Xaden Stories

Some people die quietly. They slip between seconds. Between breaths. Between the space of a heartbeat and the next. Their lives close like a book gently set down on a table. Pandora did not die quietly. She died mid-sentence, mid-argument, mid-life. She died with formulas half-memorized and coffee still warm in her hand. She died thinking about entropy and exam halls and whether she'd locked her apartment door. She did not die ready. And the worst part? She remembered it. This is not a story about fate choosing her. No prophecy circled her cradle. No stars aligned over her birth. She was not special. She was simply... misplaced. A girl who should have lived past nineteen. A girl who should have walked into a university hall and complained about thermodynamics and sent voice notes about how unfair life was. Instead, she woke up small. Helpless. In a world that did not care about second chances. In a kingdom built on stone and secrets. In a fortress where children were raised to fight before they were taught to hope. This is the story of Pandora - who died ordinary and woke up somewhere dragons rule the sky and survival is not guaranteed. She does not arrive powerful. She does not arrive prepared. She arrives screaming. And somewhere far above the fortress walls, something ancient shifts its wings. Because war does not pause for reincarnated girls. And Navarre does not soften for anyone. Xaden X OC reincarnated this is my first ff y'all . hope you enjoy lol? also I was inspired by my absolute beef with physics so-

Rhaella has spent her entire life surviving what should have destroyed her. She stands on the edge of conscription, ready to enter the brutal world of dragon riders, where only the strongest endure and the weak are quickly forgotten. But strenght, for Rhaella, has never been about physical power alone. It is carved into her bones, forged through years of silent suffering, relentless abuse, and pain that would have shattered anyone else. they tried to break her. Again and again. And yet, she remains. Untouched... not because she was spared, but because nothing they did could take the one thing she refused to surrender. Herself. In a world, where danger lurks in every shadow and loyalty is as fragile as life itself, Rhaella must navigate deadly trials, ruthless rivals, and the ever-present threat of failure. But her greatest battle isn't against the challenges of becoming a rider, it's against the ghost of her past that refuse to let her go. Cold, guarded, and unyielding, Rhaella is not the kind of heroine people expect. She does not seek friendship. she does not trust easily. And certainly does not believe in happy endings. But dragons do not choose the unworthy. And something ancient, powerful, and terrifying may see in her not just survival, but something far more dangerous. Because sometimes, the most broken souls don't shatter. They burn.

Xaden Riorson x oc Elora Sorrow has been told her entire life that she is a mistake, an abomination. Raised by her aunt since her parents died when she was merely an infant, Elora had an extremely hard upbringing. She was thrown into the Riders Quadrant when she was 20, hoping that when the dragons realised what she was, she would be killed instantly. So, against all odds, Elora must fight hard not only just to survive, but to conceal what she actually is from the cadets and dragons around her. But when she meets a certain Wingleader and sparks fly, Elora must stay focused and remember what's at stake. After all, if he found out what she actually was, he would kill her without hesitation.

A collection of Fourth Wing Oneshots (or whatever scenarios I make up)! Prepare for angst, fluff, and happy ever afters for our favorite Fourth Wing characters! Recommendations are encouraged :) Probs gonna be mostly Slain bc I love them sm Note: NO SPICE keeping it pg ppl lol

One sister was prepared to be a scribe, the other broken and beaten in the name of becoming a rider and maintaining a legacy. The discovery of a rebellion leads to a change of events that no one could have seen coming. The loss of their older brother, leads to the loss of their father, which makes their mother makes some drastic changes. Both sisters are thrown into the riders quadrant on conscription day. What happens when they cross the parapet and lock eyes with the leader of the rebellions son Will they survive? Xaden x OC

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.

"Plis its basic knowledge how dumb can you be OH and stay away I have Jack-repellent" A story of how a human from earth apears in the middle of the sparring matches on the side of a mat. How will she navigate in a world and environment where she if a situation goes side ways teres a strong likelihood you'll die. It doesn't help ether that she is 15 years old I just want to warn that I have dyslexia, I speak 2 languages at home and only learn english at school so I will make some mistakes. Oh and sorry for the names so please use context I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINAL STORY ONLY THE MAIN CHARACTER AND HER FRIENDS FROM THE MODERN WORLD

The war ended taking violets life

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

Bodhi x Reader As a daughter of the Crown, you are expected to be loyal to the land and hate the marked ones for their parent's uprising, especially as it was your father who put them to death. But when you enter Basgiath War College, the same place your brother was killed at Threshing four years prior, you find yourself unable to hold a grudge against someone with a rebellion relic. All credit for original characters, plots and dialogue go to Rebecca Yarros - I only own the characters I have created.

!Disclaimer!: I do not own the Fourth wing series, only the characters that i made up myself. I'll try not to copy the book, but some passages have to be similar to the book to make sense. Lucian Tauri always thought of dragons when he was little, he would watch when they soared over their castle, badly in awe. Then he would imagine how it would be to be a dragon rider, someone who's strong and means something. But everytime he told his older brothers or his father, they would just laugh at him, saying that he would die before he would even get to see dragons. So he decides to prove them wrong, to *rebel*. He enters the Riders Quadrant, where it means quite literally Fly... or die

I'm lonely, you're bored, let's laugh.

Fourth wing continues

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!

Theo khẳng định của các bác sĩ tại Học viện Quân y thì trẻ em có thể uống được cây xạ đen như người lớn mà không có bất kỳ ảnh hưởng nào liên quan đến sức khỏe.

All she wanted was a chance in the healer's quadrant. A chance to heal people instead of being used as a weapon. How a simple shoulder slip of her long sleeve dress reviling her Mark changed everything. Now forced into the rider quadrant with people that believe that she died 6 years ago. *One Shot Fourth Wing fanfiction*

Có nhiều cách trồng xạ đen khác nhau mà người dân có thể tự sáng tạo ra. Tuy nhiên, cách trồng cây xạ đen đơn giản và khoa học nhất vẫn là những cách phổ biến, được ưa dùng.

The "war games" were anything but games. It was a ploy to kill off more riders without having to get blood on their hands.

Beginning stages of a Garrick story- from The Empyrean.