Onyxstorm Stories

𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, Andromeda Delacroix was born to break, forged in war's relentless fire, and molded into a weapon bound to serve. A dragon rider scarred by the love she could not save and the ghosts that cling to her, she wears loyalty like a noose, sharpens secrets into daggers, and twists love into a blade that carves through her own heart. She survived off the idea that one day, one day her rage would be witnessed by those who poisoned her with it in the first place. But as power whispers her name and the boundary between ally and enemy fades to ash, she must decide: command the fire, or let it devour her soul. 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒? [OC / BRENNAN SORRENGAIL] [FOURTH WING - ] [COVER: @strtdusty]

Amelia is the daughter of the leaders of the rebellion, getting punished for their crimes by being forced to search for dragons and tame one. This is a mission that could kill her, and she has three months, will she make it? This work is mine alone, I do want to mention Rebecca Yarros for writing Fourth Wing, the book that inspired me to make this piece of literature. Disclaimer: I might make some mistakes in grammar, as English is not my first language!

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

𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬. She is nothing but a threat and a target to all those entering Basgiath alongside her. Determined to step out of her brother's shadow, Kira puts as much distance between her and Xaden as possible. However, fate has other plans, specifically regarding her brother's best friend. Kira soon discovers that secrets in Basgiath run deep, and their price is blood. If she isn't careful, she could be the one atoning for them. Kira must quickly figure out who she can trust, and who is looking to place a dagger in her back. Basgiath is a labyrinth, and the only way to graduate is to endure-which may include enduring the annoyance of her brother's best friend, who can't seem to leave Kira alone.

The Fourth Wing characters in Thanksgiving stereotypes! *Characters belong to Rebecca Yarros* *Pictures are from Pinterest and belong to their respective owners*

Her orders were clear: infiltrate, deceive, disappear. Until she met him. *** In the brutal halls of Basgiath War College, survival is everything-especially for Khare, a new cadet in the Riders Quadrant with a dangerous secret. Sent on a covert mission that could change the fate of the realm, Khare must navigate cutthroat competition, deadly training, and fire-breathing dragons-all while hiding her true purpose. But when she forms an unexpected bond with her sworn enemy, loyalty and duty begin to blur. As trust deepens and feelings ignite, Khare is faced with an impossible choice: complete her mission and betray the one person who sees through her walls, or abandon everything she's trained for. Her decision becomes even more dire when she uncovers a buried truth that threatens not just the war college-but the entire kingdom.

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𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 ☆ this book is basically the Fourth Wing universe, but with a twist. Are you STILL desperately looking for something to take your mind off of FW, IF and now OS since there's about 2 years till next book? I've got you covered, love <3 spice, tension, magic and DRAGONS! what more could you wish for? oh yeah, a war-college who's main interest is to rip away everything you value about yourself and make you a weapon. buckle up, truths are hidden, lies are piling and everyone you love might just die. welcome, to the world of Soleria. ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚✿ "𝒰𝓅𝑜𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒹𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝒶𝒻𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇. 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 Þ𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒-𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒. 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽. 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒." « Vállcóm's gutea fýer Réuðars Quódranìos » (Marcolm's guide for the Riders quadrant) → Translation by Flóvenia Summer ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ ✿˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚✿

En algún lugar entre galaxias olvidadas y mundos donde los dragones aún respiran fuego... el destino volvió a abrir una puerta. El mundo la olvidó. Coruscant, la Orden Jedi, su hogar... incluso el hombre al que amaba creyó haberla perdido para siempre. Pero Kaelyra no murió. Despertó en otro mundo. Uno donde los cielos rugen con alas de escamas y fuego. Donde los dragones no son mitos, sino guardianes. Donde los débiles no sobreviven, y los fuertes apenas resisten. En Basgiath, nadie recuerda la Fuerza. Nadie ha oído hablar de sables de luz o senadores. Aquí, el poder es otra cosa. Más antigua. Más salvaje. Y más peligrosa. Separada de Anakin por dimensiones que desafían toda lógica, Kaelyra solo tiene una certeza: él la está buscando. Puede sentirlo. En las noches más silenciosas, en los sueños que arden, en el eco que deja su nombre cuando lo susurra al viento. Y mientras tanto, Anakin Skywalker, el Elegido, desobedece las órdenes del Consejo, deserta de la Orden, y se lanza al borde exterior, guiado solo por visiones y esperanzas rotas. Con Obi-Wan a su lado, deja atrás todo lo que conoce por una sola verdad: Ella sigue viva. Y él la encontrará. Pero el tiempo juega en su contra. Kaelyra no solo lucha por sobrevivir. Lucha por no olvidar. Porque entre batallas, vínculos con dragones y miradas oscuras que la desarman, el recuerdo de Anakin se difumina... Y las estrellas no siempre conducen al hogar.

Onyx storm fanfic: this runs alongside the world of onyx storm. I have so much love for the story and just can't wait until the next one releases. So hopefully this can bridge the gap. Bodhi/ Aaric x FemOC ( unfinished ) Corinne grew up swimming the waters off of deverelli, sunning herself in her uncle's fishing boat, and taking slow walks up to Narelle's book shop in the evenings to gossip about all she'd read. She had everything planned, or rather, her uncle and the king did. She'd marry some amaryllis flier, when the time came. And in doing so forge an alliance with caldyr. She was but a pawn in an inconceivably vast chess board. It was an easy life, but sometimes it felt altogether too small, too set, like hopping from stone to stone across the river by her uncle's house. That was until one day Amara dove off her uncle's boat to follow a pod of shimmering dolphinium and found herself caught in a riptide. Swept out after them, by the time she came up for air she could barely see the shore. But it wasn't what she found out there, but what found her, that would save her. It would rip her carefully planned life to shreds.

Fourth wing fanfic [Contains spoilers for the empyrean series] OC+BOHDI DURRAN Twenty-year-old Elodie Fuirmann was made for the Riders Quadrant. Thrown into foster care after her parents were executed for aiding the apostasy Elodie has been trained for combat, preparing to become a lethally honed weapon for Navarre to use at its disposal. A rider. However, as her first year at Basgiath War College brings a tsunami of history, betrayal, and twisted romance, Elodie finds herself lost. Her one and only allegiance will be to herself, and her dragon. Elodie's one goal this year is to bond a dragon, and nothing will get in her way....until she reunites with the dark-eyed, dark-haired Bodhi Durran, her childhood crush and her world tilts on it's axis.

Sorcha Aoife is a Gods fearing loyalist to Navarre and is willing to put her life on the line to protect it. Well...was. When Sorcha finds that Navarre has been holding the deadly secrets of the Venin, her identity is lost. In the dead of night, she decides to start a new in Cliffsbane Flight Academy. She will fight for a spot back at the top like she once was at Basgaith but it won't be easy. Will she fall victim to become another pawn at war or will she be able to save the country she once loved, including the boy with scarlet eyes. A Fourth Wing Fanfiction

Irria Drakar is a princess of a foreign and rumored land, Evalerria. Once Famous for its unique mineral ( promethium ) the once kingdom of eden burnt, taken down from the inside. Irria is now of age to serve in the riders quadrant of Basgaith War College where dragons and riders unite for training, and potential war. Irria has the power of Elemental summoning, she can manipulate the earth, the skies, and even minds... but what irria cant let anyone know is the extent of her powers once she bonded to an albino dragon named Balerion, unless she likes the sound of sudden death. Irria is a reserved character, smart, innocent and skilled in combat with her weapon of choice being a sword. While it lasts anyway... Garrick Tavis is her love internet. Ridoc Gamlyn is her best friend. Most charachters Belong to Rebecka Yarros as well as most the storyline. I have added my own personal aspect into it ( my shifting scenarios )

#THIS IS A FANFICTION# My version of the third instalment to the Empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros because I am dying for more content and we were left on such a hideous cliffhanger.

Raven has been dead for thirteen years. To everybody else but three others. Others like her. Different. She was forced to grow up too fast when she was shoved away from everything she ever knew. The once bright child turned into a somber woman who nobody would recognize. The girl she used to be truly did die, but she was reborn. Reborn as Raven because isn't that all she is? A forgotten creature of the night. She won't be forgotten for much longer. When she flies out of the darkness, she is hunting for vengeance and basgiath has her target. One problem, she has found a man who is able to match her in more ways than one. Just like that, any plans she had mean nothing.

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.

"Well, Targaryen's do not run from battle. Even if they're fighting venin instead of gryphons. Even if I'm missing my twin. Even if I may cause our deaths today. I'm in." Fourth Wing - {Fourth Wing - Onyx Storm} I do not own Fourth Wing, I only own my OC's and everything to do with them and their backstories.

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