Aeloria Tauri returns not as a princess, but as something far more dangerous. The girl who once wore her crown like a weapon has been sharpened into one. Basgiath has stripped her down to bone and rebuilt her in fire, leaving behind the entitled daughter of King Tauri and forging a rider who understands the true cost of power. But survival was only the beginning. Because now, the truth she's uncovered threatens to unravel everything she thought she knew, about her kingdom, her family, and herself. With rebellion simmering beneath the surface and war looming closer than ever, Aeloria finds herself caught between two worlds: the one she was born to rule and the one she's begun to believe in. Loyalties fracture, alliances shift, and the line between enemy and ally blurs until it's almost unrecognisable. And then there's him. What began as something dangerous has become something impossible to ignore. Loving a rebel was never part of the plan, but neither was becoming one. Haunted by the choices she's made and the blood she's spilled, Aeloria must decide who she truly is: the heir to a broken throne, or the girl willing to burn it to the ground. Because this time, it's not just her life at stake. It's the entirety of her kingdom. [ Garrick Tavis x OC Female Character] [ All rights reserved ! ]

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"𝑨𝒍𝒈𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝒏ã𝒐 𝒔ã𝒐 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒋𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒔. 𝑺ã𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔." 🐉⃤── RELATOS SURGEM NAS FRONTEIRAS de Poromiel: uma figura encapuzada, sem dragão, enfrentando Venin como se fosse inevitável. O comando de Navarre ignora. Quando Ártemis Argyros pisa no Parapeito, não é por glória nem por honra. É por necessidade. Mas sua presença perturba o equilíbrio frágil entre dragões, cavaleiros e mentiras bem guardadas. À medida que antigas profecias são sussurradas e conexões perigosas se revelam, Ártemis se vê no centro de uma guerra que começou muito antes de seu nascimento, e que pode terminar com a queda de tudo o que Navarre construiu. Algumas pessoas nascem para montar dragões. Outras... Para desafiar deuses. 𝔧𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔶𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔲𝔩 ©2025 21.12. 25

Revolution runs in Alexandra Riorson's blood. It beats in her heart, burns in her lungs, and hums through every strike she throws. When she enters Basgiath War College, she does so with a clear-cut plan: protect her brother, Xaden Riorson, from his own relentless sense of responsibility; protect the friends and family Navarre once tried to destroy; survive long enough to return to Aretia. And when the time finally comes, take back Tyrrendor. But starting a Revolution is one thing. Surviving it is another. ~ Fourth Wing Prequel ~

❝ a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost ❞ Ravenna lost everything at a young age. Her father, her brother, even all of her friends. Six years later she's supposed to join the healers quadrant. Her heart, however draws her towards the riders, longing to reunite with everyone she holds dear. ❝the love that remains ❞ And maybe being reunited with her first love is another perk of not doing what she's told. ⸺ ⸺ ⸺ May contain spoilers for Iron Flame and Onyx Storm if you didn't read them yet!! ⸺ ⸺ ⸺ femOCxGarrickTavis femOCxLiamMairi

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." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who is 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. Finished:

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

Marian Elwood is a lethal woman and could kill someone in the blink of an eye but she was kind and caring. Before she joined the riders quadrant her father made sure she knew everything there was to know all almost everything...

Isla Riorson is many things. But when she throws away her status of heir apparent to the Dutchy of Aretia to follow in her grandfather's footsteps, her life begins to fray at the edges. Not only can she not trust the cadets around her, but she's not sure she can even trust herself anymore when she meets Colonel Sorrengail's eldest son. Arrogant and full of himself, Brennan Sorrengail is nothing less than a thorn in Isla's side. To prove herself to not only her family, but to herself, anything but perfection is unacceptable, and Brennan Sorrengail makes being perfect near impossible. - Prior to the events of Fourth Wing - Iron Flame This book will be mostly original, with original characters and *Some* familiar faces, but since we don't have a lot of information about Brennan's time in Basgiath I'm going off of the set ups explained in the book and taking creative liberties with the rest. This story *Will* include smut chapters, but I will include warnings before so if you would like to skip you may. These smut chapters will be few and far between as this is a slow burn rivals to friends to lovers kind of book.