(Perhaps I'll update. Perhaps I won't. Who knows? I don't.) When darkness and light collide, there is bound to be quite the firework show. Serana is a vampire, a child of the night; Selene, a vampire hunter, a child of light. When Selene joined the Dawnguard, all she really wanted to do was cut down some vampires. Her red hot hatred for vampires made her the perfect candidate for the job. After she uncovers the mysterious Serana sealed away in a tomb below the surface of the world, things are set into motion that cannot be stopped. A prophesy where vampires block out the sun and enslave all mortals? Even Serana isn't up for that scale of war. Selene never imagined that she would have to team up with the creature she was so sworn to kill. It does not go without say that the alliance between the hunted and hunter is strained, and often arguments and fights break out. Not only does the duo have to learn to work together if they want to stop the prophesy from coming true, but another darkness is rising below the surface of the vampire wars. One connected to a dark past long forgotten. One so dark, perhaps the roles of light and darkness. . . are reversed? Skyrim Dawnguard fan fiction. No copyright intended. Rated M for language. It's not THAT bad. Just don't want children being children about it. You had warning, you little bits. All works, story lines, and characters belong to Bethesda. Save my character. Duh.

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.

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.

Femke, a Nordic-Bosmeri woman, has come to Riften to start over. She thought she was ready for adventuring in the big, wide world outside of her meager home in the mining colony of Dawnstar. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps and roadblocks, she stumbles to Riften, footsore, hungry, and with no money to her name, in hopes of finding some good, honest work. But no one seems to trust her because she has elven blood. Turned away and alone, she is found by two members of a mysterious organization operating within Riften. One, a Nordic man called Brynjolf, takes pity on the poor human-elf and offers her a job, and if she does well, a spot within the "Guild," as he puts it. NOTE: If I owned Skyrim, I would have no need for writing fanfictions just for the heck of it. I only own Femke and my original dialogue. Everything else is credited to Bethesda Game Studios.

*A tale set in the world of Skyrim* *The first in the Arch-Mage Trilogy* The Dragonborn has disappeared. Alduin has yet to be destroyed. Rowlen Mabierre, a Breton, joins the College of Winterhold in the hopes of becoming powerful enough to do what the Dragonborn did not. However, his ultimate goal is tossed aside when he and his classmate discover something hidden deep within Mzulft. Meanwhile, the Arch-Mage of the College embarks on a journey across Skyrim.... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the media images used in this story. The plotline and characters mentioned in this story belong to the author. The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim is a copyright of Bethesda Game Studios. Mature content: Profanity and violence, sexual themes. Reader discretion advised.

Arava is a Dark Brotherhood assassin. She is happy with her life; happy serving Sithis by doing his bidding, and Astrid's. But when an eccentric newcomer, Cicero, arrives at the sanctuary with the Night Mother, the Old Ways are reintroduced. The Brotherhood is divided, at a time when they need to pull together most: the biggest contract in centuries. Arava must set it right, and restore the peace. It will not be easy, or without cost, though. Note: I do not own Skyrim or the Dark Brotherhood. It belongs to Bethesda, as do most of the characters. Arava and most of the plot is mine.

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....

UNFINISHED This story is Assassin's Creed and Skyrim... sort of. It's told from the point of view of Rapier, a Khajiit that is part of the Dark Brotherhood, and her companion Kharjo, also part of the Dark Brotherhood. I include my favorite assassin. Drum roooollllllll, Archer Tamilo Cormac! I bet you're not surprised. Anyway, enjoy the story and let me know if you have any questions for the characters!

The Civil War in Skyrim ended 7 years ago. The Stormcloaks beat the Imperial Army fair and square ... Well, with a little help from the Dovahkiin. But now there is a new problem rising. The cities of Skyrim are turning poor as merchants stop coming, stopping the trade between them. Can Vivian - the Dragonborn - find out what is happening? This problem added to everything else, including possible romance and fights to the death, means that the Dovahkiin has a very hectic and unique life! Where do her loyalties lie? Any nice comments or constructive criticism appreciated!!