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.

Basgiath War College is no place for softness. Especially not for love. In a brutal world where dragons choose riders and survival is a matter of strength, Caelia Virellan has already beaten the odds-third-year, bonded to one of the most powerful dragons alive, and deadly enough to earn her respect among the elite. She doesn't flinch. She doesn't falter. And she never lets anyone close. Except maybe him. Xaden Riorson is a marked man-vengeful, sharp-edged, and hiding more than anyone knows. Bound by loyalty, rage, and shadows, he's sworn never to trust the daughter of his father's killer. But when Violet Sorrengail enters the Riders Quadrant, everything shifts-including the armor Xaden keeps around his heart. And through it all, there's Caelia. The one person who sees too much. Knows too much. And stays anyway. As war brews beyond the wards and secrets begin to unravel, Caelia and Xaden find themselves circling the one truth they can't escape: There are a thousand ways to say "I love you." And sometimes, the quietest ones cut the deepest. One war college. Two powerful dragons. Ninety-nine unspoken confessions. Slow burn. Sharp tongues. Softer hearts. And a love that was never supposed to happen.

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

𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐧 | ❝𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘶𝘱.❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇. . . 𝘢 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐍 𝐗 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐒