They say a rider without their dragon is dead. Fate disagrees. Navarre fell at the Battle of Basgaith. Xaden Riorson turned to the enemy and became the Great Betrayer and second in command to the venin overlords. Two years later fate drags back the impossible. Rosemary Tauri is delivered to Basgiath in chains. Alive, hollow and stripped of her memory. She should have died alongside her dragon. Before the fall of Navarre Xaden and Rosemary forged a forbidden bond. Rosemary doesn't remember her life before, her dragon or the boy she fell in love with but fate keeps dragging them back together as the world breaks them apart. The venin want what is buried inside her head and Xaden will do anything to keep her alive. A dark Xaden love story.

Book Two She was never meant to rule. That doesn't mean she won't control those who do. After the King's sudden death, Elara Sorrengail is forced into a role she never asked for-Duchess, rider, and unwilling player in a political game she knows all too well. Her cousin now wears the crown. And while he may sit on the throne, Elara has no intention of letting him destroy everything Xaden and the rebellion had been working towards. Because power isn't about who rules. It's about who they listen to. But court politics are only the beginning. War is coming. Alliances are shifting. And Basgiath is now longer a semi safe place, because Varrish has arrived. Elara is learning to trust Kaerith again, but it is hard when she doesn't know if he will be more loyal to his parents, or her--his rider. Xaden Riorson is still her husband who has been keeping secrets. Garrick Tavis is still a steady presence keeping her sane. And whatever exists between the three of them? It's only getting more intertwined. Her signet is changing....evolving. Light no longer behaves the way it used to. And something new is beginning to stir beneath it. With enemies closing in and tension rising on every front, Elara will have to decide: Will she play their game? Or will she be the one pulling the strings?

𝐴𝑁 𝐸𝑀𝑃𝑌𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑁 𝐹𝐴𝑁𝐹𝐼𝐶𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 | 𝑋𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑅𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝘅 𝑂𝐶 | 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 ‼𝑆𝑃𝑂𝐼𝐿𝐸𝑅𝑆‼ "If you're not who you were, and you're not who you pretend to be... then who are you?" Lila Morgan didn't expect to wake up after she jumped. And she definitely didn't expect to wake up in the world of Fourth Wing-the book that once kept her going through the darkest nights. But this isn't a dream. It's not fiction. And survival here demands more than knowledge of what's "supposed" to happen. Now living under the name Liora Emberveil, she tells herself this is a second chance. A chance to become someone stronger. Better. Someone worth something. She throws herself into the role of a fictional heroine; confident, brave, untouchable. But no matter how fast she runs, she can't outrun herself. Because the truth is: Lila didn't come here healed. She came here broken. She's anxious, self-destructive, and still carrying the weight of a life she didn't want to live. And the more she tries to control the story, the more it spirals. Every decision rewrites the future she thought she knew. Every connection threatens the mask she's carefully built. And when she catches the attention of Xaden Riorson-a man who sees too much-her carefully drawn lines begin to blur. ⭐︎★If you enjoy this story on Wattpad but want options, it's also available on AO3! Feel free to check it out there to read, download, and support me on another platform. Thanks for being here, and happy reading!★⭐︎

Selene Quinnell is no stranger to pain. In fact, she's spent her whole life surrounded by it. Physically, and mentally. With walls higher than the tallest mountain peak in navarre, she's more than prepared to her next three years at basgaith alone... until a certain boy with onxy eyes returns to her life. Xaden Riorson x fem oc

Rhaella has spent her entire life surviving what should have destroyed her. She stands on the edge of conscription, ready to enter the brutal world of dragon riders, where only the strongest endure and the weak are quickly forgotten. But strenght, for Rhaella, has never been about physical power alone. It is carved into her bones, forged through years of silent suffering, relentless abuse, and pain that would have shattered anyone else. they tried to break her. Again and again. And yet, she remains. Untouched... not because she was spared, but because nothing they did could take the one thing she refused to surrender. Herself. In a world, where danger lurks in every shadow and loyalty is as fragile as life itself, Rhaella must navigate deadly trials, ruthless rivals, and the ever-present threat of failure. But her greatest battle isn't against the challenges of becoming a rider, it's against the ghost of her past that refuse to let her go. Cold, guarded, and unyielding, Rhaella is not the kind of heroine people expect. She does not seek friendship. she does not trust easily. And certainly does not believe in happy endings. But dragons do not choose the unworthy. And something ancient, powerful, and terrifying may see in her not just survival, but something far more dangerous. Because sometimes, the most broken souls don't shatter. They burn.

This is an idea I've had for a while; I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it :) Y/n loves the book Fourth Wing, but what will she do when she is in it? And it seems that she has caught the interest of Xaden Riorson. I own neither the characters nor the big plot points, and I only own the y/n. Plus, I have made ideas so she fits into the world. I am going to try to upload at least once every two weeks. I work a lot, but this is a big passion project. I hope you all enjoy <3

You're forced into the Rider's Quadrant, just like every other kid with a rebellion relic. Every marked one knows who Xaden Riorson is. His father is the reason we have the marks in the first place. Xaden thinks he knows all the marked kids, but there's one he doesn't know about. You.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... it may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

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.

#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