She doesn't speak. She sees everything. When a case threatens to tear Derek Morgan apart, the BAU is forced to accept help from an outsider-Special Agent Sophia Clark, a mute profiler with unsettling insight and no allegiance to anyone but the truth. As suspicion closes in and danger escalates, Sophia becomes Derek's quiet anchor in a storm of doubt, violence, and buried trauma. Their connection builds slowly, deliberately-through glances, signs, and moments that don't need sound to matter. The Sound of Silence is a Criminal Minds slow burn exploring trust, trauma, and love found in the spaces between words. 🥇Criminal Minds February-March 2026

"You cannot treat people like that and then look at me like this." "Like what?" "Like you are an idiot who is a stupid idiot!" Aonung x oc Atwow, Afaa, ...

Clementine Monroe has always loved too much and too hard. In London, she found Lando Norris, her first great love and her first betrayal. Now, just as she's trying to give him another chance, Oscar Piastri steps in, calm, honest, and impossible to ignore. Caught between the chaos of the paddock, half-hidden secrets, and a heart that no longer knows where it belongs, Clementine has to choose: Go back to the boy she thought was her destiny... or fall for the one who actually sees her.

Veronica Dawson was never meant to be more than a reader of someone else's legend. Then she wakes in the brutal halls of Basgiath War College, inside a world she was only ever supposed to escape into. Survival should be simple. Keep her head down. Follow the plot she already knows. Do not interfere. But the moment she becomes Verena Draeven, everything slips out of her control. Dragons take notice of her. Power answers her in ways it should not. And Xaden Riorson, lethal and unreadable, looks at her like he sees the cracks in her soul and the secrets buried beneath them. Verena knows she does not belong in this world. She knows the dangers waiting for her, the deaths that should come, and the monsters hiding behind human faces. She knows the future. She knows the ending. What she does not know is what she is becoming. Because something ancient stirs. Something the dragons recognize. And the longer she remains in this world, the more it bends around her, reshaping itself in ways she cannot stop. If Basgiath begins to unravel, it will not be because she broke the story. It will be because this world was never meant to contain her. A Fourth Wing fanfic Xaden x Female OC

𝐴𝑁 𝐸𝑀𝑃𝑌𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑁 𝐹𝐴𝑁𝐹𝐼𝐶𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 | 𝑋𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑅𝑖𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝘅 𝑂𝐶 | 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒈 & 𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 ‼𝑆𝑃𝑂𝐼𝐿𝐸𝑅𝑆‼ "If you're not who you were, and you're not who you pretend to be... then who are you?" Lila Morgan didn't expect to wake up after she jumped. And she definitely didn't expect to wake up in the world of Fourth Wing-the book that once kept her going through the darkest nights. But this isn't a dream. It's not fiction. And survival here demands more than knowledge of what's "supposed" to happen. Now living under the name Liora Emberveil, she tells herself this is a second chance. A chance to become someone stronger. Better. Someone worth something. She throws herself into the role of a fictional heroine; confident, brave, untouchable. But no matter how fast she runs, she can't outrun herself. Because the truth is: Lila didn't come here healed. She came here broken. She's anxious, self-destructive, and still carrying the weight of a life she didn't want to live. And the more she tries to control the story, the more it spirals. Every decision rewrites the future she thought she knew. Every connection threatens the mask she's carefully built. And when she catches the attention of Xaden Riorson-a man who sees too much-her carefully drawn lines begin to blur. ⭐︎★If you enjoy this story on Wattpad but want options, it's also available on AO3! Feel free to check it out there to read, download, and support me on another platform. Thanks for being here, and happy reading!★⭐︎

On the final battlefield of her realm, a Valkyrie stands alone among the fallen. Her sisters lie dead at her feet, their combined power spiraling out of control as ancient magic tears itself apart. In the chaos of her world's collapse, she is flung into a rift between realms-straight into Navarre, a land where dragons rule the skies and riders are forged by fire... and death. Wounded, grieving, and stripped of everything she's ever known, she expects to die on impact. Instead, a dragon chooses her. She must navigate Basgiath, a war college filled with liars, rebels, and lethal politics. And the Wingleader with shadows in his eyes is either her greatest threat... or the only one who sees her for what she really is. To survive this new world, she'll have to use new magic, and a destiny far deadlier than the battle that destroyed her home. Because Valkyries don't fall. They rise-again and again.

At Basgiath, secrets burn as fiercely as dragons, and Alyra Tauri is carrying more than anyone realizes: stolen intel, a fractured loyalty, and a power that could unravel the empire itself. With the wards failing and rebellion stirring in the dark, every step she takes pulls her closer to the truth her father tried to bury. Xaden Riorson lives in the shadows-wingleader, weapon, and threat wrapped into one. He is everything Alyra was warned against, and everything she can't stay away from. Tethered by fate and forged through fire, their bond is as dangerous as it is irresistible. As enemies close in and the line between duty and desire blurs, Alyra must decide what she's willing to burn for-because some fires don't destroy. They illuminate. Full rights to Rebecca Yarros for Fourth Wing. This is just a fanfiction!!

"𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ, 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑦." Danielle Fyr: the last living legacy of her bloodline, is a whisper among the Tyrrish. A ghost on the lips of her people. The Fyr bloodline is sacred, a unique one intertwined with their dragons. Because they are not just regular humans, but the only ones with magic still in their veins. Their souls are entertwined with their dragons through unique bonds that have stretched through generations. And Danielle is special because she is not only bonded to one dragon, or two, but 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 dragons. And she has returned to protect her people... and claim what is rightfully hers. Fanfiction|Fantasy|Romantacy 18+ ONGOING RANDOM UPDATES UNDERGOING MAJOR REWRITE I DO NOT OWN FOURTH WING! FOURTH WING IS OWNED BY REBECCA YARROS ONLY!

Princess Clarke Tauri has always been a symbol - the jewel of the Serran Empire, second in line to a throne she never asked to inherit, trained in diplomacy, etiquette... and how to weaponize a smile. But when war bleeds across the continent and rebellion ignites in the shadows, her father sends her to Basgiath War College with one order: Watch. Learn. Do not bond a dragon. But Clarke has never been good at following the rules. Thrust into the brutal world of Rider Quadrant, she enters under her true name - publicly royal, infamously spoiled, and far more dangerous than anyone expects. Her peers whisper that she's a pawn. A liability. A crown with no place on the battlefield. Until she starts proving them wrong. With a sharp tongue, secret scars, and a fire that won't stay buried, Clarke begins to carve her own legend - and catch the attention of two very different men: Dain Aetos, the golden boy with loyal hands and a wounded heart... and Garrick Tavis, the scowling wing leader who sees too much and trusts nothing. But dragons don't bond to pretty titles or whispered threats. And as tensions rise between rebellion and regime, Clarke must decide what she's willing to burn to become more than a symbol - to become something real. Because in Basgiath, surviving is a choice. Becoming fire is a declaration.

#1 in Tairn When the Great War begins, dragons want nothing to do with mortals. Navarre is losing against the Venin. Magic burns the battlefields. Provinces fall. And Seris Riorson? She's locked in a tower like a precious jewel no one is allowed to touch. The youngest of her family, adored but smothered, Seris was trained to fight, yet forbidden to ever set foot near danger. Especially not the Tyrrish nesting grounds, where one mistake might start a second war. But curiosity has always been her ruin. What begins as a stolen escape into the forest becomes an ambush at the border. Venin see her. They recognize the Duke's daughter. And they want her. And a poison-tipped blade doesn't care how brave she is. As darkness claims her, Amelia sees the last thing she ever expected: a massive black dragon, eyes like molten gold, watching her fall. Tairn does not save humans. Tairn does not choose humans. Tairn does not transform into a man for anyone. Until her. #1 in Tairn #1 in Empyrean