Violetsorrengail storie

17-year old Iris Kotari is a normal-ish but smart high school student who just has dreams of getting into med school and becoming a surgeon. Fate, however, has other plans for her when it makes her fall into one of her favorite fantasy stories: Fourth Wing. Will she be able to save the people who died in the original story and bring Violet and Xaden together? Or will she fail as history is doomed to repeat? Lets find out! And will she be able to keep her mind off from a certain green-eyed prince....? Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters besides my OC and a few other characters I will be adding. All other characters belong to Rebecca Yarros, the official author of Fourth Wing.

Vesper Sitara was raised to be a legacy. Daughter of two infamous Tyrrish assassins, she arrives at Basgiath War College with one goal: to make her parents proud and ensure their name is never forgotten. While others fight to survive the Riders Quadrant, Vesper intends to conquer it-blade, bone, and fire. Placed under the command of Xaden Riorson, the ruthless wingleader tasked with keeping the marked ones alive, Vesper quickly becomes a problem he can't control. He demands restraint. She was raised for rebellion. Every clash between them burns sharper than the last-and no matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to stay away from him, even when she knows exactly how dangerous that is. As her first year unfolds, Vesper gains power: a dragon as savage as she is, and a place in a quiet rebellion growing beneath Navarre's rule. But chasing her parents' legacy means stepping deeper into blood, secrets, and a war that is far from over. Vesper Sitara didn't come to Basgiath to survive. She came to become a legend-even if it kills her.

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.

A Fourth Wing / Jurassic World AU Eden Marlowe has spent the last ten years trying to forget Basgiath. Once a secret research island and now the most elite dinosaur programme in the world where the best in their fields are accepted to live and work at Basgiath. Eden's mother vanished during a containment breach and her research has been erased from the record. Now Eden has been accepted into the programme and she has come for answers. But Basgiath is full of ghosts. The children of its disgraced founders still bear the blame for a catastrophe their parents tried to stop. Xaden Riorson, dangerous, brilliant, and bound to the island's deadliest predator, has been ordered to protect Violet Sorrengail at all costs. And beneath Red Sector, someone has restarted the project Eden's mother died trying to expose. A virus designed to turn dinosaurs into weapons. When the island's oldest predator recognises Eden, Basgiath's buried secrets begin to wake. The dinosaurs were never monsters. They were the warning and what comes next has the ability to destroy the world.

No one comes back from a failed rebellion untouched. Y/n comes back smiling. Six years after the world was told she died, she crosses into Basgiath War College with a dagger in her hand, secrets under her skin, and a past nobody can quite make sense of. She claims she was hiding. She claims she got bored. She says it like a joke, so people laugh. They shouldn't. Basgiath doesn't care who she used to be. Inside the Riders Quadrant, cadets are trained, broken, and thrown before dragons powerful enough to turn the unworthy to ash. Enemies kill for better odds. Friends become liabilities. Love is dangerous when everyone is looking for something to use against you. And Y/n already has one weakness. Her. The one person she should stay away from. The one person she never stopped loving. The one person she'd let the whole world burn to protect. But dead kids don't return without a reason. And whatever followed Y/n back to Basgiath may be enough to set every secret in Navarre on fire. G!Y/n

In my world, Fourth Wing was just that: a story. A fantasy book full of action, betrayal, dragons, sexual tension thick enough to cut through... and a man with dark eyes and tattoos like war scars who stole my breath with a single word. Xaden Riorson. The character I was never supposed to fall for-because he was fiction. Because he didn't exist. Until he did. Until I woke up in a body that wasn't mine, in a reality that shouldn't exist. And they called me Seryna Valenforth. I didn't know if I was dead, dreaming, or cursed. I only knew I wasn't in my bed anymore, not in my room in the real world, but in a castle-with a list of future corpses parading through my memory. I already knew their names: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, even Violet Sorrengail... all pieces on a board that was about to break. And I was inside it. Part of me refused to believe it, but the other... the other was ready. I'd read Fourth Wing so many times I could recite entire lines by heart. I knew who lived. Who died. When. How. Why. And most importantly: I knew who I wanted to save. Liam. My loyal, sweet soldier whose death still hurt, even if he was made of ink and paper. Sloane. A little girl with too much darkness and too many stories behind her eyes. Andarna, my favorite dragon. And yes... him too. Xaden Riorson. I wanted it all. His gaze. His respect. His desire. Even his warnings wrapped in veiled threats. I wasn't going to give up that place. This time, I would be the one to face him on the sparring mat. I would be the one to make him hesitate. The one who became the weakness he never saw coming. And maybe, his strength too. Change the story. Even if it cost me my life. Because this was no longer a book. And I was no longer a reader. I was a player. And this time... the Empire had no idea who they were playing with.

Everyone knows about Xaden Riorson. The lethal wingleader for Fourth wing. The shadow wielder. The strongest rider of his generation. But no one knows about what he was before he was the wingleader. Before he met Violet. Before he got Sygael. Welcome, to Xaden Riorson's first year. - - - - - All characters belong to Rebecca Yarros (Except Nisa, Korra, Cassian and Diane) All credit goes to Rebecca Yarros. This is a fan fiction of Fourth Wing. (Not smut) (Sorry, idrk how to do this, this is my first fan fic. Pls wish me luck. Enjoy!)

Odette Veyrane was raised to be a perfect pawn-beautiful, obedient, and betrothed to Prince Alic Tauri. But her heart never belonged to him. It belonged to his younger brother, Camlaen-the boy who made her feel seen, and the one who vanished when she needed him most. Years later, she's forced into Basgiath War College for refusing another crown. She expects blood and fire. She doesn't expect him. Camlaen is here, hiding under a new name. A Rider now. A stranger with the same green eyes. They were torn apart by duty. Now they're bound by dragons-and a bond they can't outrun.

All the betrayers children are marked, they had to watch their parents die. There is a hidden marked one. No one can know, her fathers pride and the family name lay in the balance. Xaden Riorson x OC Aelin Melgren All rights go to the Rebecca Yarros I made my own character and changed some things around, but this is her creation and I love the book so much. Just wanted something to do while waiting for the next book to come out.

ᴜɴᴅᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ adjective not intimidated or discouraged by difficulty, danger, or disappointment. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Being the son of General Melgren has never been a problem for Maven. Not until he steps foot into the riders quadrant and meets Xaden Riorson. He's been trained his entire life to deal with enemies, but what he doesn't anticipate is to find a whole other person underneath that cool facade. OR Mavens is just trying to live his best life but a certain black haired wing leader wont leave him alone.

Visenya Winchester, the daughter of a hunter and a dragon, forcefully sent to a alternate world by her great aunt where she enrolls in Basgiath to learn to ride dragons. She is the Khaleesi Hen Zaldrīzo or, in the common tongue, the Queen of Dragons. Fourth Wing & Post Season 15 Supernatural Any elements of books/shows utilized are not owned by me; i.e. Fourth Wing, Supernatural, HP, & GOT do not belong to me in any capacity. All rights belong to their respective creators. All original characters and plot lines belong to me.

short version is the fourth wing characters are gonna be reacting to male reader this is my first book i am putting dedication to i own no characters apart from yn as he is made in my mind image *All Characters from the fourth wing book is owned by Rebeca Yarros*

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.

After being homeschooled for most of her life due to her heart problem, Violet Sorrengail finally gets to go to Basgiath High. A luxury boarding school, nestled in a nice quiet countryside not too far from the city, Basgiath High is home to the creme de la creme of rich kids. Children of politicians and business moguls and people who swore they were descended from royalty. Violet's overjoyed. She can't wait to go to school, finally be with people her own age. Her family has one rule: No talking to the Riorson boy. Xaden Riorson, Student Council President. Son of a senator. Already infamous before she even steps foot on campus. According to Violet's family, he's bad news. But staying away from him might be harder than she thought, and the closer she gets, the more she realises... maybe he's not that bad after all. With the formation of a school band for an interschool band competition, the two are almost always together. There's no escaping each other, even when tensions are high with their families being political rivals. "𝐼'𝓂 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓈, 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝑜 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽 𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁,𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊"

What if someone bonded a dragon outside of Basgiath? Raven Riorson, not nearly old enough for the quadrant, loves adventures. With sixteen, she decides to run away from her foster parents and make the best of the years she has, because they didn't train her anyway. Wandering over fields and forests, jumping on wagons and stealing from hotel kitchens, she makes her way across the continent. Little did she know that she was about to encounter a dragon, nonetheless one of the biggest alive. Surprisingly, she didnt get torched, and instead bonded that mighty and rare dragon, flying to the war college. While waiting for judgment, she reunites with her big brother, and meets Liam for the first time. The teachers, not knowing what else to do, make her cross the parapet and put her to join the lessons if she survived. But does she? Will she make it through the year or will she be another name on the death roll? X---x---X Tw: combat, death, blood, cursing, and some more combat included A fourth wing story written by a weird- ass teenager, about a weird- ass teenager X---x---X I didn't create any of the characters except Raven, all rights belong to Rebecca Yarros, except (a few) scenes I've written myself

Fourth Wing's library archives. Filled to the brim ith information. Dragons, dragon types, maps, location- you name it, we have it. Ongoing.

Maple Arienvale is joining Bagsiath War College. She now has to survive the cutthroat world of Bagsiath while being discriminated and targeted due to her relic.

Fourth wing stuff

After a nasty fall when she was three, Blossom woke in the hospital with a crazy ability... telepathy! Little did she know it is more of a curse than a gift. When she was six her mother died and her father kicked her out of the house. At the ripe old age of seven Blossom had been living in the streets for nine months already when she (physically) ran into a strange boy, not from around here. Brought back with her new friend, Blossom finds a new family in Aretia, where she grows closer with Xaden. After the apostasy fell Xaden was dragged away from her after a final promise to find her again. Navarre should have know better than to keep the prince of Tyrrendor away from his best friend, because anyone could tell you that he would burn the world for her. And she would tear the world apart to reach his side again. Xaden X Fem OC All credit goes to Rebeca Yarros I only created the oc and her storyline. I would also like to mention that I have taken ideas from other people's stories and worked them into my own story so credit there as well.