Rowyn Varrish entered the rider's quadrant as she knew she would as it had been decided by her father when she was young, she stopped trying to fight it as she got older. She has three goals in the quadrant, stay alive, help Violet stay alive, and stay the hell away from the marked ones. From the moment she steps onto the Parapet those are the only things that matter to her. What she doesn't know is that there are two men that will make keeping her distance from marked ones increasingly difficult...

Yasmine Allere has never known true peace or safety. The eldest of 6 has her priorities set: make sure her and her brothers survive the Riders Quadrant. And nothing will stop her from making her way to the top. Carving a path for her brothers to follow was what she thought the only difficult thing she would have to do, once she entered the Quadrant. A few cadets have something else in mind, making her life a living hell. But she won't let them.

The Vaelor name carries weight in Navarre. General Aldric and General Mila Vaelor command respect in the Riders Quadrant, their political and military influence reaching the highest halls of power. What few know is that their loyalty has always walked a quiet line-supporting the rebellion from the shadows, long before the execution of Fen Riorson. Their children grew up in a world of secrets. Summers were spent alongside the marked ones: Imogen, Bodhi, Garrick, Liam, Quinn... and Xaden Riorson, whose name alone is a curse in most of Basgiath. But their childhood was not only with the children of traitors. She and her brothers also ran through the halls of Navarrian estates with Violet Sorrengail, Rhae Varrish, and Dain Aetos-a bridge between two worlds that were never supposed to meet. Now, at twenty, Soren enters the Riders Quadrant. Her parents prepared her for more than one path, but the moment she steps onto the parapet, she knows there is no turning back. Waiting in the chaos is Xaden-squad leader, shadow wielder, and the one person with whom she has always danced an invisible line. Close enough to know his silence. Distant enough to never name what passes between them. As whispers of a coming war grow louder, Soren must navigate a quadrant that would destroy her if it knew where her loyalties truly lie. Her family's hidden support of the rebellion, her friendships with the marked, her unspoken bond with the most dangerous man in Basgiath-all of it threatens to surface. Some marks are written in blood. Others, in shadows.

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦?.. ⸅𓊆†𓊇⸄ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 (𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭/𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭.) Isadora Melgren had always been taught to stay away from those with 'the mark'. It had been drilled into her; "𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦." But when she steps into the realm of the Rider's Quadrant, she's forced to witness her childhood friend fall for someone who she's always been warned about. Violet and Xaden's relationship is a dangerous dance, but what happens when she gets tangled in their whirlwind of a tango? And what happens... when she derail's their masquerade?

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.

Three years ago, Fen's apostasy failed, forcing Astraea Tavis into the Rider's Quadrant. She crosses the parapet, not breaking a sweat. She has trained harder than ever these past years. But she is pissed off at the cowards covering up the truth, and that anger just builds up inside her. How long will it take the authorities that putting her in the Quadrant was a bad idea? Because she will explode, and when she does, you'd better be far away. !!!This story starts before the events of Fourth Wing. It will follow Astraea through her years at Basgiath, up until Onyx Storm, when I will change the plot!!! All characters except my own belong to Rebecca Yarros! Started: 27/1/2026 || 27 Januari 2026 Finished: N/A Update schedule: I will take a break from this story for a bit, and try to find more motivation to write :) Highest accomplishment: - #4 in stars, 20,7K stories The Empyrean Series

#1 in Tairn When the Great War begins, dragons want nothing to do with mortals. Navarre is losing against the Venin. Magic burns the battlefields. Provinces fall. And Seris Riorson? She's locked in a tower like a precious jewel no one is allowed to touch. The youngest of her family, adored but smothered, Seris was trained to fight, yet forbidden to ever set foot near danger. Especially not the Tyrrish nesting grounds, where one mistake might start a second war. But curiosity has always been her ruin. What begins as a stolen escape into the forest becomes an ambush at the border. Venin see her. They recognize the Duke's daughter. And they want her. And a poison-tipped blade doesn't care how brave she is. As darkness claims her, Amelia sees the last thing she ever expected: a massive black dragon, eyes like molten gold, watching her fall. Tairn does not save humans. Tairn does not choose humans. Tairn does not transform into a man for anyone. Until her. #1 in Tairn #1 in Empyrean

Follow Selene into a world of dragons, magic and war. And Romance she can't seem to escape, no matter how hard she tries.

SIGNED TAKE CARE, BE WELL, WREN TRELAWNY " i'll be home just at any old time. the grave and the garden won't be satisfied until your name's next to mine... " fourth wing garrick tavis x oc

Veronica Dawson was never meant to be more than a reader of someone else's legend. Then she wakes in the brutal halls of Basgiath War College, inside a world she was only ever supposed to escape into. Survival should be simple. Keep her head down. Follow the plot she already knows. Do not interfere. But the moment she becomes Verena Draeven, everything slips out of her control. Dragons take notice of her. Power answers her in ways it should not. And Xaden Riorson, lethal and unreadable, looks at her like he sees the cracks in her soul and the secrets buried beneath them. Verena knows she does not belong in this world. She knows the dangers waiting for her, the deaths that should come, and the monsters hiding behind human faces. She knows the future. She knows the ending. What she does not know is what she is becoming. Because something ancient stirs. Something the dragons recognize. And the longer she remains in this world, the more it bends around her, reshaping itself in ways she cannot stop. If Basgiath begins to unravel, it will not be because she broke the story. It will be because this world was never meant to contain her. A Fourth Wing fanfic Xaden x Female OC