She wasn't supposed to be in the riders' quadrant. Or have a dragon, or lead a squad, or leave that basement. But she did. Corrina Tauri, the only princess of the Narvarian royal family. Balancing secrets, friendships, a relationship she doesn't want, and Violet, who's like a little sister to her, she has a lot on her plate. It doesn't help that Garrick Travis is the only marked one she doesn't like and that he's always staring at her. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, she discovers that courage isn't just about strength; it's about trust, sacrifice, and the power to face what no one else can. Garrick Travis x OC Fourth Wing DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FOURTH WING. THE SERIES IS OWNED BY REBECCA YARROS. SOME SCENES IN THIS BOOK WILL BE TAKEN FROM THE ORIGINAL BOOKS AS THE PLOT OF MY FANFIC IS HER FALLING INTO THE BOOKS. I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THOSE SCENES All original characters that are not a part of the Empyrean series are my own and should not be copied.

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.

Calista Tauri was never meant to be a rider. As the King of Navarre's daughter, her place was at court - smiling, silent, and strategically valuable. But Cal knows the truth about the venin, and she refuses to let her father keep the kingdom blind. So she gives him a choice: Let her enter the Riders Quadrant... Or she exposes everything. Sent to Basgiath in what her father believes is a death sentence, Cal must survive dragons, deadly politics, and the ruthless wingleader who watches her like she's a threat instead of a princess. Xaden Riorson has every reason to hate the crown. He didn't expect to fall for it. #1 XadenRiorson out of 543 3/12/26 #2 Rebellion out of 11.2k!!!!! 3/12/26 #1 RebeccaYarros out of 126 3/12/26 All rights reserved to Rebecca Yarros besides my own OCs and any new plots/etc.

𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙍𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨. She is nothing but a threat and a target to all those entering Basgiath alongside her. Determined to step out of her brother's shadow, Kira puts as much distance between her and Xaden as possible. However, fate has other plans, specifically regarding her brother's best friend. Kira soon discovers that secrets in Basgiath run deep, and their price is blood. If she isn't careful, she could be the one atoning for them. Kira must quickly figure out who she can trust, and who is looking to place a dagger in her back. Basgiath is a labyrinth, and the only way to graduate is to endure─which may include enduring the annoyance of her brother's best friend, who can't seem to leave Kira alone. BOOK ONE - BORN OF BLOOD SERIES

Eleanor "Len" Lennox is a survivor. Scarred, feral, and feared by all, she thrives in the chaos of Basgiath War College. When she bonds with Noxarathian-an ancient, deadly white dragon known for killing his riders-Len becomes something extraordinary. Together, they wield Shadowfire, a destructive power capable of annihilating the Venin threatening Navarre. But beneath her terrifying reputation lies a fractured soul. Len keeps her scars, her pain, and her dark past hidden, even from her closest friends, Xaden Riorson and Bodhi Durran. The only person who dares to break through her walls is Garrick Tavis, the one man who might teach her what it means to love-and to heal. As rebellion brews and the Venin's power grows, Len must embrace the shadows within her. Because saving the people she loves might demand the ultimate sacrifice.

"My father never talked a lot. He just took a walk around the block. 'Til all his anger took a hold of him. And then he'd hit. Scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies. That came from my mother's side. Told a million to survive. I watch the fathers with their little girls. And wonder what I did to deserve this. How could you hurt a little kid? I can't forget, I can't forgive you. 'Cause now I'm scared that everyone I love will leave me." Fourth Wing Garrick Tavis x OC x Bodhi Durran

One sister was prepared to be a scribe, the other broken and beaten in the name of becoming a rider and maintaining a legacy. The discovery of a rebellion leads to a change of events that no one could have seen coming. The loss of their older brother, leads to the loss of their father, which makes their mother makes some drastic changes. Both sisters are thrown into the riders quadrant on conscription day. What happens when they cross the parapet and lock eyes with the leader of the rebellions son Will they survive? Xaden x OC

Vivian Sorrengail was forged for war, sharpened by cruelty, tempered in blood. Her destiny was written in the clash of swords and the blood that stains her hands, a legacy of obedience wrapped in violence. But prophecy doesn't bow to kings, and fate doesn't care for loyalty. When ancient powers stir and enemies bleed from the shadows, Vivian will have to decide what kind of monster they turned her into - and whether she'll burn their kingdom down before it can bury her first. ⸻ "You are a weapon, a servant of Navarre." "I am whoever I choose to be. A monster or savior. A damn reckoning. You're going to regret ever crossing me."

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:

Being marked is a curse. Being a Riorson? A death sentence. Verena Riorson-sister to Xaden Riorson, daughter of Fen Riorson, the kingdom's most hated traitor-wasn't raised, she was reforged. Life didn't just shove her down-it beat her bloody and taught her to crawl in silence. Mercy? That word died the day her father did. After the execution, she wasn't fostered with a kind family like the others. No, the kingdom handed her over to the Velmires-a family that worshipped loyalty and burned hatred into the bones of every Marked child they touched. They didn't just punish her for her bloodline. They broke her for it. Rebuilt her into a weapon so sharp, even the gods would flinch. She begged once. Covered in blood, trembling on her knees, she whispered for mercy. The Velmires taught her what a mistake that was. She never asked again. Now she wears her scars like armor. Each mark carved into her back is proof that she survived the kind of hell no one walked out of whole. And Xaden? Her beloved older brother? He never came. Never searched. Never cared. Not until it was too late. The little sister he remembered-the kind-hearted, bright-eyed girl who clung to his hand-is long dead. In her place stands something else. Something colder. Stronger. Unforgiving. She's done hiding the monster they created. Done pretending the fire inside her wasn't born to burn kingdoms down. Verena Riorson has come to remind them all why they should've killed her when they had the chance. And gods help the ones who ever thought they broke her-because now? She's the storm they'll never survive.