Markarth Stories

The brawl between dragon and man that determines the future of Skyrim, Tamriel and Nirn itself, a drastically complicated love story leading to horrible upheavals and leaving many in turmoil, and much more; all combined into a single book to tell the life of Kirstte, the Dovahkiin of Song and Legend. • {Not Finished} • I do not own the cover image, nor the characters of and in this book (with the exception of Kirstte); they belong to their respectful owners.

A story set in the world of Skyrim, the Reach. Jarl's young kinswoman is forced to fight for her home town. [Everything except characters created by myself belongs to the rightful owners, Bethesda.]

-cover isn't mine- please vote and comment if you enjoyed this, it's my first story ever!

Time for a little fun at the high council, shall we? A Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim-esque fanfiction

Since the death of Alduin the people of the great kingdom have been at peace. But there has now been a stir. News of a lost lead, a deep descendant of the mighty Dragonborn. As the great granddaughter of an honoured hero will you maintain the reputation of your heritage? Or will you be dragged down by the fiery claws of a fiend the land has not yet forgotten... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Please don't hate, this is my first story. A fanfic based on the video game Skyrim: elder scrolls V. This is one of my favourite games and inspired me to write this story. If you like it please add it to your reading list.* - Author 😊

A bard trapped in the middle of a siege and forced to fight back. However, there is more to this bard than meets the eye. There is more to him than even he knows.

Avis decides to visit the ancient dwemer city of Markarth to tell the Jarl of the return of the dragons (and maybe pinch a few valuables in the process - what's the harm?). It is when she comes across the Thalmor Justiciar - Ondolemar - patrolling Understone Keep. He sees her as a poor excuse for a high elf, and swore he saw her wearing an Amulet of Talos...

She spun around on her heels and left in a hurry to go somewhere. Unusual for her. But what I couldn't understand was why I wanted her to stay. *A series of one-shots about Moth gro-Bagol, the Orsimer blacksmith from Markarth and the dragonborn Nelcara. *

This story follows the children of Daedric princes and the nine divines. These children all meet in some way some form, and some are harder to find than others. Who is the face behind the pillar? Where is she? And will there be conflict among the children? Skyrim fan fiction

Arasha spent the earlier years of her life with her father, Moth gro-Bagol, in Markarth learning how to work a forge. Despite her father's want to be removed from the orc strongholds Arasha yearned to learn more about her people. When she grew old enough she left the keep in search of the different orc strongholds trying to reconnect with the other Orsimer. The more time she spent with them the more she became like them. However unlike most orcs she earned her living stealing it from others. This worked perfectly until she met the orc chiefton Burguk, who caught her pick pocketing him and demanded they either marry or he took one of her hands. Not being able to defeat an entire stronghold she agreed to the marriage and traveled back to Markarth to summon her father to their union. While they plot a way for her to escape the chiefton's proposal she meets a handsome thalmor stranger who may provide the help she needs. Disclaimer: Don't own the pics, just my oc. Enjoy <3

A prison break sparks rebellion in Markarth, while dark secrets unfold-Dragonsreach hides a deadly purpose, and shadows from Passha's past come calling. In Winterhold, Kin hunts an Elder Scroll and finds more than he bargained for. With soul-bound steel and new allies, he faces Alduin...and the one who wore the crown before him.

A young girl died in a freak accident! actually it was just truck-kun. She was a deep lover of skyrim and when her vision went black she heard the words that'll change EVERYTHING "Hey you....You're finally awake."