Dawnguard Stories

Serana and Elayn find themselves in sunny Italy, where few vampires dare to tread. But vampires aren't the worst things to stalk in the dark

A story about a vampire who regrets her life because of the curse laid upon her by a naive young version of herself.

"You're one of us, there is no turning back." Jake said. "Can I defeat them?" I asked. "Don't worry, you have us. Welcome to Haven's Dawn Military." The Kingdom of Twilight has once again been attacked by the demons. A boy name Mayson Lewis lost his family when a demon crushed his home into pieces along with his family inside. With that, Mayson promised to himself that he will avenge his family's death. In a middle of the attack, he suddenly bumped into a military full of soldiers-risking their lives in order to save their kingdom. He notice a symbol on the back of their capes, its shape looks like a sun. He knew directly that it was the Haven's Dawn Military. Who knew that this was actually the beginning of his road to being the Prince of the Dawn? (Sorry, if I continue, I might tell the whole story so I'll cut it just like that.)

Part 3 of the Oblivion tales Castle Volkihar

This is only for the Serana Dialogue Add-On Skyrim mod community. It's ya girl taylorclone from the server writing this dreadful story for no reason other than to see how far I can go with it before I get caught up in doing something else lol. It'll be about an alternative take on the Dawnguard DLC and Serana's story with SDA in mind along with some other spicy things. Obviously, the cover art and descriptions aren't final so keep that in mind.

A boy abandoned and shunned by the people of his town just because he had the call of the hunt by the daedric prince Hercine. Now he's on the run to Dimhollow crypt were he's bit off more than he could chew.

The story of Tiber against all of those who wish to bring harm to Nirn. Why in oblivion is it always me? -Tiber the Dragonborn circa 202 Forth Era.

This is the tale of a mage named Autumn and a swordsman named Margo on their journey. They travel from the outskirts of the small but well-known town of Winterhold battling the Dawnguard to protect the innocent and whats theirs.

When the snow fell red upon Dawnmere Keep, young Arthur Dawnmere II lost everything - his home, his family, and the warmth of his childhood. But from the ashes rose a destiny older than kingdoms. Rescued by Ser Uther Lightmere, a knight bound by oath and honor, Arthur learns of his father's legacy - the Sword of Morning, forged in dawnfire, once wielded to drive back the shadows of the Nightborne Knights. Now, as darkness stirs once more and ancient evils wake beneath the winter winds, Arthur must journey north toward Auren's Light, where the last hope of men may yet burn. The night rises once more... But so will the dawn.

A member of the Dawngaurd finds out about his wife's true nature.

Lord Harkon's desire for blood & power is something he can control, but his new craving for the valiant red-head who stumbled into his castle becomes something he can't forbear. A ravenous hunger sweeps over them, & the girl's hatred towards vampires slowly slips away, when she awakes next to the Vampire Lord himself. HarkonxOC Tw: strong language, violence, sexual content; overall mature themes

Racked with guilt from a dark past and the weight of recognition he had for slaying Alduin, the Dragonborn Remus exiled himself from Skyrim. Still, even after going incognito, he fought for the people's sake; taking on bounties like he used to & relying on his former connections to keep himself from the world. He emerged two years later because of the rising vampire threat. He joined the Dawnguard, and was on his first mission to Dimhollow Crypt. He unveiled its secrets, only to awaken an ancient vampire by the name of Serana. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Note: - I do not own Skyrim or any of the Elder Scrolls series content - I used some of the dialogues in-game - The pictures I'm using in this work aren't mine either

Ronvar, a mage of the College of Winterhold is called upon by the guild of vampire hunter known as the Dawnguard. In answering their call, he uncovers secrets to his family's past as he uses them in the Dawnguard's fight to save Skyrim's future.

The vampires have returned, and with it a greater menace has emerged. Can the dragonborn save us? Or will she to fall?

It was all the damn warlocks fault.

Ever wondered what the previous heroes were like before the events of Rising of the Shield Hero? Well this story will tell of one of these brave heroes who nearly died but lived having his holy/Legendary weapon removed from his body. Then his re-arising during the events of Shield Hero. Now this hero is going to be reawakened into a new cardinal hero. The wild hero.

In the land of Skyrim, there were two Redguard brothers. The oldest, Naclan and the youngest, Jonrk. They've always had to compete, until one day, they took their rivalry too far that lead them to depart on separate paths. Up in the north lies Castle Volkihar. Inside housed a clan of vampires, lead by the Vampire Lord, Harkon. In the City of Whiterun, housed The companions. Warrior heroes by day, werewolves by night. Then there was the Dawnguard, famous yet vaguely known vampire hunters. Lord Harkon, along his other vampire thralls aim to eternally block the sun so that they may forever roam the Earth, conquering every inch of land within their reach. The Dawngaurd knew of this, but with their dwindling numbers and the vampires' ever increasing, they enlist the help of the companions. A war is waiting, the brothers will meet on the battlefield. Will they set aside their rivalry to save the world? Or will it be everyone's downfall?

Ihr hättet handeln müssen - Sie sind bereits hier. Die Rollen der Alten verkünden ihre Rückkehr. Ihre Niederlage war lediglich ein Aufschub. Zu der Zeit, nachdem Oblivion sich öffnete. Wenn die Söhne Himmelsrand ihr eigenes Blut vergießen würden. Doch niemand wollte es glauben - Glauben, dass sie überhaupt existieren. Und wenn die Wahrheit endlich ans Licht kommt, brennt sie lichterloh.

Two halves of a whole. That's what my brother and I are. As we were little, no one could tell the difference between us. After all we are twins. But as time progressed, and we grew older, it became easier to tell us apart. And that is when things became dangerous. You see, when I reached the age for maturity my brother forbid me to go out on my own. He said it was for my safety, though I didn't believe him. I was stupid not to. And because of my stupidity, our lives were changed forever. My brother, in a desperate attempt to protect me from a feral Vampire that happened across my wounded form, became a Vampire himself. While I....was forcibly turned into a Werewolf due to the creature that had gotten to me just moments before. Now we live in solitude, hiding away from the rest of the world while doing our best to survive. Taking odd jobs when in need of coin and hunting for fresh meat and blood to keep us filled. For years we lived like this, peaceful and safe from harm. But it seems as if the Gods have other plans for us. Plans that place the fate of Nirn in our hands and the lives of many on our shoulders.