A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead. And Rose Sorrengail has spent her entire life making sure she will be neither. Born strong where her twin sister Violet was fragile, Rose is a force forged in fire-bold, brutal, and unrelenting. While Violet stumbles unwillingly into the Riders Quadrant, Rose charges forward, determined to carve out her own legend within Basgiath War College. But surviving Conscription Day is just the beginning. In a world where strength is currency and dragons don't bond with the weak, Rose quickly becomes known-for her precision, her ruthlessness... and the trail of blood left in her wake. Her enemies fear her. Her instructors warn about her. And Xaden Riorson-lethal wingleader with shadows in his eyes-can't seem to stay away. With war looming, and a rare power awakening within her, Rose must decide what kind of rider she'll become-and what she's willing to sacrifice to protect what's hers. In Basgiath, only the ruthless survive. And Rose Sorrengail was born to conquer.

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 Chosen One shall come, born of no father, and through him will ultimate balance in the Force be restored." In a galaxy still echoing with the consequences of prophecy, two sworn enemies are pulled into an uneasy alliance-one bound to the light, the other shaped by the dark. Each has been taught what the Chosen One prophecy means... but the Force has been keeping secrets far older and far more dangerous than the Jedi or sith ever realized. As war tightens its grip on the stars, hatred gives way to reluctant trust, and trust begins to blur into something far more forbidden. Drawn together by visions they can't escape and a destiny neither wants, they uncover a truth that cold shatter everything the galaxy believs about balance, fate, and the Force itself. Love was never part of the prophecy. But neither was truth. ~Enemies to lovers. Hidden destinies. A prophecy rewritten.~

In a galaxy shrouded in darkness, my life took an unexpected turn when Emperor Palpatine targeted me-not just as the princess of Naboo but as a pawn in his twisted game. He proposed a marriage to Darth Vader, promising my family power and security. My parents, however, refused his advances, prioritizing my safety over their fears of the Empire. Undeterred, Palpatine orchestrated a kidnapping, transporting me to the fearsome Death Star, where I was to marry Vader, but little did the Emperor know that Anakin Skywalker, the man behind the mask, would develop genuine feelings -feelings he had denied his previous women, all of whom had met tragic ends. . . . - I do not own any of these character - do not repost or translate - explicit content and graphic violence - Darth Vader/ Anakin Skywalker remains fully limbed and unburnt in this story. (Y/N)- 19 (Vader/ Anakin)- 22 This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to an actual person, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental. This work is the intellectual property of mine. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without prior written permission.

"So, you think you can out-flirt me now, don't you?" He asked as his breath tickled your ear. "Think? I'm doing it right now Anakin." You responded emphasizing his name and giving him the most innocent eyes you could manage. You were hoping to get him flustered because you were NOT going to let him win, were you? #1 in clonetroopers #1 in lightsaber ~I don't own any of the star wars characters except for the y/n and a few others that you've never heard of in the movies/books. Also I am promising a happy ending right now.

BEING EDITED AND REPUBLISHED "You are my hurricane. A force so strong that I am drawn to your push and pull, regardless of the heartache and devastation it causes..." ~ Elise Kryze is a new student attending Naboo Reserve for the Arts to follow her dreams of becoming a desired painter. She wanted nothing more than a fresh start where her focus was strictly on herself and her work. This soon changes when she's introduced to a close knit group of friends who immediately take her in and bring out a side of herself she never knew existed. But when she meets Anakin Skywalker, the mysterious and troubled figure that drew her in at first glance, her world flips upside down into a whirlwind of events and feelings she never expected. In this story of friendship, love, lust, and heartache, Elise must unbandage her past in order to escape it. ~ Contains adult themes such as: language, violence, graphic depictions of injuries, and sexual content ~ I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO STAR-WARS CHARACTERS OR PLOTS. THIS IS A FANFICTION ~ 🥇 #christensen on 12-15-23 🥇 #alternatereality on 04-15-24 🥇 #ani on 08-06-24 🥇 #hayden on 08-22-24

In the chaos of the Galactic War, a mysterious mercenary, known only by their mask, takes on dangerous jobs for both the Empire and the Rebellion - playing both sides for profit. But when Darth Vader hires you full-time aboard the Death Star, your carefully crafted secret begin to unravel. Warning: Contains mature content, including themes as power, manipulation, and romance. 🥇in clonewars 🥈 in darthvader 🥉in ROTS

I hated him so much. His stare with those harsh eyes, his unwelcome prescence, and his persistance to take me down. He was just a nuisance, although one I couldn't get off my mind. He hated her. Her cold-blooded stare, her menacing ways, the toll she had over him... He hated her. Y/n's life as a Sith is ruthless. The Empire will do anything to win a fight. With power-hungry Palpatine ruling the Empire, things could only get worse, and more extreme. Y/n follows the order perfectly, with nothing getting in her way. Until him. He was the bane of her existance, the impulse to harm him a constant reminder of their hatred. If it weren't for the mission, her life may still be the same. ~~~~~~ #1 in siths #14 in obiwankenobi #1 in anakin #1 in sith #2 in ynstories #37 in fangirl #1 in darkside Discalimer: Contains smut Violence (some characters and ideas are not mine. Also this does not follow the original storyline completely, and is a different story altogether. A lot of characters are made up as well) all credits go to star wars and george lucas anyways enjoy :)

The Clone Wars raged across the galaxy bringing terror and destruction. Anakin Skywalker is an arrogant, stubborn, Jedi. Addison Avery is his feisty, just as argumentative counterpart. Both recovering from tainted pasts, pairing up the worst Jedi Knight with the best Knight seems like the worst decision ever right? Well, you're right. It was. 🏆Rankings: #1 Star Wars fan fiction, #1 darth Vader, #1 Jedi master, #4 obiwan kenobi ✨ ~ Anakin's jaw clenched at the jab, but he kept his focus. "And I'm not the with a false sense of pride--charity case." The tension between Addy and Anakin was a tangible force in the monastery's dark corridor. "A charity case? That's really what you think I am?" Addy's voice was a venomous whisper, her anger barely contained. "You know nothing of my past, you arrogant fool." Anakin's chest brushed against her back, catching up to her pace. "And I'd like to know nothing of it." His words sliced through her like a saber stab. The girl whipped around, shoving her saber at his neck. It hummed, the blue glow illuminating the generals ethereal features in the dark corridor. "Just stay out of my fucking way, General Skywalker." His brows furrowed, a frown slowly forming on his lips. Their eyes locked. With a light wave of his hand, he force pushed the girl against the wall. Her saber fell, the blade disengaging on the ground. Anakin slowly walked up, his blue eyes looking like obsidian in the shadows. Standing over her, Skywalker grabbed her neck with his mechanical hand. His touch was cold despite the glove covering the robotic forearm. His grip tightened, and she let out a soft gasp. Skywalker's saber ignited, and held it directly at her throat. His breath hit the tip of her nose as she squirmed under his touch, "Do not ever, disrespect me. Commander Avery." SLOW BURN!!!!

#6 in #DarthVader (6/20/24) This story will not be a straight forward romance journey, as Vader is a dynamically difficult character. I intend to keep him as in-character as I possibly can, meaning this story will not be all butterflies and rainbows. There will be abuse in many forms, as he will not be one to easily open himself to anybody else other than Padme. If you expect a happy story, this is not for you. Reina is one of two daughters who happen to be descendants of the galaxy's most successful family of engineers, the Vondars. A bumpy beginning to her life had led her and her sister, Sabel, into a life of slavery upon the planet Geonosis. Upon being discovered by the Empire, her seemly-infinite skillset with construction, ability to repair mechanics in near record timing, and overall usefulness to the developing Death Star attracts the attention of none other than Darth Vader himself. The two inseparable siblings are ripped apart from one another, their dream of joining the rebellion together dies alongside what Reina thought she knew about her own past. Beyond anyone's control, Reina grew to resent the man who gave her a new meaning in life. Her hatred for him entangled with Vader's own for her, the two of them craving nothing more than to feel the other's blood on their hands. Despite this hatred, an unexpected twist of desire arose between the two. The fear of love that had been buried deep within their own seething hatred eventually began to expose itself. Will Vader allow himself to continue holding onto the past, allow the fear of potentially losing somebody else continue to push her away? Or will he give in and protect her in ways he was unable to with Padmé. This story will be as close to canon as I can possibly make it, and Vader will still have to rely on his suit to breathe. This story also is based mostly on the concept of 'enemies to lovers', tying in a bonus 'family to enemies'. #15 in #Sith (2/18/25)