Skyrim Stories

When Harry Potter's name emerged from the Goblet of Fire, the world turned against him. His friends abandoned him, his classmates mocked him, and even the staff stood by as he was bullied and cast out. Gryffindor, the house he had once called home, went so far as to hurt him and finally banish him. His own Head of House did nothing. Limping and broken, Harry retreated to the Chamber of Secrets, where he wept for the betrayal and cruelty he had endured. But in the depths of despair, something inside him snapped. The emotions he had buried for years-sorrow, anger, and betrayal-erupted. A dim core within him cracked, spilling out light that grew brighter and hotter until it consumed him. The burning power overwhelmed his body, and he collapsed. When he awoke, the Chamber was gone. He stood instead on a cosmic plain, strange and otherworldly. And there, descending from the heavens, was a massive snow-white dragon wreathed in golden light. The dragon had been waiting for him. It would guide Harry in mastering his awakened gift-one that would change the Wizarding World forever.

I died after hearing that Elder Scrolls VI was delayed again. After opening my eyes, I woke up in a village that was blazing with fire and being attacked by a dragon. I realized that this place was Helgen I trying to save myself. Then I saw a woman lying down. I reflexively saved her and it turned out she was Dragonborn.

The Year is 4E 200. While the Thalmor hunt the last of the Blades, they overlook a twelve-year-old boy named Kaelen. When his parents are taken, a dormant Akaviri lineage awakens within him, granting him the hyper-reflexes and lethal precision of the ancient Dragonguard. Armed with Dragon's Tooth-a relic tanto of bone and ebony-Kaelen must survive the frozen wilds of Skyrim. He is no longer just an orphan; he is a living weapon, hunted by the Thalmor and destined to reclaim a legacy of fire and steel.

When a prayer to the Divines gives him power more than he could ever imagine, what does a regular Nord smith from Shor's Stone mean to do with something like that? To become an Artificer, a craftsman without equal. This is the story of Gerron Ironbreaker, the blacksmith who becomes the Champion of Zenithar and the saviour of Skyrim. - The main character will have the Artificer System, a crafting type system where he will create powerful magical artifacts to use in the world of Skyrim. Plenty of these artifacts will be familiar since I'll be taking ideas from many fandoms. Things to note: - MC is not reincarnated, he is an actual person from Skyrim given the system. - MC is not Dragonborn. The Dragonborn still exists and is running around doing their own thing. - I'll be taking creative liberties for the world of Elder Scrolls. So if you see something you don't recognize, it's probably AU. Last but least, a quick disclaimer. All recognizable content here belongs to Bethesda as well as other famous worlds of fiction. I'm merely writing in the massive canvas that they already painted on.

The World Eater has returned, and after one thousand years of safety, Ali meets a man who's destiny is to face none other than her father. With caution, she explores the depths of herself alongside this man who calls himself Dragonborn.... will she stop living in the past and isolation, and face her greatest fear? IMPORTANT NOTES: The ONLY character that belongs to me is Ali and Ivar and their backstories.. ALL other characters, including the Dragonborn, are NOT mine and belong to Bethesda Studios' "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim." All of the Dovahzul is accurate, I spent hours on a PDF I downloaded, Dovahzul Print Dictionary, to translate ALL of it. Pretty sure I'm nearly fluent in it just because of this book. Don't worry, whenever there's conversation in Dovahzul that is NOT in-game, I translated afterwards so you can understand if you don't already. There are some very short mature scenes, but it's not anything too detailed.

This story represents the life of a khajiit in the game, skyrim. The story will be sharing the life of a khajiit through a story, based off of a young adult khajiit by the name of Ember. Ember lives in Riften, where she is most likely to be accepted than other kingdoms. She does little jobs in the ratway for the theives guild. They pay her well, because she slips through cracks, is very silent and swift. She will be experiencing many things such as death, romance, and racism. She is well known in Riften and gets her meals from the fishery just beyond Riftens walls. Enjoy!!

book two of the Ebony Renegades.

Esme had one big fear in life: being captured as a thief by the city's guardsmen and being executed for her crimes, and that so heavily weighed on her mind that she increased her risks by being distracted in the middle of a heist. That's when she runs into Althalos Fourthborn: Inner Circle Guardsman, one of the many princes of the realm, an Aelif (Dark Elf, local dialect)...and her betrothed by treaty. (That was something her almost human mind could not handle.) So she calls off the heist, gets demoted into a far more risky job, learns the true bitter depth of what this treaty's bond is like, and lands safely by her prince's side....sort of. There were people who still wanted to end her life, even if she was in what most people would call a Happily Ever After. That and her prince had his own living fears that were gnawing at any chance they had. That and she might just lose her mind from everyday boredom. But the one she couldn't wrap her all-too human mind around was that she would one day grow wings and fly away from her almost Happily Ever After to live in a hive with ancestors more alien than a hottie with pointed ears and abandonment issues. ~~~~ Yes, there are adult themes in this book, and difficult subjects, but nothing is excessive, as this is probably my simplest story. So, trigger warnings: A history of assault. Occasional vulgar language. References to partial cannibaliam. Extremely mild, light, and rare sex scenes. At least one elitist mentality. ~~~~ Ages of MC/ML: Esme: Apparent age of 24, roughly 20 years lived (mostly human). Althalos: Apparent age of 30, roughly 65 years lived (Elves mature slower).

Y/N Branwen, the eldest child of Tai and Raven, disappeared mysteriously when he was fifteen. Despite all the efforts and favors called in, no trace of him ever emerged, and eventually the grieving family had to accept that he was gone and move on in spite of the hole in their hearts. Raven returned to her tribe, and Tai did his best to raise Y/N's sisters. But ten years later, a strange man appears during one of team RWBY's assignments, clad in great armor and wielding immense power, and he seems oddly familiar to the sisters.

Eliza, a inspiring bard, has come to Riften for a fresh start for herself and her nephew, Bo. She thought she was ready for whatever the city offered her. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps, she finally regrets her decision and is about to leave the poor excuse of a city, but then she is found by a member of a mysterious organization operating within Riften who gives her an offer she can't exactly ignore. . . I'm not Todd Howard, therefore I do not own Skyrim. This is a fanfic about my non-dragonborn character.

Juncell Al-Skaven is a vampire lord who throughout his life has wanted nothing more than to regain his freedom that was taken from him so long ago. And when he finally got it he will not be able to enjoy it in his world, instead he is sent to a strange place much more modern but unfortunately just as deprecated as his world of origin or perhaps even more so. Now having this new life he decides to do what he knows how to do best, use his power to strike fear into the hearts of those he considers his enemies and give hope to those he considers his allies.

𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬. ⌒ー⌒ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, not even the art above. If the artist wants it taken down, dm me. Rules are listed in the first page of the book. (A/N: I don't update as much as I used to, but that's because I'm focusing on school and work. I'll write whenever I feel and if it's to my satisfactory, I'll post it.)

Maryse Whitemane has a lot to live up to. Her mother is the legendary Dragonborn, the hero of Skyrim, and the Harbinger of the Companions. Her father is one of the most renowned swordsmen in all of Tamriel and her Uncle was one of the most brilliant wizards to ever walk Nirn. Not to mention her great-grandfather was also a Harbinger of the Companions. Maryse, however, has other plans for her future. She knows she doesn't want a life with the Companions and desires something more...suited to her talents. She's involved in a terrible accident in Riften and then an opportunity arises for Maryse to leave the Companions and take on a new life...but it's nothing like the one she expected. *** This is the second book after The Dragonborn Comes and I HIGHLY reccommend you read it before this. All characters aside from Maryse, Skylar are owned by Bethesda as is some dialogue and most of the plot in this story. Full credits to them!

When I ended up on Tamriel, I didn't know what to think. I certainly didn't believe that I would end up being the Dragonborn. It seemed too cliche. ...Or that a White Rabbit would follow me on my journey.

That crazy jester.. Always making problems.. At least since he lured you away when you were still a child, your house burning down just shortly after you reached the gates.. Back then you didn't understand much of it. Whenever you tried to talk about your parents everyone talked about the horrible *accident*. And the jester's crazed laughter from that day started to turn the immage you had in your head. Was it perhaps not him trying to comfort you? Was he perhaps.. laughing whole heartedly at the death of your parents?

Christ...Where do I even begin? I'm a 19 year old weeb with a small interest with the occult, but one day during my way home from the library I was hit by some bastard driving drunk. Now I'm at the hellish mercy of the Alpha and a goddess.

There will be one shots, a few smut and lemon here and there. But a majority will probably just retarted jokes that people may relate to. I hesitated when I said I gonna add oneshots 'cause I felt better when some people read this book for the shit posts. I was 'lol okay' to 'fuCK' Other than that, I wish that we have an amazing time here, amazing people.

Fire burns through her veins, as she flew above the city. Her black wings unfurled as people below see her scales sharpened scythes. A roar ripped through the air as she flew towards her destination. Police and heroes chase after her as she picks up speed. A blonde haired man, with red wings appeared next to her, startling her. But she simply ignored him to the best of her ability, trying to reach the facility where her friends were at, fighting for their lives. A girl not of their world, working in the dark, and bring villains to justice. Follow as we dive into this adventure of crime, heroes, dragons, and possibly love!

Y/N Isn't one of your average run of the mill Y/Ns that you can see in a lot of other fanfics. Y/n is a female, doesn't really have a set race, and doesn't have a set description for what she looks like. She also isn't referred to as Y/n, she is referred to as Listener or the Listener. When the story switches to her POV everything about her is in 2nd person with you/your/you're and such. She isn't really based off of anyone, well, she is, in a way, based off of me. She has traits I have but apart from said traits she is just someone I came up with. Some things in the story were inspired but I can't remember who they were inspired by. And from the title, you guessed it, it's a Cicero x Listener fanfiction, BUT! don't worry, he is still a innocent bean...well...as innocent as an assassin can be. There is no lemons and there is no dirty, suggestive scenes and such. It takes place in the dawnstar sanctuary after the whole assassination of the emperor debacle. And forgive me if some or many things aren't as they are in the actual game, I don't spend much time in the sanctuary exploring, so, forgive me if somethings are wrong. I did pretty much make Cicero's room like the one he had in the falkreath sanctuary due to the lack of knowing what Cicero's actual room looks like, or if he even has one, in the dawnstar sanctuary. That's pretty much it, apart from a few other things that I can talk about when they come up. Enjoy! Also don't forget that I am open to any and all suggestions, I don't have time to write very often and sometimes I forget to update the published version, so, the new parts can be few and far between

"In life I was but a speaker for the Black Hand. But you have been named listener. There is no higher honor."