Draugr Stories

Fjord Talonslash, the Khajiit, wondered why he had to hike up this giant mountain to see some old men. Why couldn't they have chosen someone else? Most importantly, who is this Dragonborn fellow?

A Skyrim fanfiction describing the backstory to Aventus Aretino's father.

When Darius and his group take a job to kill the un-dead, he doesn't realise just what he's getting in to. As the clutches of the Dead Queen tighten around him and his friends, hidden truths are revealed that could shatter the group.

Things are amiss in the quaint town of Rowan Falls, and it's up to a nature photographer to get to the bottom of it.

A small essay on the nature of Draugr. Lore-accurate read from inside Tamriel.

Pain. Pain is the existence of alertness, and the presence of agony. Both of which are necessary for survival. Events unfold to reveal the pathway every person has set for them. But when everything and everyone is dead and gone, what do you do?

To humans, the world is a safe, heartwarming place. Not so much to the other denizens of our world. Hidden and sworn to secrecy by a council of powerful sorcerers, Supernatural creatures live among us. The world for them is a much darker, dangerous place, where any interference with the mortal world is punishable by death. Upheld by the Supernatural Hunters, the Reapers, and the Council's feared enforcer, The Draugr. Such was the world that Will walked into, when he was bitten and became one of them. Now, he must learn to adapt and survive in a world filled with danger.

Elys part de chez elle en quête d'aventure, elle qui n'a toujours connu qu'une petite vie tranquille dans une quelconque bourgade , elle va décider d'accomplir son rêve et enfin partir de chez elle. Avec le retour des dragons , d'Alduin le destructeur de mondes, elle découvrira enfin sa vraie nature et vivra d'innombrables aventures.. Suivez Elys dans son périple en Bordeciel , ceci est son récit. J'ai eu l'idée de romancer mon aventure sur Skyrim, un jeu faisant partie de la saga des Elder Scrolls par Bethesda Softworks. Les noms des villes , des personnages et lieux en général viennent du jeu et tous les extraits des livres de Skyrim dans mon histoire ne m'appartiennent évidemment pas. L'image de couverture ne m'appartient pas. Merci de ne pas plagier et je vous souhaite de bien vous amuser en lisant mon histoire! N'hésitez pas à me laisser un petit commentaire si le cœur vous en dit. Bonne lecture !

Draugr. What are they? Why are they here? Why do they still walk the halls of their tombs, when they should be resting? Aka: this is what happens when you play too much Skyrim

!!!NOT FULL VERSION!!! Life rarely goes the way you'd expect. Death however, never does. Melody Adler; daughter, mother, widow. She was a woman of many words, and even more talents, a kind soul who strived for the very best at every turn. She longed to one day move her mother and daughter out of her rundown apartment, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Unfortunately, none of that matters. Because she's dead. Melody woke up in the middle of an empty field, left with nothing but her new diary, her memories, a whole lot of questions and no one to ask them to. At first she couldn't tell if she was in hell or heaven. Then she met Her. And it all went down hill from there. ___________________________________________ This is my second draft of this book and I am currently in the process of self publishing it! So fair warning to any new or current readers, I'm leaving the full version on here for a while, but I am going to be taking most of it down soon, most likely mid to late July!!!! So get it while it's hot!! Hot meaning free! Please feel free to correct any grammar mistakes, or give general advice on writing, promoting, or on how to write a better description. Thanks for reading!

a random journal of my characters and their adventures through the land of Skyrim

think of a story, think of your own world. Run like a dragon, fly like a phoenix. Be a hero or a villain. Just try to think. And maybe it will come, to you. And maybe the eyes, the eyes. EYES, the only thing i can see is EYES. EYES in trees, and owls with only made of EYES. btw is story is today 3 years old i wrote this when i was like 9 to 10

Alarick Svenson, a recently deceased Lord of Midgard is given a second life by the Valkyrie Brynhild. Before he can truly witness the glory of Valhalla, the two must set out into the world of men, to put an end to a darkness which haunts the forest.

Vi è un tempo in cui il sangue non basta più. Né per placare la sete, né per tenere in vita i ricordi. Da secoli immemori il mondo è abitato da creature che non dovrebbero esistere. Vampiri, Licantropi, Demoni. Questi esseri hanno camminato tra gli uomini, nascosti nei luoghi più remoti dell'ombra, ma il tempo delle tenebre sta per giungere alla fine. Una guerra oscura si prepara, destinata a cambiare per sempre il fato dell'umanità; La guerra delle Lune. Nel cuore antico delle terre Nordiche, Sigurdr Karl Alfsson; L'Arcivampiro, iniziò a tessere la sua rete di potere, manovrando i fili del destino. Con l'intento di costruire un impero che unisca tutte le razze soprannaturali sotto il suo dominio, egli mira a diventare l'imperatore assoluto del mondo oscuro. La sua ambizione non conosce limiti, per raggiungere il suo scopo, non esita a manipolare alleanze e distruggere chiunque osi mettersi sulla sua strada. Non si tratta solo di un Vampiro dall'immenso potere, egli è anche un mastro stratega. Negli anni ha radunato sotto la sua ala numerose fazioni, promettendo a ciascuna di esse un prestigioso ruolo nel suo impero, ma come sempre accade con le sue promesse, la sua reale intenzione è quella di annientare qualsiasi resistenza e governare con assolutismo e senza ostacoli. La sua brama di potere si estende ben oltre i confini della sua specie, mirando a domare anche le razze più antiche e potenti della sua. Ma la sua ascesa non è passata di certo inosservata. Tra alleanze fragili, conflitti interni e tradimenti, la Guerra delle Lune esplode: una guerra fatta di sangue, magia e visioni profetiche, dove ogni fazione combatte non solo per sopravvivere, ma per decidere chi sarà il vero custode della notte. Chi vincerà plasmerà il futuro del mondo: un'era di tenebra assoluta, o un nuovo equilibrio tra luce e oscurità.

Leif Erikson and his crew have discovered a new continent but they aren't alone there. The explorers find signs of battle and blood-shed but no sign of anyone having survived. As they retreat toward their ship, something comes lurching out of the darkness... Something only spoken of in the old stories...

Eoghan, a solitary hunter from the forests of the Kingdom of Jórvík, has been cursed by Hel, the goddess of the Underworld. He remembers nothing of his past and is unaware that he is the instrument of this evil deity...

*** Hey guys, just an edit here: There are some slight instants of self-harm in certain chapters. Nothing graphic, though (not my style). It may be a trigger for some. Read at your own risk. *** Jordin Harrik has a secret. One she can't even share with her family or best friend. Her secret means certain death for her. Execution. Jordin grew up normal. Well, as normal as any young thunderbird could. All that changed the day she died. But she didn't stay dead for long. And it wasn't luck or faith that brought her back. A reaper for unknown reasons decided Jordin wasn't destined to die that day. Yippie. Instead, she'd spend the rest of her life a draugr. A rare and despised creature. Stronger. Faster. So goddamn powerful. For years, Jordin was the only draugr in town. Thank God for that. But then he appeared in the town market. Austin Morris. Sexy. Arrogant. And every bit the monster Jordin always believed draugrs to be. With a single glance, Austin is the only one in the whole world that knows Jordin's secrets. ***Winner of the Best First Chapter in the Special Categories in the Celestial Nexus Book Awards hosted by @lupe6583v***