Long before Prythian's fate was changed, the Spring Court had a forgotten daughter. Lady Rinaver, daughter of the past High Lord of the Spring Court and Tamlin's younger sister, possesses a power that few truly understand. Confined within the borders of the Spring Court and haunted by a past she refuses to speak of, she has spent centuries hiding secrets that could change everything. When Tamlin brings the human Feyre Archeron to the manor, Rinaver is overcome by an inexplicable resentment-yet can't stop herself from quietly protecting her. As old secrets awaken and destiny begins to unfold, Rinaver will discover that the greatest threat to her heart isn't within the Spring Court... it's waiting for her in the Night Court.

FOURTH WING AU | XADEN RIORSON × Fem OC Lilia Sorrengail has spent most of her life becoming exactly what everyone expects her to be. A rider. A weapon. A daughter worthy of the Sorrengail name. By the time she reaches Basgiath, she already knows how to hide pain, follow orders without appearing obedient, and survive beneath the weight of expectations that were never hers to choose. What no one knows is that Lilia did not enter the Riders Quadrant for honour, glory, or the chance to wear black. She came looking for answers. Then Violet is forced onto the parapet beside her, and Lilia's carefully laid plans begin to fracture. Survival is no longer only about making it through the next trial. It is about keeping her sister alive, guarding truths that cannot be spoken, and making certain no one looks closely enough to realise how much she already knows. Especially Xaden Riorson. He has every reason to hate her name, every reason to distrust her motives, and far too much power to ignore. To Xaden, Lilia should be easy to understand: the general's daughter, a trained rider, and another Sorrengail standing on the wrong side of an old war. Little does he know, Lilia has a few carefully guarded secrets of her own. At Basgiath, dragons judge more than strength. Enemies are not always who they appear to be. And some truths are dangerous enough to change everything. The closer Lilia gets to Xaden, the harder it becomes to tell whether he is the greatest threat to her secrets - or the only person who might understand why she keeps them.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... It may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

"What do you mean you're not the Avatar ?" He asked, dumbfounded. I stared at him like he'd say the the dumbest thing ever, "I'm not him, I can only bend two elements you idiot" Well, that's what she thought... __________________________________________ We get used to fear. Never to the idea of ​​dying for what we believe is right. ... Kyala is Katara and Sokka's older sister, she lived her whole life in the southern water tribe. But she strangely has memories of an unknown place, somewhere completely different than the snowy place she grew up in. Her life will change as she meets the Avatar, a young airbender boy who has been stuck in an iceberg for a hundred years. She'll finally find out about who, or more what she is, and why she's so different. She'll help save the world and end this endless, violent war along with her siblings and her new friends. ...But what will happen when she meets the banished Prince of the fire nation ? Will she choose her duty over what her heart craves for ? (First chapter published : 22/02/2026) (one episode = one chapter) (I do NOT own the concept of A:TLA, only own my oc, Aanu's character and some ideas :})

Vesper Sitara was raised to be a legacy. Daughter of two infamous Tyrrish assassins, she arrives at Basgiath War College with one goal: to make her parents proud and ensure their name is never forgotten. While others fight to survive the Riders Quadrant, Vesper intends to conquer it-blade, bone, and fire. Placed under the command of Xaden Riorson, the ruthless wingleader tasked with keeping the marked ones alive, Vesper quickly becomes a problem he can't control. He demands restraint. She was raised for rebellion. Every clash between them burns sharper than the last-and no matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to stay away from him, even when she knows exactly how dangerous that is. As her first year unfolds, Vesper gains power: a dragon as savage as she is, and a place in a quiet rebellion growing beneath Navarre's rule. But chasing her parents' legacy means stepping deeper into blood, secrets, and a war that is far from over. Vesper Sitara didn't come to Basgiath to survive. She came to become a legend-even if it kills her.

Oleander Sorrengail survived her first year in the Riders Quadrant, but survival came at a cost no one understands. Not her brother, who she thought was dead, only to learn he chose a war over her. Not her twin, who she will always come second to. And certainly not her mother, General Lilith Sorrengail, who has only ever seen her as a disappointment, and a tool to wield. Bonded to a feral dragon, Oleander was never expected to develop a signet. Most assumed she would become another casualty, either of her own magic or of stronger riders. But during the worst moment of her life, her power finally drips out of her. Nightmares made of black ink. Creatures that move like liquid metal. Horrors that react to her every emotion and reflect something dark enough that even her allies begin to question what she is. And Oleander has no idea how to control them. When Basgiath's leadership realizes what she can do, they see more than a rider. They see the ultimate tool. The perfect weapon. And they will stop at nothing until Oleander becomes exactly that. This is an Iron Flame fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Fourth Wing - Onyx Storm AU Nineteen-year-old Freya Blackfyre has trained her whole life beneath the obsidian peaks of Vaelora, her sword forged in silence, sweat, and the long shadow of a prophecy that's haunted her since childhood: Her blood will be the end of all Venin. The true Dragon Queen, born of storm and stars. To most, the prophecy is a myth. To Freya, it's a prison-one that cost her her parents, her innocence, and the boy she dared to love: Xaden Riorson, the rogue warrior who vanished after a single night of forbidden passion. Now, with war on the horizon and monsters known as the Venin returning from legend, Freya must leave behind everything she's ever known to join Basgaith War College, a brutal academy where the realm's deadliest warriors are trained. The elite school isn't just about tactics and steel-it's riddled with politics, ancient rivalries, and magic as volatile as the dragons who ride the skies. Freya's arrival at Basgaith is anything but quiet. Her bloodline makes her a target, her friends make her a liability, and her own powers-wild, storm-born and dragon-forged-are beginning to awaken. Worse still, the one person she swore to forget is very much alive and waiting: Xaden, now a legendary rider and warbound commander with secrets carved deeper than any blade. As enemies close in and prophecy tightens its grip, Freya must choose: Bow to the destiny others wrote for her, or carve her own future in fire. Because the true danger isn't what she is. It's what she's willing to become.

When Basgiath's commanding general gives an order, you don't question it, you obey. Oleander Sorrengail was meant for the Healers Quadrant. But six months before enlistment, she and her twin sister Violet are forced to abandon their paths and enter the Riders Quadrant instead-where survival is earned in blood, and most don't make it past their first year. Everyone else has trained their entire lives for this. Oleander hasn't. So she makes a choice: she won't fight to survive. She'll fight to make sure Violet does. Because when this is over, only one of them needs to live. And no one is going to miss the spare. This is a Fourth Wing fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Kathleen didn't want to become a dragon rider, but she had no choice. To support her family she has to go and try to make it through all three years of the famous Riders Quadrant. She makes new friends, discovers feelings she's never felt before, and tries to keep a secret that if known to everyone, or rather, one specific person... would mean her death. Can she keep her secret? Will she live? This story is written in first person and present tense. A fanfiction based on Rebecca Yarros's novel and series Fourth Wing from the Empyrean series. Most characters and the world are by Rebecca Yarros, but a couple of characters are created by me. It is recommended that you read Fourth Wing and Iron Flame before reading this, but this may also be read without reading those books. This fanfiction was written before Onyx Storm came out, so some theories might be incorrect. Nevertheless, enjoy! Also available on AO3(Archive of Our Own)