Fourthwing Stories

Genevieve Mairi is the human version of a golden retriever. Fiercely loyal, protective, loving, and energetic Geneieve is kind of the total package in his eyes. Ridoc Gamlyn just can't get enough of her golden locks, he could get lost in her ocean eyes. Genevieve thinks he's just another flirty guy, but something in her gut tells her that maybe everything isn't as it seems.

In Navarre, the Sorrengail name is already known. Violet Sorrengail was never meant to survive Basgiath. But she isn't the only Sorrengail who enters it. Azaella Sorrengail walks the same halls-but she was never built to survive them. She was built by them. Trained by Lilith Sorrengail herself, Azaella doesn't adapt to Navarre. Navarre adapts to her. And by the time Basgiath realizes what she is... It may already be too late. Updates once a week Started : 05/05/2026 Completed : ?

Daughter of the Great Betrayer. Sister of Xaden Riorson. At Basgiath War College, that's more than a name-it's a death sentence. Eliana Riorson isn't here to prove anything. She's here to survive. But survival gets complicated when she bonds with Nyx-offspring of Tairn and Sgaeyl-and even more dangerous when her past refuses to stay buried. Especially when Garrick Tavis is part of it. Childhood friend. Almost something more. Now? A distraction she can't afford. Between brutal training, deadly secrets, and a signet that refuses to stay quiet, Eliana is forced to face one question- Is she just her father's legacy... or something far more dangerous? All characters belong to Rebecca Yarros except Eliana Riorson and Nyx// Enjoy reading!! (Updates every alternate day) #1 in basgaith(08/07/26) #1 in fourthwing(08/07/26) #1 in garricktavis(08/07/26)

Ten years ago, Gracie Varlyn lost everything. On the night the rebellion fell, she was torn away from the four boys who had been her family-Xaden Riorson, Bodhi Durran, Garrick Tavis, and Liam Mairi. Separated by war and believed lost to one another forever, they each forged their own path through a broken world. Now, at nineteen, Gracie is forced into the deadly Riders Quadrant at Basgiath War College, where dragons choose their riders and survival is never guaranteed. What she never expected was to come face to face with the four soulmates she'd spent a decade mourning. As ancient magic awakens and long-buried secrets come to light, the five discover that the bond connecting them is far older-and far more powerful-than anyone imagined. Together they must survive ruthless trials, deadly enemies, and a kingdom built on lies, all while fighting for a love that defies every rule. Because some bonds can never be broken . And some souls are always destined to find their way home.

Mara Riorson is the younger sister Navarre tried to erase. Separated from Xaden after the rebellion, Mara was sent to Veyrhold, where she was watched, studied, and treated like a weapon waiting to happen. Years later, she enters Basgiath War College with a dangerous name. Xaden wants to protect her. Navarre wants to control her. Mara wants answers. And if they feared what the Riorsons could become together, they should have never let Mara survive alone.

The Rebellion's Daughter Everyone knows Azara Tauri. The rebellion leader's daughter. The crown prince's wife. The mother of the future heir. What they do not know is that at fifteen, she married the enemy to save her kingdom. Now, years later, Azara enters Basgiath War College beside the husband she unexpectedly fell in love with-while the ghosts of betrayal, rebellion, and war follow her through every shadowed hallway. Because surviving dragons might be easier than surviving the truth.

Y/n Drekon, fresh from the seascapes, is sentenced to serving time at Basgiath. Having been hidden from Navarre's truth her entire life, the depth of the kingdom's lies leaves her in shambles. She's dropped into flame section, second squad as a second year. With Xaden Riorson as her wingleader, they become the allies Tyrrendor and the seascapes were always destined to be.

"𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕕." --- She's the princess that was left for the dragons to kill. She's the one who should've died at ten. Instead, she bonded with the rarest of them all - a Black Daggertail - at ten. She'll come back and enter the door that has been closed for most of her life. And you'd do better to run in the opposite direction, because under the niceties lies something else - a lethal coldness - something that kills effortlessly. No one knows about the many secrets that she keeps. And maybe that's good. It is safer like that. No one will get killed. Hopefully, at least. --- Pre-FW -- OS Information will not be distributed like in the original books! Read at your own risk. Started: 11 April, 2026 - 11/04/2026 Finished: N/A

Michael Stras expected darkness, he expected pain, what he didn't expect was to be sucked into his favorite book series after he jumped. Now, he must not only fight others to stay alive, but also himself. This is a fourth wing fanfiction by Rebecca Yarros!

She changed without changing. And now she's keeping secrets. - Started: 25/6-2026

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

Basgiath War College was built to break people. Elara Veyra only came to survive it. But between dragons, deadly riders, and the strange gravity pulling her toward people she never meant to care about, surviving quickly becomes the easiest part. Mature themes | Canon-typical violence All rights go to Rebecca Yarros except for my original character(s) and added storylines.

They say every pair of siblings has a leader, and an executioner. Xaden was born to lead, and Gracie never planned on being named the Dutchess of Tyrrendor. Once, she would laugh too loudly. Once, she believed kindness wasn't a weakness. She raced through the forests of Aretia with her brother and their friends, collecting bruises instead of scars, convinced the world was worth saving. Then the rebellion failed. Her father was executed. And the girl who smiled was buried alongside him. Now, Gracie Riorson is Basgaith's most unpredictable second year rider - a warrior as feared for her temper as she is respected for her loyalty. Bonded to one of the largest and most destructive white scaled dragons in recorded history, she has become the weapon Navarre created when it tried to destroy her family. As Violet Sorrengail enters the Riders Quadrant, Gracie is already fighting a different war - one of vengeance, survival and impossible choices. Caught between the kingdom who orphaned her, he brother who carries a revolution on his shoulder, and the ghosts that refuse to let her forget who she used to be, Gracie must decide whether she's destined to be the monster everyone expects... Or where the girl she buried all those years ago is worth saving. Garrick X FemOC Notice: I do not own fourth wing, or any of the characters other than Gracie and Vaerith. I will loosely follow the events of fourth wing but from the perspective of my OC and her experiences through the events.

They say signets are a reflection of the soul. That they represent some of the deepest parts of a persons heart. What if all someone ever knew was bloodshed? What they had a strong desire to control those around them and make them suffer for the things they've done? Amarya Sorrengail was not like the other Sorrengails. Lilith did everything she could to keep her hidden from the eye of those in power, even if that meant banishing her to the outskirts of Navarre where war and bloodshed ran rampant. Now Amarya is back and attending Basgiath War College without her Mothers knowledge. But, why is she here? And why was Lilith so desperate to keep her tucked away?

SIGNED TAKE CARE, BE WELL, WREN TRELAWNY " i'll be home just at any old time. the grave and the garden won't be satisfied until your name's next to mine... " fourth wing garrick tavis x oc

Her imagination is her only limit. - Started: 9/1-2026

"Never trust a shadow that smiles... it is only waiting for the light to die."

A collection of Fourth Wing Oneshots (or whatever scenarios I make up)! Prepare for angst, fluff, and happy ever afters for our favorite Fourth Wing characters! Recommendations are encouraged :) Probs gonna be mostly Slain bc I love them sm Note: NO SPICE keeping it pg ppl lol

Jest sobie pewien świat na którym kroki stawiają przepotężne istoty tak zwane... smoki. Jest ich niezliczenie wiele i każdy jest inny, każdy ma moc. Moc którą może pomóc odkryć moc człowieka z którym się związał. A smok może się związać tylko w jednym miejscu... w akademii sztuki magii. Jest to miejsce położone w gnieździe czyli miejscu gdzie smoki składają jaja oraz tam żyją. Historia ta opowiada o jednej z klas z tej akademii, jeśli was to zachęciło to... Zapraszam! (od razu mówię że jest dużo rzeczy z fourth wing :3 )

Aveline Sorrengail. The one some wished to be, and the one others never wanted to meet. Trained since childhood, bruised, beaten and bloodied, she always succeeded. Whether that was through strength, or pure anger, no one knew. She was meant to be a rider, and everyone knew it. To protect her dear sister wouldn't be much of obstacle right? Nor would the marked ones be much of an issue in the quadrant, no matter how much they hated her mother. She wasn't just going to remove any obstacles in her way. She was going to obliterate them. DISCLAIMER! I do not own fourth wing, or any of the characters written by the rightful author, Rebecca Yarros, only my own characters. This is just my adaptation of the story.