Violetsorrengail Stories

Elara Calder has always known that carrying secrets is safer than revealing them. At Basgiath War College, where every choice can be fatal, she tries to survive without drawing attention, until her power awakens, and the ground itself begins to answer to her emotions. Caught between truths she cannot speak and lies she can no longer sustain, Elara discovers that some secrets were never meant to stay buried. And when the truth begins to crack open around her, she realizes that nothing, not even herself, is what it seems.

"A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, A rider without its dragon is dead." Onyx Riorson is full of rage and hatred. She's only known hate for the past seven years. She's used to the looks, to the judgement. She's not used to only being Xaden Riorson's little sister. So she will fight to become her own person. She will fight to make everyone regret every single hateful glance or comment any Marked One has received. OCxLiam Mairi

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

Kind of a bunch of one shots but not really. It's set ~7 years after Onyx Storm. Each chapter is its own event, but it's all written in chronological order. There isn't much plot or anything. Just fluff. Can be read in any order but I will probably put chapters into random spots since I just write what I'm in the mood for and then put it where it goes in the timeline. The numbers in parentheses are the order they were wrote/published in. I have no upload schedule so it could be days or months between chapters.

Tairn never imagined that after centuries of battles, bloodshed, and survival, his greatest wound would not come from an enemy. It would come from the dragon he loved. When Sgaeyl chooses to cross into Venin territory alongside Xaden Riorson, chasing answers that may change the fate of Navarre forever, she leaves behind more than a kingdom. She leaves behind her mate. As whispers of betrayal spread across the dragon world and old alliances begin to fracture, Tairn is forced to confront a pain he has spent centuries believing himself immune to. Angry, abandoned, and haunted by memories of a bond he thought unbreakable, the mighty black dragon finds himself standing at the edge of a loneliness deeper than any battlefield. But fate is not finished with him. Far beyond the borders of Navarre, in a forgotten kingdom untouched by war, lives Princess Revati-a woman burdened by secrets of her own and connected to ancient dragon lore long lost to history. What begins as an unlikely friendship soon becomes a journey of healing, self-discovery, and second chances. Because even dragons can have their hearts broken. And sometimes, even dragons deserve to be loved again. *A fanfiction set in the world of The Empyrean Series. This story is an unofficial work of fanfiction and is not affiliated with Rebecca Yarros.*

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.

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

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.

Set just after the events of Onyx Storm (spoilers obviously). An unplanned pregnancy, a venin school that was designed with the intention of breaking the strongest of wills, and a desperate rescue plan to save someone who may already be beyond saving. Can love truly conquer all? Or is the world simply too cruel for happy endings?

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.

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.

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.

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*

17-year old Ivy 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.

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.

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!)

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.

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.

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.

Twenty year old Sloane Mairi, sister to Liam Mairi, and daughter of Colonel Mairi and Isaac Mairi, Awaits her brothers first letter of his second year, before she can leave for the Riders Quadrant and see him again.