means only six. Samara doesn't remember the first fourteen years of her life, and found herself waking up from a coma in the hospital. When she joins the riders quadrant, she finds herself immediately infatuated with a third-year rider with a rebellion mark. Someone who should hate her guts, but he doesn't, instead he's just as curious about her as she is about him. Also, Melody Durran swears Samara's name is something different, since she claims to recognize her, but Samara has no idea who she is. FOURTH WING BELONGS TO REBECCA YARROS.

"Why do the men always have the honor to fight in war when women have the power to bring the army down to there knees" A ruthless man is nothing but a man A ruthless woman is everything a man wishes he could be. What happens if the rebellion didn't die but was just passed down. A Dragon without its rider is a tragedy a rider without their dragon is dead...... Welcome to Forth Wing This story is based off of Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

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.