Historias de Rebeccayarros

To all the readers who wished for a different ending for Liam Mairi-what if you had the chance to change it? Zephira Kallixis has always lived between the lines of fiction, escaping a reality where she never quite fits. No one takes her seriously, not her words, her lyrics, or the stories she longs to tell. But when she finds herself trapped in the brutal world of Fourth Wing, survival becomes more than just a fantasy. Thrust into a life she's only read about, she struggles to find her place among riders who were never meant to know her name. Yet as she fights to rewrite her own fate, one question haunts her: Can she change his? Or is Liam Mairi's death already written in ink too permanent to erase? !!WARNING!! The characters aren't all mine. Most of them are from the original book 'Fourth Wing' by Rebecca Yarros. I recommend reading the original book before reading this fanfiction to understand the plot better.

Fourth wing continues

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.

Beginning stages of a Garrick story- from The Empyrean.

Xaden and violet spend time at the nightmarket fanart belongs to zendalla8 on deviantart

Essa é uma história totalmente baseada no livro Quarta Asa, da Rebecca Yarros, então ela é extremamente parecida: a única coisa que muda são os personagens. Ou seja, a realidade muda, mas o mundo continua o mesmo - dragões, Parapeito, Navarre, Basgiath e tudo mais. Alguns personagens também são inspirados nos originais, então talvez vocês sintam uma certa semelhança. Esta história foi feita por puro capricho meu; não preparei nada, só escrevi para me divertir, então pode estar uma bela merda e bem ridícula - mas é isso. Se gostarem, agradeço; se não gostarem, bom... legal. Só não me infernizem porque não gostaram, tá tudo bem, cada um tem seu gosto. Como diz meu pai: gosto é que nem cu, cada um tem o seu. Além de algumas coisas terem sido corrigidas por inteligência artificial, então se não gosta, não leia.

The deathliest day of them all, conscription day. The day where very much people die. Fall to their deaths. While others make it to the end. I wouldn't dare to care about anyone. Because my brother always said: 'Trust is something that you can't give to others, hold it and only give it to your squadron'. He died the day of threshing, some first years killing him with a dagger, right into his neck. But that won't be mine death, because I am Ember Solridge. Let me take you on my adventure and learn about this world.

Vlatka Aerion grew up knowing that she would be a dragon rider , training and studying her entire life for it is what is expected of the descendants of the first dragon riders isn't it ? Well it's what she had been told her entire planned out life . Now that she is at Basgiath she is on her own , being surrounded by more people with different perspectives is new . Everything is exactly like what she is told it would be like yet is it still so nerve racking . no beta we die like liam look the idea came from me thinking we didn't have enough time with Liam and so here we are welcome to my attempt at giving him more person to it

This story takes place after Threshing in the first book in Rebecca Yarros' Fourth Wing series. Good-natured fun with lower stakes and all your favourite characters as a bit of a breather as we wait for book 4!

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

They tried to break her. Torture her. Kill her. Instead, they forged her into a weapon. Now Eleanor Riorson-Tavis, Queen of Orlyth, wages war not only against the Venin, but against Navarre and the very gods themselves. The Balance is fractured, magic is unraveling, and with the Shadewing Den reborn, her name has become prophecy and curse alike. With Garrick at her side, Noodle in her shadow, and Nox and Chradh above, Eleanor has built an empire of monsters-and she will tear the world apart piece by piece to protect what remains of her family. Her kill count climbs. Her mercy burns to ash. Her humanity slips further from reach with every battlefield she leaves empty. But victory comes at a cost. And the deeper she walks into madness, the clearer it becomes: this was never just war. It is a reckoning. It is the endgame. Because Eleanor isn't fighting to save the world anymore. She's fighting to remake it. And when the dust settles, history won't call her hero or villain. It will call her what she has always been: Oblivion.

Riorson's Daughter is a Fourth Wing fanfic. The Story is based around Kaia Riorson. 17 years old, Kaia is the youngest rider to enter the Quadrant. but not by choice. Kaia is a marked one, and even more so the nine years younger sister to Xaden Riorson, and daughter to the Tyrish rebellion leader Fen Riorson. It was not her choice to cross the Parapet so young, and let alone with her condition; Hypoglycaemia. a condtion which can lead to serious blood sugar drops. and not only that but Xaden haas lied to everyone. About Kaia. They don't even know she exists until she steps off the Parapet... Kaia's story was inspired by many things, the urge to want to write, to want to be a part of the world Rebecca Yarros created and a way to show myself that I can do something great. Kaia has the same condition that I do, and luckily I've never had to go through the things that Kaia has with Hypoglycaemia, but lots of it is based off personal experience.

This story is loosely based on the story Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros. It was my main inspiration for creating this, but I did not copy any of her characters or dragons. I tried to keep the story as original and far away from Rebecca's book as possible. There might be some things that look alike, since it is not possible to make everything different. This book will likely have some form of adult content in the future, either in the form of sexual intercourse or death and/or major injuries. This story does not have a full storyline yet. I'm writing and making things up as I go. It will be a story about Dragons and Vesper, who has to take the 'Dreamless Sleep' which is a Test, to be chosen by a Dragon.

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.

Zara Riorson was always forgotten. Until Conscription Day, Xaden Riorson, her brother, never said a word to her after their father was executed. "I will be remembered" Zara

Aeloria Tauri, the fearless and entitled daughter of King Tauri, is forced to navigate a world where power and betrayal are ever-present. Raised to flaunt her birthright, she harbors a deep hatred for her enemies. As tensions rise within her kingdom and deadly secrets unravel, Aeloria decides to leave the palace and forge her own path. Torn between loyalty to her family and the fire of vengeance that consumes her, she is thrust into a game where every move could mean life or death. Alongside her best friend Ridoc and her childhood friend Violet Sorrengail, Aeloria never thought to fall in love at Basgiath. Especially to a rebel. [ Garrick Tavis x Original Female Character ] [ All Rights Reserved ]

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.

En un mundo donde los dragones eligen a sus jinetes, la familia real Laransser se alza como la más poderosa de todos los reinos. Conocidos por criar dragones únicos y majestuosos, su linaje se reconoce por el cabello platinado, los ojos violetas... y el fuego en la sangre. Cuando nació Leyral Laransser, la primera hija en un siglo, el cielo tembló con fuego y celebración. Su huevo de dragón, inmenso y brillante en negro, morado y dorado, auguraba un destino legendario. Al nacer, ya estaba unida a él, y su vínculo fue tan fuerte que su sello le otorgó cuatro habilidades elementales: fuego, tierra, agua y aire. A los cinco años, cruzó el parapeto. La más joven en lograrlo. Pero su entrada oficial al Cuadrante de Dragones fue pospuesta hasta los dieciséis, por mandato de la reina. Ahora, Leyral está lista. Como heredera al trono de Laransser y futura reina de Navarre, su camino está marcado por poder, fuego... y guerra. Y en el corazón del Cuadrante, le espera Xaden Riorson, el jinete marcado por la rebelión, enemigo de su linaje, y quizá, la única amenaza real a su destino. Una princesa nacida del fuego. Dos reinos sobre sus hombros. Y un lazo que podría cambiarlo todo.

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]