"In ancient halls where shadows cling, The dragons roar, the echoes sing. Walking the edge where darkness fall, One step from the fire, one slip takes it all. A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, A rider without their dragon is death to me Set me on fire, let the flames consume, I'll rise from the ashes, my power is doom Wings of power, hearts of flame, Together we rise and legends are made. The storm is raging, the sky's alive, With every breath, I fight to survive. The wind screams louder, the flames grow high, A rider'a heart burns, never dies." In which a girl is reborn as Violet Sorrengail.

"Talvez você ache que já conhece essa história. Mas tudo que viu... é só metade da verdade." Enquanto o mundo volta seus olhos para os heróis que brilham sob o céu carregado de fogo e asas, há algo que se move nas sombras algo que observa, escuta e sabe demais. O nome Sorrengail ecoa entre as muralhas da academia, cercado por honra, medo e lendas. Mas nem todos os nomes foram escritos nos registros. Alguns foram apagados antes mesmo de nascerem. Miryem Sorrengail existe apenas para aqueles que ousam enxergar além da superfície. Fora da academia, longe dos olhares e julgamentos, ela cavalga sob um juramento silencioso - e carrega um fardo que não pertence a nenhum livro de história. Ela é um segredo guardado a ferro e sangue. Ela é a peça que nunca deveria entrar no jogo. E quando o véu começar a cair, tudo o que você acredita... vai desmoronar. "Não sou herdeira. Não sou sombra. Sou a verdade que enterraram. E está na hora de desenterrá-la." Uma fanfic baseada no Livro da Rebecca Yarros "Quarta Asa" todos direitos são dela. Não denunciem

Rhaella Nyx Archeron Sisko, Queen of Fire and Shadows, Goddess of Death and Supreme Commander of the Mortal Queens' Forces finds war against the fae in her doorstep. She will have to move heaven and hell to save her loved ones and her beloved Continent. But then, a letter comes, requesting an audience with the Mortal Queens, signed with by her twin sister Feyre Archeron. How will she deal with the pressure of war and of having the whole future of the human race on her shoulders? How will face her family again, after everything that was said and done? And how will she deal with having to work with the fae she hates? Disclaimer: this is a fanfiction based of Sarah J. Mass work: the A Court of Thorns and Roses series and her characters By no means I claim her work as my own, this is a different approach to the story and how it could've been if new characters were added.

Just a book with a dragon and a very clumsy protagonist who ends up owining him.

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

"If you fall I will catch you, sweet girl" In which the general's sweet daughter falls for the marked boy with a haunted past or Juliet can't help but collect those bearing rebellion relics like pretty stones, and Garrick can't help but want to be collected started 4.16.25 published 4.29.25 finshed 0.00.00

Every heartbeat I touched stitched itself into me, burning threads of light under my skin. Some were fleeting sparks, gone before I could breathe. Others were storms, all rage and fire. But his - Liam's - was different. Unyieling. Fierce. It anchored me when everything else threatened to shatter me. I should have feared it. Bond this deep were dangerous. They bled, they broke, they destroyed. Fainne warned me that feeling too much could shatter even the strongest rider. And yet, when his hand brushed mine, when his presence steadied the chaos inside me, I craved more. More of his fire. More of his light. Even if it meant I'd burn. - A Liam Mairi x OC fanfiction. Friends to lovers. Angst. Slow burns. !DISCLAIMER! All characters (apart for the OC) belong to Rebecca Yarros

"At Basgiath, dragons choose riders. But sometimes, they choose lovers too." You've heard Violet's story-the girl who defied death to claim her dragon. But this is Garrick Tavis's. A marked one forced into Basgiath's Riders Quadrant, Garrick learns quickly that surviving is harder than fighting. And when he collides with Princess Marielle Virellan-veiled by duty, wielding light, and bound to another-his survival becomes tangled with something far more dangerous: love. This tale spans Garrick's first year in the Riders Quadrant (Chapters 1-6) and then his third year, when Violet Sorrengail's saga begins-with small changes, hidden truths, and a romance forged in storm and flame. *** Princess Marielle Virellan of Elarion enters Basgiath War College bound by duty, a lace veil, and an unwanted engagement to Prince Alic Tauri. Once her childhood love, Alic has grown into a ruthless and controlling man whose ambition burns hotter than loyalty. Alongside her fierce best friend Blanche Mirel, Marielle joins the infamous Fourth Wing, Flame Section-where whispers of rebellion stain the air, and where she first collides with Garrick Tavis. Garrick hides a rare and deadly power, but beneath that lies dimples, defiance, and a dangerous pull Marielle cannot ignore. Even as Alic's grip tightens-his brash cruelty pushing her further away-Garrick becomes the one who steadies her, who calls her "Princess" as though it's both shield and vow. The question is no longer whether they are bound, but whether they can survive it. SMUT (eventual) Not canon compliant (since I don't like sad ending and Imogen's love is one-sided) Not Garrick x Imogen compliant Also available on A03, under the name DivaTulips (same title)

Auren Riorson never expected to survive her first year at Basgiath War College-not like this. Not with the memory of Liam's death carved into her bones. Not with a signet that grows more volatile by the day. Not with the truth about her family's murder and the fables of dark wielders and wyvern proving to be terrifyingly real. Now, the real tests begin. Second year at Basgiath is more brutal than the first, filled with survival trials designed to break riders from the inside out. But it isn't just the enemy outside the wards she has to fear. With her dragon Mal newly mated to a dragon-Auren finds herself tethered, however unwillingly, to the one rider she vowed never to trust. And with Navarre's lies unraveling, every secret threatens to destroy her before the venin ever can. The world is burning. Wardstones are failing. And the dark wielders aren't just stories whispered in the archives-they're coming. To survive, Auren must decide who is truly worth her trust, even as betrayals cut closer to home than she ever imagined. Determination won't be enough this time. Because in a world where dragons choose their riders, and dragons themselves carry dangerous secrets, Auren will have to prove that her iron will is strong enough to save them all- -or risk losing everything she holds dear to the flames.

In her first year at Basgiath War College, Ivy Sorrengail went from a cadet raised to believe in justice, honor, and sacrifice for her country, to a rider prepared to commit treason to do what is right. Now that she knows the truth her country tried to bury she has to tread a careful line between a pawn to Navarre's crown and a queen to a country that would rather see her executed for her mothers crimes, than lead it. However, iron is forged from the hottest flames, and she would rather burn than let everyone she loves succumb to the true darkness that lurks in the shadows. *** This is my twist on Iron Flame by Rebecca Yaros. I do not own the story.