Witcherfanfic Stories

An army of free companies pillage the thawed remains of a cursed city. To them the consequences are well worth the reward.

𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖋𝖔𝖗, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉

The Belleteyn festival is in full swing, and you just met a very interesting man. You're there as a tarot reader, but you might be persuaded to join him for a dance or two... Gaunter O'Dimm x reader (gender neutral reader)

This is a FanFic of one if my favourite franchises ever, hope you enjoy! In a world torn by monsters, war, and magic, another witcher walks the Path. Xavier Eldúlfr - known across the Continent as Emberwolf - is not like the others. Bearing ancient Norse-Gael runes across his scarred body and riding a black stallion named Scarlet, Xavier is a rare witcher whose mutation defies time itself. While others age and fade, he remains forever twenty-one. When dimensional rifts begin opening across the world following the fall of the Wild Hunt, something ancient awakens within him. Something older than the witchers... older even than the Conjunction of the Spheres. Traveling alongside Ciri, the Lion Cub of Cintra, Xavier finds himself drawn into a war between worlds - one that threatens the entire Continent. As monsters pour from broken realms and a mysterious Rift King rises to merge all worlds into one, two powers must stand together: The fire of the Emberwolf. And the Elder Blood. But amidst the chaos of battle, a quiet bond begins to form between the two warriors - one built not in sudden passion, but in trust, loyalty, and shared survival. Because sometimes the strongest flames burn slow. And sometimes the hunt becomes something more.

From the outside, Yennefer tells her, it looks like a simple enough little house with a window in the attic, and when she leans far enough out from the window she can almost see it herself. It makes her eyes hurt.

Geralt sees Yennefer as fire. Demanding, consuming, and impossible to ignore, a storm that makes him sharper but also constantly bleeding. Melody, by contrast, is iron. She's steady, practical, and grounding. She reminds him he can simply be a man, and not a legend. Yennefer drags him toward destiny, Melody toward the ordinary, yet both matter...one burns, the other steadies. And though each is dangerous in her own way, it is Melody's indifference to whether he stays or goes that makes him want to stay most. And so begins the Tale. Welcome, Stragglers!! Posted Prologue August 28, 2025