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.

I grew up in the shadow of my brother. The shadow of my last name. No one knew who I was, until everyone knew. Until I was the very definition of control itself. Most riders encounter a dragon up close for the first time when they're twenty years old. I was nine. I've hid our bond from every other human for eleven years, because if anyone finds out I'm dead. Now... Secret's out May the wrong people never hear of it

Some are born to rule. Others are forced to. Verena Valois never wanted the throne, but fate has other plans. To survive Basgiath War College, she must fight-not as a princess, but as a rider. She came for Ryuga Vaenor, her best friend, her only constant. But Basgiath is ruthless, and survival demands strength, not sentiment. Then there's Xaden Riorson-a complication she doesn't need. Dangerous, infuriating, impossible to ignore. Hatred fuels their every encounter, sharp as a blade's edge, yet beneath the fury lies something far more lethal. Shadows cling to them both, secrets buried too deep to be spoken. And in a world where trust is a death sentence, desire is even deadlier. Meanwhile, Ryuga Vaenor watches from the sidelines, his love for Verena a silent war he cannot win. But in a place where loyalty is a weapon and love is a weakness, will he be her shield-or her downfall? The Valois and Vaenor stand apart from Navarre-kingdoms of their own, bound by no oaths, ruled by no outside power. Their strength is undeniable, their histories woven deep into the fabric of war and dominance. The Valois dragons, the first and strongest, bow to no one, their fire hotter, their magic deeper than Navarre dares to claim. Their presence alone is a declaration: they do not take sides-they are the side. As whispers of rebellion rise, Verena must make a choice: embrace the destiny she never wanted-or burn trying to escape it. "Not all wars are fought in daylight. Some begin where shadows meet." Stay tuned & don't forget to vote & comment! ♡

Rheanyra Silvarra has always known what it means to survive. Born to a disgraced noble house and branded a rebellion relic before she could walk, she's spent her life training in the shadows, carrying the ghosts of Aretia and the weight of a past no one dares speak of. At Basgiath War College, she's not just another first-year crossing the Parapet-she's a threat. And everyone knows it. Especially Xaden Riorson. They've known each other too long, fought side by side in silence, and now face each other across squad lines with carefully constructed masks. Their hatred is a language only they speak-a shield against the danger of letting anyone too close. Because walls are safer than attachments. Safer than hope. Thrown into Fourth Wing under Xaden's command, Nyra finds herself surrounded by enemies, allies she doesn't trust, and a squad that's as fractured as her heart. With every glance, Xaden dares her to fall back. With every order, he reminds her who holds power. But she didn't survive the slaughter of Aretia to be silenced. As dragons descend and the deadly crucible of Basgiath begins, Nyra must face not only the dangers of Threshing and the brutal hierarchy of the Riders Quadrant, but the truth she's buried for years. Because war is coming. Secrets are stirring. And for rebellion kids like Nyra and Xaden? Survival was only the beginning. XadenXoc

Enemies. Riders. Rebels. And the truth that could change everything. Y/n Raventhorn has always been a rider first. Born into a family line loyal to Navarre, she knew she was always meant for the riders quadrant. Growing up, her parents made sure she had the best instructors that would give her the biggest advantage in the riders quadrant. She is fierce, highly disciplined, sharp-minded, sharp-tongued, and taught never to question orders. Y/n is forced to choose between the legacy she was born into and the truth she can no longer ignore. She doesn't trust easily, loves even harder-and when secrets begin to come to the surface within Basgiath's walls, will she burn them down with the man she loves or die trying? #2🥈Bodhi - 6/26/25 #2 🥈bodhidurran -6/26/25

A new rider arrives at Basgiath under orders, under watch, and under no one's protection. She has no name worth repeating. No past worth trusting. And a dragon who hasn't spoken in over a decade. But as old alliances crack and new eyes start watching her too closely... she might become the most dangerous secret the kingdom has ever kept.

What if I told you that Fen Riorson didn't just have people fighting for his cause at the borders, but beyond them as well? What if I told you that those beyond the borders faced even greater consequences for their actions than the others? What if I told you that Xaden Riorson never took responsibility for them-he just left them behind? You'd think I was crazy, right? But let me tell you the story of a woman who sacrificed everything to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. She took responsibility for the people Xaden abandoned, for those the leadership left to die. When the world turned its back on them, she stood by their side. And now? Now, she was ready to make them all pay-all those who decided their lives weren't worthy, who deemed them insignificant. Seryn Vael had given up everything for her people, and nothing would stop her from protecting them.

Acelin Portgas is a lot of things. Fierce, confident, strongminded. And fucking annoying. At least, that's what Xaden Riorson thinks. OC x XadenRiorson

Adelaide Ansel, a fierce and enigmatic first-year cadet, returns to Basgiath War College bearing a name long erased from history - a bloodline cursed and forgotten for over four centuries. She carries not just scars and mismatched eyes that unsettle those around her, but an arsenal of poisons, enchanted armour, and a deadly book of knowledge she authored in secret. The myth surrounding her scar is grand and fantastical, yet the truth is brutal and mundane - she was attacked without prophecy or cause, and it hardened her rather than broke her. Adelaide is calculated, rebellious, and unapologetically herself, refusing to hide her lavender hair or deny the ancient blood that flows through her. With wit and venom-laced charm, Adelaide verbally spars with Xaden and insinuates they may be related - a half-truth or an outright lie that shakes him to his core. She crosses the Parapet with deadly grace, claiming her place not just as a survivor, but as a reckoning for the history that tried to bury her. She quickly forms alliances with fellow cadets Ridoc and Sawyer, proving herself both humorous and dangerous - equally capable of loyalty and chaos. She is assigned to the Fourth Wing and settles into formation, Adelaide disrupts expectations and asserts her presence like a storm in human form - unrelenting, unpredictable, and unforgettable. Disclaimer || I used AI to create the Cover Image for this story as I can't draw to safe my life. Credits go to Rebecca Yarros as Fourth Wing belongs to her. I only own Adelaide Ansel Character and her Bonded. I'll try to keep the story inline with Violet's Timeline so that some events stay canon.

𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 - garrick tavis In which Tatum Mairi realizes that falling for her childhood best friend in the middle of a war was never part of the plan-especially when they're both just trying not to die. Or In which Tatum Mairi realizes that loving Garrick Tavis was inevitable-especially when he's her childhood best friend, and they're both just trying to survive a war. ✼　 ҉ 　✼　 ҉ 　✼ fourth wing -? garricktavisxfemoc harringtonfilms2025 #1 - dainaetos #5 - liammairi