Being Maven Black-Briar's granddaughter, Mira has never really wanted for anything. The Black-Briars are the most respected family in Riften and their reach extends to most of the other Holds throughout Skyrim as well. No one will dare hurt Mira's feelings or deny her anything she wants, because if they do, Maven will hear about it. She can do anything she wants except for the thing she wants to do most. She wants to become an adventurer, but her family would never allow such a thing. Instead she is being groomed as part of the most influential family in Skyrim, and hates every second of it. Mira's boring life is turned upside down when she is framed for murder, but saved by an unknown stranger. Thrown out of everything she has come to know, Mira must discover her new path while dealing with a dangerously handsome man who grows more complicated the closer she comes to understanding him.

This is a Skyrim Fanfiction depicting the story of the Dark Brotherhood quest-line through the life of a male Nord called Ivarr...with a modified story line, of course. Ivarr is an adventurer by profession, Dragonborn by nature and good at whatever he does. He loves sneaking up on people and shooting arrows in their knees. But during one such adventure, Ivarr meets a young boy named Aventus performing a dark ritual called the Black Sacrament and gets pulled into a mysterious guild - The Dark Brotherhood and a new adventure begins.

The voices are never there to help. Only to hurt. Nicolette Connors is a patient in a mental facility. Her ailment is schizophrenia. Her only escape is her music. Specifically, the music of her beloved musical, The Phantom of the Opera. What will happen when the world becomes too much, and her hallucinations go so far as to create a whole other life for her? A life in the realm of the Phantom of the Opera. I do not own Phantom of the Opera, only my plot lines and characters.

I, Kisvar, the only known Dragonborn, have defeated Alduin in Sovngarde. I joined the side of the Stormcloaks in the Civil War, and the Empire is subdued once and for all. Skyrim is at peace, and I am renowned across the Nine Holds. You might think my life has slowed down some now, right? That I'm taking a well-earned break from adventuring? .... No. I make my living as an adventurer, and in secret, as the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild. I thrive on adventure and attention. You wouldn't take a break from breathing, would you? Didn't think so. Now I'm starting on a new quest, one that started with two strangely-dressed men and an order to kill me from some person named Miraak....