Gwynyn D'arbel is a young Breton hoping to find adventure in Skyrim. Instead, all she gets is arrested. After narrowly escaping a dragon attack, she heads to the one landmark she knows: Whiterun. She fights for the right cause and has a spark in her eyes, and is happily accepted by all in Jorrvaskr. But Vilkas sees her as more than a sister...

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.

This is an Alduin x Female!Dovahkiin story. Down below are some things you should view before reading this story. This story will contain the following: Emotional Themes Pregnancy Fictional Shouts(ones that are not in the game) Death Drinking Sexual Themes Here are some things I would like to say to those who read this fanfiction: Kind Comments are Welcomed! Questions are Welcomed! Thank You for reading my story!

I, Evanna Ice-Blood, am an adventurer in Skyrim and was once a part of the Stormcloak army. On my travels throughout Skyrim and on my way through the Skyrim Rebellion, I found these letters. Secret letters. Between Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King of Skyrim, and Legate Rikke, a Nord who betrayed her people to side with the bastard Empire and the elves. This is the story between the two and how some things never change, no matter what happens *Bethesda owns all characters and places mentioned in this story except for the narrator*

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.

Maris' memory is a clouded one and a dark one. But somehow she found her self as the Harbinger to the companions. Though one companion in particular makes her life a living hell. Vilkas. But they must put their differences aside when Maris helps him to get rid of his beast blood.

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....

Lilith knows more about vampires than the average child. Too much, some would say. But despite all that her vampire hunter father has told her, she still yearns for more knowledge about the elusive creatures of the night. Especially one that has evaded even the most experienced of vampire hunter's knowledge: the Telboth vampire. One such creature had been rumored to have plagued Lilith's village some fifty years ago. The rest of the townsfolk believed it to either have perished or moved on to prey upon another village after having driven it out. But her father assures her that it is still out there, waiting for its chance to strike again and taste the blood of the innocent. But why? Why had this creature vanished for so long? Why was it so focused on her village? Why were children its primary prey? Well, if she wishes to learn more about this horrific beast, what better way to learn than from the creature itself? Warning: contains traumatic and gruesome themes dealing with children and family. {Elder Scrolls/Skyrim fanfic} {Takes place in Valenwood; just before the the events of Skyrim (aka the return of the dragons)} {Music will be provided in nearly every chapter for ambience or to relate to the chapter} {*Contains heavy amounts of gore, blood, and violence. Nothing sexual.} {Disclaimer: I do not own any art included in this novel or any part of Skyrim.}

𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖆 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙? 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔖𝔨𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢. ℑ 𝔬𝔠𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔰. 𝔈𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢! 𝕿𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 @𝕾𝖐𝖞_𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊! *I currently update about three times a year haha oops* Most of these are very old and feature poor grammar and cringey phrases!! Trust me... it's bad. ❤️ Thanks for all the support! ❤️