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." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Whose 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:

"A Dragon Without It's Rider Is a Tragedy, A Rider Without Their Dragon Is Dead." 'Veilon' (n.) The Bittersweet beauty in what remains hidden, In secrets never spoken. Aeris Sterling Is The Daughter of General Sterling, General Augustine Melgren's aide. • Aeris was born with a Curse, Hidden by her mother for almost twenty years. What will happen now? The First Person known to ever walk The Parapet on her hands, solely Because General Sterling wanted her daughter to stand out. • • • • |[ Garrick Tavis x Female OC]| !All Characters and Some events and storyline Belong to Rebecca Yarros Other than the Characters and Events I Add!

She never meant to become a Rider. But when dragons choose sides and secrets ignite, Elaenor Cardulo finds herself caught between duty, rebellion-and the boy with fire in his eyes who was never supposed to notice her. At Basgiath, love is a risk. And falling for him might just cost her everything. Dain Aetos x OC Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own character and storyline.

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

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

NOW WITH A BRAND NEW COVER MADE BY THE WONDERFUL WHOKILLEDIVI If you asked most people about Ava Melgren you'd get the same answer. She's a spoilt brat that's unfortunately pretty good at what she does. And that's exactly how she wants to be seen. Exactly how she's carefully crafted herself to be perceived. It's how she has to continue to be perceived if she is to remain alive. Because she has a secret. A secret that could get her, and everyone she commands, killed. She's leading another rebellion. Or as she likes to call it: a revolution. Xaden Riorson's band of smugglers can pack it up because she's not messing around. Bodhi Durran x femOC

She whispered to the darkness and sang to the sun. ---------- If General Augustine Melgren was anything, it was unpredictable. Nobody would have been surprised if he had stayed single forever. He had never shown interest in anything more than sex, but one day, word filtered back to King Tauri that his general had gotten married to a red-headed wisp of a girl from Tyrrendor. The couple returned to the palace in Calldyr, only for the girl to fall pregnant shortly after. Nobody expected the doting husband and father that emerged from the bitter, ice-cold man. Most people thought he would be disappointed when the child was born a girl. But everyone saw how much he adored her. The small red-headed girl, who looked so much like her mother, had somehow managed to wrap the most powerful rider alive around her tiny fingers. This is the story of Lyra Melgren. Daughter of Augustine Melgren, the commanding General of all Navarre's forces, and Kenna Lewellen, a Tyrrish noble. ------ I have rewritten this, so my apologies to anyone who has already read the published parts.

Always a ray of sunshine. Always a fun person to be around. Always happy. Always smiling. Until life turns upside down and everything changes. Everything has to change. She's not allowed to be the same happy person anymore. She's not allowed to be herself. Not if she wants to protect those she loves. - Started 19/8-2025

They couldn't find her, so they erased all traces of her existence. She was never meant to show up again. Never meant to be seen by anyone. But she decided to step out of the shadows, and onto the parapet. - Started: 6/11-2025

Basgiath War College is a hellscape, especially with that swirling relic up my arm. Fourth wing, second squad, flame section is the only way I'm getting through this. He's going to be the death of me. It won't be the dragons, it won't be the challenges, or threshing or the gauntlet. It'll be him. Whether I like it or not. ridoc gamlyn x oc garrick tavis x oc love triangle