Aeyrin and Bishop continue their journeys through Skyrim, trying to deal with the looming threats in their path. The Province is still ravaged by the dragons, as well as the war, and both new and old enemies still hound their steps. Their adventures are far from over whether they wish it or not. This is a direct continuation of the first book from the Northbound Pilgrimage saga - a fanfiction set during the events of The Elder Scrolls V - Skyrim, complemented with the characters and story of Skyrim Romance Mod.

Toril Stormcloud, an ancient Daughter of Coldharbour, has returned to her native home of Skyrim after being away for several hundred years. She's come back with a purpose, but her plans are derailed when she becomes a captive of the Imperial Legion. Alongside many Stormcloaks-including Ulfric himself-and a few other people, Toril finds herself being carted away to her execution. After a harrowing escape alongside one of her fellow prisoners, Toril resumes her mission, heading towards Morthal and an old crypt that holds something very important to her. Something equally as old as herself. Something equally as powerful. And she needs to get to it before others do. Others who would exploit the power within the crypt. So, with a newly turned vampire in tow, Toril heads for the crypt, ready to take on anyone inside. All she wants to do is protect her best and oldest friend. NOTE: All rights to Skyrim belong to Bethesda Game Studios. I am only writing a fanfiction, and all my original characters and dialogue belong to me.

A fan-written story about romance in the world of Skyrim. Casavir had ventured from far away, both by land and sea, to Skyrim. Word spread across Nirn of the dragons coming back and, alongside them, the Dragonborn. Casavir had to find a new start, a new beginning, to distance himself from the dark memories of his past. His path leads him to Skyrim. This work of fanfic is dedicated to my beloved Paladin and inspired by the Skyrim Romance Mod. I don't own Skyrim, the mod, or the characters. NWN2 is the rightful holder of Casavir and Bishop. Casavir was nothing more than a ghost in NWN2 and SRM, and I felt the need to bring him back to life with a well-round and in-depth personality. This story contains major plot details from the main quest of Skyrim, so you should play the quest if you don't want spoilers. WARNING!! Possible spelling mistakes. If you're a fan of this story, express your appreciation by giving it a star rating and leaving a comment. Your kindness is much appreciated!

Rona Lightfoot, a mercenary from Cyrodiil, travels to Skyrim after receiving a letter that her mother is ill and bedridden. There she survives the horrors in Helgen only to meet with the crude and cocky ranger, Bishop, whom she promises to aid in rescuing his wolf. Along the way, she discovers she is Dragonborn and is guided by ancient Dovahkiin of yore on a journey to defeat the World Eater, Alduin, who threatens to destroy their world. As Rona's journey grows more arduous and troubling she and Bishop find themselves falling in love and remain steadfast to one another despite the many hardships that threaten to tear them apart.

Short stories that I write in my free time involving settings and scenes that do not take place directly in the main story. Some of these are blasts to the past or just looks into different relationships. Sometimes I get bit by the writing bug for something not main story related and will put it here.

Rona Lightfoot, the Dragonborn, journeys across Skyrim training her thu'um and searching the Dwemer ruins for the Elder Scroll. Along the way she finds herself mixed up with the Thieves Guild and eventually, the Dark Brotherhood comes calling. Bishop, the lone ranger and his wolf Karnwyr search all across the harsh, cold land that is Skyrim for his beloved who left him at the Throat of the World in order to spare him from her cruel destiny. He will not stop his search until he is reunited with her. Author's Note: Thank you for taking the time to read this story. This is in fact BOOK TWO, of a four-part series. So if you have not read Book One, Rona's Story: An Epic Skyrim Romance, I strongly recommend going back and reading that one first or you will be entirely lost on this read.

Aeyrin is a cleric raised in the chapel of Stendarr in Chorrol. When she leaves the safety of the hallowed halls on a pilgrimage, her journey takes her north into the province of Skyrim. The land, however, proves much more traitorous than she anticipates and unfortunate events force her onto a path of a greater destiny that she would have ever imagined. This is a fanfiction set during the events of The Elder Scrolls V - Skyrim, complemented with the characters and story of the amazing Skyrim Romance Mod.

*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.

Karl has lived the same, old, boring routine. He tended to his parents' ever-growing land, he stalked his kills in the woods with his friend Nia, which he would then sell to some interested merchant. He has harvested, hunted, and haggled his entire life. All he ever dreamed of was to become a Legionnaire, a decorated soldier of the Imperial Legion. Yet, it seems his dreams were too far to accomplish. But, when an unprecedented disaster strikes the homestead, Karl realized he has been given a second chance to change the course of his life, and to chase the dream that he had always wanted. Unbeknownst to him, the Legion were having problems of their own. Fresh off another major military loss, and the recent death of their Emperor, the Legion was in total disarray. Unluckily for them, an elven-supremacist group known as the Aldmeri Dominion, is stirring up for another great war. Rated PG-16 for violence, foul language, and some explicit innuendos. This is a FANFICTION! I do not own the Elder Scrolls series. That right solely belongs to Bethesda Softworks.

Karl is anxious. It has been weeks since the Miracle of Leyawiin, and his newly-attained rank as a Private has given him some privileges, like his very own horse. However, it also comes with certain responsibilities. The Emperor has tasked him with escorting a diplomat all the way to the stunning capital of Hammerfell, in order to settle a newfound alliance with the Redguards. However, trouble is brewing in the kingdom. The Dominion fleet is coming, and a truce agreement between two political parties is about to implode. With an unlikely band of fellow Legionnaires keeping him company, Karl is determined to make it through the deadly sands and sweltering heat of the Alik'r Desert, and fulfill his mission, even if it means trusting a rival. -- Rated PG-16 for violent and disturbing scenes, and sexual innuendos. This is a sequel of my previous work, Legionnaire. In order to understand this story better, please check the former out first. Also, please give a vote and a comment. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated. THE FOLLOWING IS A FANFICTION! The Elder Scrolls name and right belong solely to Bethesda Game Studios.