Ridocgamlyn Stories

Post-revolution oneshots from Violet and Xaden's POV's. No bad language, no smut. *May contain spoilers!* This is my first time writing so please be kind. If you see and mistakes in my writing please let me know and I'll try to fix them. There are some things like violence and morning sickness in this fic. I'll try to update weekly. I love reading comments, so feel free! Please vote if you like it. The cover and images are my own AI creations. Please ask me first if you want to use them. I'm happy to send them to you. DISCLAIMER: All rights to Fourth Wing and its characters belong to the incredible Rebecca Yarros. I do not own the characters or the original story. Rankings: #1 in xaden (02/10/2026) #1 in ridocgamlyn (02/10/2026) #2 in tairn (02/10/2026) #3 in basgiathwarcollege (02/10/2026) #13 in romantasy out of 3.19k (02/10/2026) #62 in dragons out of 47.2k (02/10/2026)

Elara Verran has spent her entire life learning two things: how to protect the people she loves and how to survive without the parents she lost to the rebellion. Now, as one of the marked children forced into the Riders Quadrant at Basgiath War College, survival is no longer something she can take for granted. At Basgiath, kindness can be mistaken for weakness, friendships can become liabilities, and every day brings another opportunity to die. But Elara has never been particularly good at standing by while someone else is in danger-even when helping them puts her directly in the line of fire. As she forms unexpected friendships and finds herself drawn closer to the marked riders who understand her past better than anyone else, Elara begins to discover that the rebellion left behind far more than scars. There are secrets buried within Navarre, truths worth killing to protect, and questions about her parents that no one seems willing to answer. And then there's Garrick Tavis. Infuriating, relentless, and far too observant, Garrick seems determined to notice every injury Elara ignores, every meal she skips, and every time she puts someone else's life before her own. The closer they become, the harder it is for Elara to pretend that surviving for everyone else is enough. Because in a place where death is expected and sacrifice is praised, Elara may have to learn the one thing no one ever taught her: Saving everyone means nothing if she loses herself in the process.

Elaris Elderwood was just another child of a rebellion leader. Her parents had died when she was only 14, meaning that leadership thought she wouldn't be a threat considering she was merely a child. But Elaris Elderwood was more than just a threat, her mind and knowledge alone had the capability to destroy the entire kingdom. So when she joins the quadrant and is reunited with the Marked Ones, she might fight to survive not only for herself, but to finish off what her parents started alongside no other than Xaden Riorson. But as sparks fly, bigger and hotter each day, can they really ignore their feelings for one another? Xaden Riorson x OC

selfless - adjective concerned more with the needs and wishes of others than with one's own; unselfish. Enya Riorson. A name that doesn't ring any bells. Or does it? Wether she seems calm, isolated or shy, she doesn't care. What she cares about is staying alive, just only so she can protect the people she loves. Because everyone deserves someone, right? Kallan Esplin. The second he lays eyes on his best friends little sister, he wants to know more about her. She goes from quiet and closed off to loud and sarcastic in a second and it draws him in. She is protecting everyone but who is protecting her? Why does she care so much about others but barely about herself? DISCLAIMER - I do not own the Emperyan series nor do I own it's storylines or characters. I do however own my own Characters and their storylines. Bear with me, this is my first story and English isn't my first language.

A fic where there is a forgotten Kingdom named Embrel and the only way to reach this kingdom is by ship or dragon. If you want to comment your own summary I'll see if I like it and I might add it as the summary, I'm bad at summary's lol

We all have secrets. But how much is one willing to sacrifice to keep them hidden? Laila has spent her life at the outpost where her parents were stationed, on the border of Navarre, along with her twin brother, believing she knows where she belongs. Until her father takes her on a camping trip, that will turn her life upside down. What Laila believes will be an ordinary trip into the wilderness, instead leads her to the place her father grew up and abandoned more than a decade ago. There, she discovers the truth Navarre has spent centuries trying to bury. Determined to protect the people she loves, Laila makes promises she may not be able to keep and choices she can never take back. Now, with The Parapet ahead of her and a deadly quadrant waiting on the other side, Laila must swallow her pride and learn how to play by the rules she never wanted to follow. Because if she wants to keep her family safe, she'll have to become someone she never thought she could be. Lies. Death. Hatred. They'll become her greatest weapons. Or so she thought.

Oleander Sorrengail survived her first year in the Riders Quadrant, but survival came at a cost no one understands. Not her brother, who she thought was dead, only to learn he chose a war over her. Not her twin, who she will always come second to. And certainly not her mother, General Lilith Sorrengail, who has only ever seen her as a disappointment, and a tool to wield. Bonded to a feral dragon, Oleander was never expected to develop a signet. Most assumed she would become another casualty, either of her own magic or of stronger riders. But during the worst moment of her life, her power finally drips out of her. Nightmares made of black ink. Creatures that move like liquid metal. Horrors that react to her every emotion and reflect something dark enough that even her allies begin to question what she is. And Oleander has no idea how to control them. When Basgiath's leadership realizes what she can do, they see more than a rider. They see the ultimate tool. The perfect weapon. And they will stop at nothing until Oleander becomes exactly that. This is an Iron Flame fanfic intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content.

Kamari Riorson has survived her first year at Basgiath War College. After being sent a year early by General Melgren in the hopes of killing her that way, she's proven everyone wrong. Against all odds, she came out victorious every single time. Except for the one time it truly mattered. The Battle of Resson took everything from her. Her hopes of convincing Navarre's high leadership to help. Her confidence in the strength of her own powers. Her one reason not to see the worst in everything. Liam Mairi was the one to die in the Battle of Resson, yet it feels like a part of Kami faded away right there with him. When she returns for her second year at Basgiath, will she crumble without him there to pick up the pieces, or will she find a way to keep going? Will she let the world eat her alive, or will she manage to rise above every challenge thrown her way? Read sound of silence to find out. {Second installment of my fanfiction set in the Empyrean universe} {Aaric Graycastle x OC} {Slow burn}

She was never meant to disappear-but the generals made sure she did. Once, she ran the halls beside Xaden, Garrick, Liam, and Bodhi-marked ones bound by friendship, rebellion, and survival. Then she was taken. Sent away in silence. Stripped from their lives and forged into something sharper, deadlier. A spy. A soldier. A weapon shaped by the very generals who feared what the marked ones might become. Now she's back. Summoned to Basgiath War College and thrust into the Riders Quadrant, she carries secrets no one can afford to uncover-and scars that run far deeper than her relic, etched from her arm up her neck. Bonded to the most powerful dragon alive, she must walk the razor's edge between loyalty and duty, love and deception. Because this time, survival isn't enough. This time, the truth could burn everything to the ground.

𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧. She is destined for the rider's quadrant with all odds stacked against her. Pandora's joints and muscles are weaker than others, and she's never fought a day in her life. All she has are her skills as a medic, which won't be useful if she dies. There is no chance she makes it out alive. . .that is, until she meets a boy who is not what he seems. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙘 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧. The runaway prince is at Basgiath under a new name, determined to forge his own destiny. He's through standing by while his own kingdom slaughters civilians to keep their secrets. With years of training and an iron will behind him, Aaric is ready for whatever Basgiath might throw at him. . .except for her. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧. But Pandora and Aaric need each other if they want to survive past threshing, especially when danger looms much closer than they think.

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.

Genevieve Mairi has survived her first year at Basgiath War college. But at what cost? After the significant loss of her twin brother, Genevieve is forced to return to Navarre where she must face both new and old foes. Between secret missions, training to survive, murder attempts, new first year riders, and mourning; how could she possibly have time for anything more?

𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨. The prophecy has been set in motion, and the Aretian wards are failing. Kira refuses to lose her home again, so she must travel far beyond the wards in search of allies─and most importantly, a cure. The odds are stacked against them in every way possible, but Kira is determined to succeed. She will not lose another person to this war. Kira's journey will test her in every way as she clashes with destiny in an attempt to forge her own fate. But how far is she willing to go for the people she loves─and how far are they willing to go for her? Can she fight the prophecy or will it bind her just as it did to those that came before? After all, when fate calls, all must answer. BOOK THREE - BORN OF BLOOD SERIES

" 𝐈 can tell you're 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭, I can 𝐬𝐞𝐞 you're 𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧' Drownin' in a 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 of a thousand 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 tell you I'm 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭, in the world 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 Throw 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 onto 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 To make 𝐲𝐨𝐮 feel 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 alone, less 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, less 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. "

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)

The time for lessons and uncertainty is over. The time for fear is long gone. Enemies are closing in from outside their walls and within their ranks. Aretia's wards are failing, and it's not undoubtedly safe to stay there anymore, especially not when the search for the seventh breed of dragons is on for only a specific and elite group of riders. It takes challenges, and tests, no magic available to anyone. Before the real battle fully starts. Xaden Riorson channelled from the ground, he stole from Katelyn. It drives a dagger in between their friendship, and their partnership. And now, they're sequestered together on a quest, along with Kate's husband, and her ex-boyfriend with feelings she's remembering.

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.

"In ancient halls where shadows cling, The dragons roar, the echoes sing. Walking the edge where darkness fall, One step from the fire, one slip takes it all. A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, A rider without their dragon is death to me Set me on fire, let the flames consume, I'll rise from the ashes, my power is doom Wings of power, hearts of flame, Together we rise and legends are made. The storm is raging, the sky's alive, With every breath, I fight to survive. The wind screams louder, the flames grow high, A rider'a heart burns, never dies. A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, A rider without their dragon is death to me Set me on fire, let the flames consume, I'll rise from the ashes, my power is doom Wings of power, hearts of flame, Together we rise and legends are made. In your fire, I find my way, Through endless night to break the day. The storm can't break me, the dark won't win, This dragon's fire ignites within. A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, A rider without their dragon is death to me Wings of power, hearts of flame, Together we rise and legends are made." In which a girl dies and is reborn as Violet Sorrengail.

"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.

Kate and the marked ones have survived their first encounter with the venin. Her second year at Basgiath is going to be a brand new task of all proportions. Garrick and Ridoc continue to fight for her love, for her attention, for her heart. There's more at stake, more risks, more trauma, and of course, more secrets she must keep from her friends. The burning relic never gets easier, there's always some threat around the corner. With assassination attempts, the new RSC classes, and of course, her dragon is mated to a brand new lieutenant. Where does Kate go from here? Who can she really turn to? And how does she handle "becoming the new Xaden" at Basgiath?