Nord Stories

The dragons were thought to be stories of old, and memories long forgotten. However, that was before Eerika came to Skyrim. In this land torn by war and myth, not only must she face the monsters that plague the land, but she must also face herself to become who she was meant to be. WARNING: This story contains some foul language, blood, and violence. *** In the process of editing and will be completed by end of 2020 (please forgive all the mistakes)*** I only own my OC's, everything else belongs to Bethesda Gaming Co.

It was two hundred years after the Oblivion Crisis. A time of war. A time of confusion. A time in which everyone's metal was tested, that is, all except those in the Capital City of Cirodiil. Most residents of the capital city were, to say the least, priviledged; however, one young man's life was about to take a dramatic turn. A turn that would shake the world to it's very core.

Freya War-Hammer is a pretty broken Nord but you wouldn't be able to tell. After her mother betrays her brother and her,her father dies, the only person left she loves leaves for ten years and she's called to fight a losing battle? I don't blame her. She's fiery, fierce and beautiful. She's also skilled (not really she's horrible,) with the thu-um and un paralleled with a war-hammer. Try not to cross her, you play with fire. You get burned.

FanFic le royaume du nord (La boussole d'or) J'espère que ça vous plaira ! C'est mon premier "livre" donc... TwT

Celina Averion wasn't exactly what one would call heroic. In fact, she was the scrawny, orphaned, pickpocketing daughter of a poor dunmer merchant and a bosmer hunter, and nothing more. But petty thievery isn't exactly the safest or most legal occupation, and when a heist went south, Celina found herself waiting in line with a group of Stormcloak soldiers for execution. Cue conveniently timed dragon attack. Celina and her newfound friend Reeve escaped the attack on Helgen, and the dynamic duo find that Reeve is part of an ancient prophecy to save the world. Celina and Reeve manage to scrape up a defeat over the World Eater Alduin at the Throat of the World, but the battle is far from over. It gets more challenging once Alduin takes the war westward, to a new continent, with new allies and another conflict to add to the chaos. Now, the Dunmer-Nord duo, with their intrepid Orc berserker as backup, must help their newfound allies face the combined threat of the World Eater and the Mad King. And things only get more confusing when this odd green egg hatches... (I do not own the Inheritance Cycle OR the Elder Scrolls series. Wish I did though; the Eragon movie would be SO much better)

Skyrim-based roleplaying book, attempting to keep it canon compliant and lore friendly.

Un tueur à gages très réputer fit pris pour de grande missions et une terribles aventure à vous de la découvrir.

It's cold in Skyrim the snow is piling up high, and everything is slowly freezing.....lakes....oceans....wildlife....civilization. It's the coldest winter in history in all of Tamriel. There has to be some sort of explanation the temperature doesn't stop rising, all and everything will become solid ice....and it's been like this ever since the evening star. There's only one hope, to make the unending freezing stop, but the dragon born has long vanished....after defeating Alduin.

"J'étais pas grosse, juste beaucoup de forme. Cela plaisait déjà aux garçons, oui même à douze ans."

■Currently editing, no plot changes, just vocabulary and grammar.■ Alesan the Scourer wakes up in a cold cell with almost no memory of his former ongoings. Behind the bars he sees his faithful friend and Dawnguard Warrior, Blaise Silver-Slayer. After Blaise tells Alesan he is no longer part of Dawnguard, a group of vampire hunters, Blaise brings Alesan to Solitude city where he meets his new allies and enemies. He fights to become Jarl Elisif's right hand and to clean his name from past sins. However, due to his lack of memory, Alesan has no idea what crimes he committed. Will his memories return? What if he is no longer the person he used to be? What are the intentions of people around him? • A fanfiction inspired by Bethesda's game, Skyrim. The names "Alesan" and "Blaise" are taken from the characters in the game. The rest of the characters are mine. Races and places belong to Skyrim creators. •

Dive into the land of Skyrim, with draugr, dragons, hagravens, and sweet rolls.... What is YOUR destiny?

"this is so spooky i'm literally shaking rn omg" - Beef Jinkly from the school newsletter "I can't believe I'm wasting money on your education to write this rubbish" - My mother "very scary. really spooky" - Margaret McSusan-Carren "7/10" - the Herald Sun "i'm breaking up with you" - my ex gf Shaniqua Newen

Perhaps the Divines had chosen wrong. Why and how could they so carelessly bestow a gift befitting a heroin to a creature of the night? A parasitic monster that reigns only to instill terror upon its prey? A vampire, with both the blood of Dov and the illusive Volkihar clan. Erik, or Erik the Slayer as he calls himself, is infuriated upon hearing the news. Although none know it by name, the whispered rumors of a vampiric Dragonborn have passed every tongue and reached every ear. Dragonborn or not, Erik the Slayer is intent on slaying the creature and its allies. But when he's recruited by a stranger to accompany her in the slaughter of this monster, he discovers that his quest is more than he'd ever conceived. {Skyrim fanfic} {Erik the Slayer/Vampire OC ship} {Music will be provided in nearly every chapter for ambience or to relate to the chapter} {*Contains heavy amounts of gore, blood, and violence. Nothing sexual, but there will be mentions/jokes along that nature.} {Disclaimer: I do not own any art included in this novel or any part of Skyrim.}

[NaNoWriMo progress] Caught up in the turmoil of rebellion after nearly avoiding execution in Helgen, Aldria Wolf-Spear must search for her missing cousin and learn to fight to evade the Thalmor's assassins. Jarl Balgruuf's orders entangle her with the members of the Companions' Guild, including the grumpy-yet-handsome Vilkas. After all, who better to help slay the returned dragons scarring the land than a bunch of professional beast-slayers and brutes? She must prove that she can harness her startling new abilities and confront her fears to survive and, just maybe, end the terror of Alduin's return. Just don't make her venture down into a cave: she absolutely hates draugr. Story notes: I've taken a few small liberties in adjusting a handful of scenes, but they should follow the main quest line scenes fairly well. I'm writing this as more of an adventure/fantasy narrative, with a bit less focus on romance, but there will be a payoff to reading along the adventure. Also, doesn't everyone love how grumpy Vilkas is? Author note: This is my first time writing fan fiction, so please be kind. But I do like constructive criticism. I'm not new to writing, but I'm new to writing about an existing fantasy world.

A Dunmer woman arrives home to Windhelm one night to find an almost frozen Nord toddler huddled near a wall in the graveyard on her way back to the Grey-Quarter. She takes her home, and ends up adopting her as her own daughter, but very few residents, Dunmer and Nord alike, approve of the little family. Will there be a happy ending for them, or will almost certain tragedy ensue? Maybe the plot will be "grey". Check back frequently.

Tabitha is used to pain, torture, and anger. Then she finally escapes, found by her best friend who took her in. Together they ran off miles and miles away to a small little town in Washington. Her best friend opens a bar where she works until he leaves to study. Locked up for years he was let out to receive what he deserves. Escaping with the aid of his mother he finds himself back on earth. Starving and slowly drifting to sleep he fall's into the snow then awakes to find Tabitha beside him. Quickly they became fond of each other, becoming friends in a way. Then everything takes a drastic turn when Tabitha's past decides to stop for a visit.

Tamriel under siege. A King detached from his people. A thief without will to live. A love beyond Oblivion is about to be born. = Zenai'a has stolen for her entire life. Everything she has ever had was stolen, including her own family. When strange dreams plague this Khajiit and her world is torn apart by more then dark anchors, she must follow the vague signs to lead her to something...more. While meeting too many side characters, fighting way too many monsters, crossing far too many oceans, and kicking a Nord's ass constantly, this cat may need a few extra lives to get to her happy ending. = WARNING = One (X) means light sexual content i.e. making out, touching, light oral, vanilla kinks. Two (XX) means moderate sexual content i.e. heavy oral, standard sex acts, more detailed, mild kinks. Three (XXX) means heavy sexual content i.e. long, detailed, nasty, possibly rough sex acts, heavy detail, multiple/extreme kinks. This story is fan made. I don't own any of the characters aside from the ones obviously not from lore. I never played Skyrim, so I apologize if something isn't quite right. Comment and tell me if something can be changed or improved.

A story of love, loss, action and adventure. A Skyrim Fanfiction. When two Companions find love, can anything in all of Tamriel stop them? Even Daedric Princes, the Silver Hand, nothing will not get in the way of their love. *Bethesda owns all characters and places except those of my own creation*