They say the gods gave her a heart too gentle for her house...But perhaps it was that gentleness-delicate and defiant-that made her most dangerous of all. --- Aegon the Conqueror X Female OC PRE-HOTD

Just about everything is trying to kill Joan Graycastle: the King, the cadets, even some of the Riders Quadrant professors seem out to get her. Her only goal is to stay alive. The longer she's alive, the closer she is to seeing her brother again and the closer she gets to fighting the actual war being waged outside Navarre's borders. The only dragon almost guaranteed to kill her decides to claim her, though, and throws a wrench in all of her plans. "Are you a meal, Josefyne Tauri? Or are you a rider?" - fourth wing x oc

❝ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴇ-ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ʀɪsᴇs, ᴄʀᴏᴡɴs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴜʀɴ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ.❞ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰʳᵒⁿᵉˢ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ † ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ᵒᶜ ˣ ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ

"𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ, 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑦." Danielle Fyr: the last living legacy of her bloodline, is a whisper among the Tyrrish. A ghost on the lips of her people. The Fyr bloodline is sacred, a unique one intertwined with their dragons. Because they are not just regular humans, but the only ones with magic still in their veins. Their souls are entertwined with their dragons through unique bonds that have stretched through generations. And Danielle is special because she is not only bonded to one dragon, or two, but 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 dragons. And she has returned to protect her people... and claim what is rightfully hers. Fanfiction|Fantasy|Romantacy 18+ ONGOING RANDOM UPDATES UNDERGOING MAJOR REWRITE I DO NOT OWN FOURTH WING! FOURTH WING IS OWNED BY REBECCA YARROS ONLY!

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.

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

"Do you know what makes Targaryens so dangerous?" Daena asked, taking a moment to stare around at the sept's interior. The High Sparrow remained wordless. She turned to him with that violent look in her eyes, "We have the Blood of the Dragon, fire runs in our veins. The same fire that makes sparrow nests blaze." The eldest daughter of King Aerys II and Queen Rhaella Targaryen, Daena was the black sheep of the royal family. Daena is headstrong, defiant, dangerously intelligent, and often volatile. She was as comfortable in silks as she was in chain mail. She is dashing, dangerous, and daring but hot-tempered and icy. "The gods have cursed us with a rogue princess."