He'd been alive for a while and lost track of time. Happens when you're immortal and one one blink of an eye is a hundred years of human. After the exile he ut himself in for centuries, he's finally Ready to step back into the real world. Things have changed, some Things never change. Something pulled him out of the shadows and he's going to fing out what, or who. What was love, hate, feelings? He wouldn't rest until he found out the reason he was called upon.

Illena Draekar had no idea why she applied to be a dragon rider. She had her reasons, of course. But her reasons were a secret, and Illena was so full of them that she didn't know anymore what was a secret and what was just a fact. She had a plan, that was a fact. But the plan itself was a secret. The war was getting worse, that was a fact, and was also a fact that Illena was the one to blame for that. Which war? That was a secret. Why she was the one to blame? Also a secret. Why she had so many secrets and so many facts? Well, that's a secret. But I'll give you a fact: she thinks it's time to fight. And what better place to begin than Basgiath? The marked ones were there. The dragons were there, the professors, the weapons, the lies, the reasons, they were all there. The only thing she did not expect to be there was love. But love was for children, and Garrick surely wasn't one. Illena may have fallen in love with him, anyway. But that was a secret as well. And also a fact. (This is a Fourth Wing fanfiction, the characters and the story belongs to Rebecca Yarros, only the main character, Illena, is original)

Nestled deep within the Vale, the enigmatic Kingdom of Nazari remained a secret realm, its existence veiled from the outside world. For countless ages, it had sustained the Empyrean in secrecy. Arina Selene Adair, the last in line to Nazari's throne, knew no other home. But when an ancient hatchery emerges beyond the protective barriers, and whispers of a concealed metropolis reach the ears of Navarre, the balance of their worlds teeters on the edge. Based on the Empyrean Series By Rebecca Yarros

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 ⨟ completed fourth wing short story | no sequel | discontinued ✧. ┊fem!oc 𝒙 ridoc © amilliondreamzz

A spoiler filled fanfic chapter of the 12 hours Violet lost at the end of Onyx Storm. Disclaimer: These are not my characters or story idea, all rights belong to Rebecca Yarros. This is a fan fiction writing occurring after the events in Onyx Storm.

Welcome to Young God! This alternate universe paranormal harry x reader tale was started a long while back and I wanted to revamp and revisit. Content warning: drug usage, violence, dark/mature themes. Overall NSFW, but that will be specified at the beginning of each chapter. While there is a female protagonist, she's identified by name alone and her features/physical appearance (aside from clothing) will not be detailed since she is the reader!