Hazelle Vereith, a sixteen-year-old aspiring warrior, ends up with a lot more on her plate than she ever imagined when she contracts the terrible and almost incurable disease Sanguinaire Vampiris - the disease that turns humans into the nightwalkers she's always been taught to fear. She's kicked out of her home, forced to find a place of her own when she's septimless, forced to accept the fact she has to resort to inhumane tactics to stay alive, and forced to fend off the organization determined to rid vampires of Skyrim.    After all, how's a vampire to survive in a world of humans?

Dusk lived a normal life in Solitude with her family, but she had always suspected something was off. She wasn't like the other Dark Elves, and was particularly good at thieving. Then she became an adult, and her parents gave her a journal instructing her to travel around Skyrim in search of her birth parents. But as her journey becomes longer, things become more complicated. Questions arise about who and what she truly is. Will she find her true mother and father, or will she be crushed trying? ~Completed on the 26th of May, 2015~ Disclaimer: I do not any part of The Elder Scrolls, only what I create.

Book 2 in the Scrolls Series. Sequel to Moonlight's Embrace. http://www.wattpad.com/myworks/11020035-moonlights-embrace-a-skyrim-fanfic Rated T for use of strong language, graphic violence, suicidal topics, and sexual themes. This is going to be a bit darker than its predecessor. Note: The updated version is in the works. I'm keeping this up for memory's sake, but I'll put the link in this description once it's finished. Ranked #1 in Morrowind 09/05/19 Ranked #1 in Oblivion 09/24/19 ... I was never the hero my mother was. I can't go near a cave without shaking, and just talking to people makes me nervous. Besides, I'm a mage. Those traits put together equal someone not worth being. Magic may have made me an outcast in Tamriel, but in this new land, it made me a champion. Mystery, lunacy, and a heart split in two. I don't know why I feel drawn to it, but I need to get away. Or... do I?

Helvia Abgrall, a naïve and restless young Breton farm girl, leaves her comfortable and uneventful life at her family's farmstead in High Rock in hopes of attending Skyrim's College of Winterhold, as she longs to learn more about magic and how to use it, as well as to improve upon her own natural aptitude. However, she's anything but prepared for the journey that lies ahead of her. She's inexperienced, clueless, nearly incapable of fending for herself, and her lack of common sense is almost unreal. However, she's determined to make a better life for herself than the one she had before, and her resolve alone might just be enough to help her reach her goal. Well, that is, if things were going in her favor to begin with. There is another force that seeks to divert her path to a less pleasant venue, and it is far stronger than she is. In order to keep herself from losing sight of why she even left home in the first place, she'll have to stay ahead of a surprisingly powerful, on-the-rise faction in a foreign land - and she won't be able to do that alone. This aspiring mage will travel alongside pickpockets and pariahs, mercenaries and monarchs, and many more intriguing inhabitants of the province of Skyrim on the way to achieving her dream - and, just maybe, she'll befriend a few of them along the way way. But her path will not be an easy one - at least, not the one that she's hoping to take. She will have to make sacrifices and learn to adapt to unfavorable outcomes, and, in the end, she may learn that following her dreams might not be in her best interest.

Toril Stormcloud, an ancient Daughter of Coldharbour, has returned to her native home of Skyrim after being away for several hundred years. She's come back with a purpose, but her plans are derailed when she becomes a captive of the Imperial Legion. Alongside many Stormcloaks-including Ulfric himself-and a few other people, Toril finds herself being carted away to her execution. After a harrowing escape alongside one of her fellow prisoners, Toril resumes her mission, heading towards Morthal and an old crypt that holds something very important to her. Something equally as old as herself. Something equally as powerful. And she needs to get to it before others do. Others who would exploit the power within the crypt. So, with a newly turned vampire in tow, Toril heads for the crypt, ready to take on anyone inside. All she wants to do is protect her best and oldest friend. NOTE: All rights to Skyrim belong to Bethesda Game Studios. I am only writing a fanfiction, and all my original characters and dialogue belong to me.

The Dragon Crisis is over twenty-five years past, as is Skyrim's bloody civil war. The Dragonborn, the legendary hero who slayed the World-Eater, is dead, leaving his daughter behind to finish his final mission. But Amelsa Dragontooth is up to the challenge. She alone has the secrets her father died trying to protect from the hands of the Thalmor, an organization of elven supremacists believing they are the true rulers of Tamriel. Now she is faced with the perilous task of getting the information to her father's closest and most valuable friend, High King Ulfric Stormcloak, while avoiding Thalmor agents and bounty hunters at every turn. Follow the events of the daughter of the Dragonborn and her fight against the Thalmor. Note: I do not own the cover art.

A collection of several short stories that come to my mind. The contents of this book of tales include (but are not limited to): Character backstories, non-Mage story arc character appearances, utter ridiculousness, and perhaps even previews of works yet to come, as well as the occasional character interview. (Better summary later; this is all I've got for now.)

I highly recommend you read my completed Skyrim works before reading this book. Sometimes, authors have ideas that look good in rough drafts, or in early versions of their works, but don't make any sense after they get done polishing up the story they're writing. Most authors would shrug it off and just leave the idea floating around, never to be seen by the public. Not me. No, I don't like to waste writing. I don't want to keep these crazy ideas to myself. I want to share them with the world. And that was where the idea for This is Our Home came from. This book is a collection of short stories that didn't make the cut when I was writing my other books. Features any characters from previous books and any characters that will be requested. Requests are always open. NOTE: This is not a reader insert book or one-shots book. This will all be written from a first-person perspective.

I don't know what I did to deserve this. Sundering of my soul, the destruction of all I held dear. Well, that's a bit dramatic, but hey. I've got to tell my story, don't I? Though I'll admit... perhaps the savior of the world isn't quite so honorable as she should have been. Let's get the exposition over with-- Why in all of Tamriel did I sell my goddamn soul?! ------- Hello! This story is currently being rewritten as Moonlight's Eclipse. It's quite the improvement! Take a look at my profile if you're interested! -------- Highest rankings: #1 in Brynjolf (01/05/19, 09/18/23) #1 in Scrolls (06/22/18) #1 in Skyrim (09/13/20, 11/02/22) ------- Morning Star=January Sun's Dawn=February First Seed=March Rain's Hand=April Second Seed=May Midyear=June Sun's Height=July Last Seed=August Heartfire=September Frostfall=October Sun's Dusk=November Evening Star=December ----------------------------- Original description: Are you kidding me? I went to Riften for a break. Being an adventurer isn't exactly an easy job all the time. Yet the first thing I do is get mixed up in the Thieves Guild. I must be a damn genius. Contains suggestive themes, strong language, alcohol use, and heavy descriptions of gore. Rated PG-13. ___