I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture. *No Toxic Relationship. No ex-crush/lover/fiance/wife. The male lead is the uncle of the child in this book, he's not a manwhore. There are no trust issues. * Impressive Ranking: #8 in love among 2.31M on 09/04/22 ©2021 ankitawrites_Xx CC: @YT_BookAwards_Covers

'Love is the most dangerous betrayal of all.' Aria was one of the First Riders - the girl who siphoned the power of gods, who forged the wards with her own blood and who was betrayed by dragons and chained beneath the stone for centuries. Now she is free and the world will bleed for what it has done to her. Xaden Riorson was sent to kill her. To infiltrate her city, learn her secrets and put an end to the godless queen who threatens Navarre. But every step closer only drags him deeper into her orbit - into her ruin. She is fire wrapped in flesh, a weapon carved from grief and the most dangerous temptation he has ever faced. Enemies by oath. Bound by darkness. Their desire is a blade at both their throats. And when the world begins to fracture, the deadliest choice of all is how much of the world they are willing to tear apart in the ultimate betrayal. A villain OC / Venin Xaden. The story begins Post Onyx Storm. *Under revision April 2026.

Every morning, Serenity shows up to the office before anyone else - including Ezra Langford, her infamously cold, calculating, and annoyingly attractive boss. She brings him coffee, not because he asks, but because she wants to - always with a handwritten quote on the cup, something cheesy, optimistic, and completely not his style. Or so she thinks. Because while Ezra never says thank you, never even cracks a smile... he's kept every single cup lid with her notes. Hidden in the bottom drawer of his desk, they're the only bright spot in his otherwise grayscale life. But when Serenity's warmth starts to get under his skin - and into his heart - he'll have to decide if he's brave enough to step out of hiding and tell her the truth: She's not just his coffee girl. She's the only reason he still believes in good things. »»-------¤-------«« "So, uh... any regrets on the merger yet?" "Only that Chase ordered shrimp from that place on 8th again." I laugh, too hard and too quickly. "You didn't like it?" "It tastes like regret." I grin. "That's what he said about your budgeting spreadsheet." Ezra's mouth twitches. Not a smile, not really. But close. I should say something professional. Something normal. Instead- "Do you really read them?" I ask softly. He looks up. "The quotes," I clarify, nervous now. "Do you actually read them, or... just collect them?" His eyes hold mine. There's no teasing in them. No cold, hard CEO mask. "I read them," he says. »»-------¤-------«« Word Count: 26, 074

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)

Revolution runs in Alexandra Riorson's blood. It beats in her heart, burns in her lungs, and hums through every strike she throws. When she enters Basgiath War College, she does so with a clear-cut plan: protect her brother, Xaden Riorson, from his own relentless sense of responsibility; protect the friends and family Navarre once tried to destroy; survive long enough to return to Aretia. And when the time finally comes, take back Tyrrendor. But starting a Revolution is one thing. Surviving it is another. ~ Fourth Wing Prequel ~

𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄, 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 during her second year as a rider at basgiath war college, rhysa mairi is forced to continue playing the role as an aetos, carefully concealing the broken fragments of her memory that have resurfaced while also operating under the hidden rebellion in aretia, led by brennan sorrengail. after uncovering a massive conspiracy about the venin threat, she is forced to work alongside a man she was in love with, but couldn't trust ( including other rebels ). xaden riorson was aware of the memory wipe, but didn't reveal it to her. lying to her about the venin threat was one thing, but this was something else entirely. together - they must find a way to power the wards. they search for ancient journals rumored to hold the secret, but it proves to be more challenging than one thought due to a hostile vice commandment and being targeted relentlessly. with assassins lurking, loyalty constantly tested, the unknown extent of her powers, and enemies hiding in plain sight, rhysa is forced to harden and make decisions that don't come lightly. the line between survival and rebellion begins to blur and the lies holding navarre together starts to crack under the weight of the truth. iron flame, part one xaden riorson x oc started. january 1st, 2026 finished. n/a cover by, @-moonsdxst

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

Catalina is a dragon rider at Basgiath War College. On her third and final year, she climbed the rank as the Wing Leader of the Second Wing. Despite her gentle and humble nature, Catalina is one of the deadliest and powerful riders of her generation. The Kozivar family is a private one, although it is not a hidden fact that she had an understanding with the eldest Sorrengail child. Catalina Kozivar, the lover of Brennan Sorrengail. During her third and final year, she finds herself under the same wing as her - now dead - lover's youngest sister, Violet. Until Xaden Riorson pulls a card he had on her for quite a while and transfers her second squad to his wing. Catalina adored Violet, loves her, and she's willing to do what she can to help her little sister and protect her in stead of her lover. "Fly...or die."

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

Heyy so there WILL be spoilers for Fourth wing, Iron flame and Onyx storm so if you haven't read them, I wouldn't recommend reading this quite yet! but of course, come back when you're finished. This is set a year before violet shows up (yes, I will go that far into the story, and she will still be in the story) During the Aretia Battle right before the execution of Tyrish rebellion, Fen Riorson and a bunch of other members of the rebellion flew to the kingdom of Vaelryn (Who were allies to Navarre) and burnt the city to ash leaving nothing left, except.... Arabella D'Amore is the princess and 7th heir to the Vaelryn throne. King Solias and Queen Casara lived in the public eye and were known for being 'perfect'. They had a perfect government, 'perfect' marriage and 'perfect' kids. But only very few knew what actually happened in that castle for they were anything but perfect, but they sure tried. If a single kid twitched or faltered their smile, they would get a major punishment such as a whip to the back or a beating till you would bleed. Arabella being the youngest or the 'runt' in the family she would get picked on or beaten by her siblings and parents the most. Her oldest brother/heir to the throne was her savior. He would teach her how to fight and ward off her siblings whenever he could. After the kingdom was sent in flames Arabella somehow was left by Fen Riorson and was finally rid of her cruel family... but her brother who she watched get scorched by Fen Riorsons dragon was the only person she loved. He was gone and she had nowhere to go so off into the streets of Navarre she went where she learned to kill and steal and train. She saw conscription day forms and signed up as Marlena Iverson where she meets Bodhi Durran who teaches her to face her past so that she can finally love again.