On the final battlefield of her realm, a Valkyrie stands alone among the fallen. Her sisters lie dead at her feet, their combined power spiraling out of control as ancient magic tears itself apart. In the chaos of her world's collapse, she is flung into a rift between realms-straight into Navarre, a land where dragons rule the skies and riders are forged by fire... and death. Wounded, grieving, and stripped of everything she's ever known, she expects to die on impact. Instead, a dragon chooses her. She must navigate Basgiath, a war college filled with liars, rebels, and lethal politics. And the Wingleader with shadows in his eyes is either her greatest threat... or the only one who sees her for what she really is. To survive this new world, she'll have to use new magic, and a destiny far deadlier than the battle that destroyed her home. Because Valkyries don't fall. They rise-again and again.

ZERO BELOW! THE EMPYREAN. in which a split second decision to help someone on the parapet not only changes the lives of violet sorrengail and asta catoha but also xaden riorson, who had to watch his childhood crush choose to intertwine herself with the one girl who's supposed to be off limits and inexplicably draws all three of them together in the process. ( asta catoha&violet sorrengail&xaden riorson ) ( eira catoha&garrick tavis ) ©️ atinyidea may 2025

Book 2 of The IronBlood Saga Power is no longer something she survives. Drawn into a realm of shadow, starlight, and ancient magic, she must learn what it truly means to exist between worlds-and what it costs to be shaped into something others fear. As old forces stir and alliances blur, the line between protection and destruction grows dangerously thin. She is no longer just a witness to war. She is being forged for it. In a court where secrets are currency and strength is measured in sacrifice, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: some weapons are not wielded. They are made.

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, a rider without their dragon is dead. Welcome, to the Fourth Wing. Status: ON HOLD 9/22/25 Samara (REDACTED)-Melgren finds herself entering the Rider's Quadrant at Basgaith War College against her will, after years of preparation from General Melgren, and by years she means only six. Samara doesn't remember the first fourteen years of her life, and found herself waking up from a coma in the hospital. When she joins the riders quadrant, she finds herself immediately infatuated with a third-year rider with a rebellion mark. Someone who should hate her guts, but he doesn't, instead he's just as curious about her as she is about him. Also, Melody Durran swears Samara's name is something different, since she claims to recognize her, but Samara has no idea who she is. FOURTH WING BELONGS TO REBECCA YARROS.

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.

Clarissa Aetos was the perfect daughter. Smart, graceful, well-mannered. Everything a parent could have asked for. But once the mask came down, the truth was far more dangerous than anyone had expected. On Conscription Day, the healer quadrant hadn't been the path she chose- or rather, not the one she had dared to walk because of a secret she had kept to herself for six years. Now, on the other side of the parapet, Clarissa had to live under the weight of her father's reputation and hoped her brother's achievements would be enough to keep her in the shadows. But fate had other plans: an old friend turned target, a brother whose power made him dangerous to trust, and a man marked by injustice... who saw her behind the mask. [Garrick Tavis x OC]

Aeloria Tauri returns not as a princess, but as something far more dangerous. The girl who once wore her crown like a weapon has been sharpened into one. Basgiath has stripped her down to bone and rebuilt her in fire, leaving behind the entitled daughter of King Tauri and forging a rider who understands the true cost of power. But survival was only the beginning. Because now, the truth she's uncovered threatens to unravel everything she thought she knew, about her kingdom, her family, and herself. With rebellion simmering beneath the surface and war looming closer than ever, Aeloria finds herself caught between two worlds: the one she was born to rule and the one she's begun to believe in. Loyalties fracture, alliances shift, and the line between enemy and ally blurs until it's almost unrecognisable. And then there's him. What began as something dangerous has become something impossible to ignore. Loving a rebel was never part of the plan, but neither was becoming one. Haunted by the choices she's made and the blood she's spilled, Aeloria must decide who she truly is: the heir to a broken throne, or the girl willing to burn it to the ground. Because this time, it's not just her life at stake. It's the entirety of her kingdom. [ Garrick Tavis x OC Female Character] [ All rights reserved ! ]

Askar Riorson has always dreamed of being a dragon rider. Growing up in Aretia was like a dream, with his father, mother, and most of all his brother, Xaden. But now, it's only him and his brother. Years before, during the Tyrrish Rebellion, Askar and Xaden's father was executed for capital offense and treason against Navarre. And his mother had left; she was only supposed to stay until Askar reached the age of 10. It was simply a contract, no love whatsoever. When Askar dawns the age of 20, he is sent to Basgiath War College to survive and learn the ways of a dragon rider. To fly. To fight. To protect. But trouble brews, and when reality breaks itself. Askar and Xaden along with a crew of Riders, could be the only thing to stop it. {This writing is a work of fanfiction. All credit to names, places, etc. are fully Rebecca Yarros' work from the Empryean Series.}

Basgiath war college is no place for kindness- yet she arrives to the riders quadrant smiling anyway. General Melgren's daughter keeps her power quiet and her secrets closer, hiding behind warmth and laughter while the quadrant watches for weakness. Xaden Riorson and Garrick Tavis are the only ones who don't fall for the act, or what they feel is an act. When threshing changes everything, some truths are buried, some bonds are never named, and nothing about the Fourth Wing remains ordinary. As danger grows and loyalties blur, control becomes as deadly as fire, and trust proves far more fragile than steel. In a world that turns riders into weapons, she must decide what to reveal, what to burn, and who- if anyone- she's willing to choose. If she chooses at all.

The academy did not train Aria Blackheart. It broke her. As a rider in Aldenmoor's most feared rider academy, Aria is subjected to relentless torture disguised as training, pushed beyond the limits of endurance by the merciless Administrator Thorne. Pain is discipline. Survival is a privilege. And failure means death. Her only salvation is Leviathan, the last colossal black dragon, and the bond that ties their fates together. When Aria uncovers the truth behind an ancient prophecy, she realizes the academy has been preparing her for something far worse than war. She is the foretold harbinger, the warrior destined to wield both fire and ice-power meant to reduce kingdoms to ash. The awakening of her dormant ice magic confirms their intentions. Aldenmoor does not want peace. They want conquest. And Aria is meant to be their living weapon. Refusing to be controlled, Aria betrays the nation that destroyed her and forges dangerous alliances with rival realms. With Leviathan at her side and vengeance burning in her veins, she turns her fury toward the very empire that forged her suffering. Because if Aldenmoor wants ruin- she will decide who it falls upon.