One night-sweet like honey-that's all it takes to turn your entire life upside down. One night can twist fate, alter time, and change everything. Azalea Roslynne never expected to become a mother, especially not while she was still a child herself. Her mother died from an illness when she was young, leaving Azalea to be adopted when she was four. After her adopted father and his men were killed during the Tyrrish rebellion, she vowed never to subject another human to such a tragic fate. Yet, she ended up pregnant, the result of a one-night stand with her first love and childhood crush. The worst part? He has no idea. Now, as a young adult with a toddler, Azalea must leave her son behind to join the Basgiath War College. The twists and turns along the way make her realize just how difficult it will be to keep her secret. How will the people who were once her friends and family react if they were to find out? But now, she has a new family member to protect, one she named after her adoptive brother, and she will protect him at any cost even if it means keeping his entire existence a secret. *Trying to update Weekly/Biweekly* Garrick Tavis X FemOC FOURTH WING BELONGS TO REBECCA YARROS.

Adelaide Ansel, a fierce and enigmatic first-year cadet, returns to Basgiath War College bearing a name long erased from history - a bloodline cursed and forgotten for over four centuries. She carries not just scars and mismatched eyes that unsettle those around her, but an arsenal of poisons, enchanted armour, and a deadly book of knowledge she authored in secret. The myth surrounding her scar is grand and fantastical, yet the truth is brutal and mundane - she was attacked without prophecy or cause, and it hardened her rather than broke her. Adelaide is calculated, rebellious, and unapologetically herself, refusing to hide her lavender hair or deny the ancient blood that flows through her. With wit and venom-laced charm, Adelaide verbally spars with Xaden and insinuates they may be related - a half-truth or an outright lie that shakes him to his core. She crosses the Parapet with deadly grace, claiming her place not just as a survivor, but as a reckoning for the history that tried to bury her. She quickly forms alliances with fellow cadets Ridoc and Sawyer, proving herself both humorous and dangerous - equally capable of loyalty and chaos. She is assigned to the Fourth Wing and settles into formation, Adelaide disrupts expectations and asserts her presence like a storm in human form - unrelenting, unpredictable, and unforgettable. Disclaimer || I used AI to create the Cover Image for this story as I can't draw to safe my life. Credits go to Rebecca Yarros as Fourth Wing belongs to her. I only own Adelaide Ansel Character and her Bonded. I'll try to keep the story inline with Violet's Timeline so that some events stay canon.

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, a rider without their dragon is dead. Welcome, to the Fourth Wing. Status: ON HOLD 9/22/25 Samara (REDACTED)-Melgren finds herself entering the Rider's Quadrant at Basgaith War College against her will, after years of preparation from General Melgren, and by years she means only six. Samara doesn't remember the first fourteen years of her life, and found herself waking up from a coma in the hospital. When she joins the riders quadrant, she finds herself immediately infatuated with a third-year rider with a rebellion mark. Someone who should hate her guts, but he doesn't, instead he's just as curious about her as she is about him. Also, Melody Durran swears Samara's name is something different, since she claims to recognize her, but Samara has no idea who she is. FOURTH WING BELONGS TO REBECCA YARROS.

𝑨 𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒏𝒚𝒙 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄~ 𝑨𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒙 𝑶𝒄 Dyanna "Anna" Aetos was always the shadow of her big brother. That didn't make her hate him though (It also didn't make her love him). She liked being the invisible one. After two years of not seeing Dain, she gets to finally. By joining the riders quadrant. What she didn't know was that a lot of stuff has changed. Everyone thinks Dyanna's an enemy because of her family. Can she prove them wrong? I DO NOT OWN IRON FLAME OR ONYX STORM!!! 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝟏𝟎𝒕𝒉, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅: ??

'Idly rotting away in the safety of the Healers Quadrant is selfish. Entering a death pit so I can fight the monsters who destroyed my life is valiant.' Alice has spent her entire life training as a healer. Her world is left spinning on an axis when her village is attacked by Venin and her family are killed. Intent on revenge, she makes peace with Malek and joins the Rider's Quadrant, embarking on a path that will strip her bare and forge her anew. It is within the walls of Basgiath she meets an unwilling Prince and together they embark on a perilous journey to save the Kingdom. Aaric / OC / Xaden. PART I - Chapters 1 - 33 | PART II - Chapters 34 - 71 | PART III - Chapter 72 -103 | PART IV - Chapter 104 - 122 *Under revision April 2026.

They tried to break her. Torture her. Kill her. Instead, they forged her into a weapon. Now Eleanor Riorson-Tavis, Queen of Orlyth, wages war not only against the Venin, but against Navarre and the very gods themselves. The Balance is fractured, magic is unraveling, and with the Shadewing Den reborn, her name has become prophecy and curse alike. With Garrick at her side, Noodle in her shadow, and Nox and Chradh above, Eleanor has built an empire of monsters-and she will tear the world apart piece by piece to protect what remains of her family. Her kill count climbs. Her mercy burns to ash. Her humanity slips further from reach with every battlefield she leaves empty. But victory comes at a cost. And the deeper she walks into madness, the clearer it becomes: this was never just war. It is a reckoning. It is the endgame. Because Eleanor isn't fighting to save the world anymore. She's fighting to remake it. And when the dust settles, history won't call her hero or villain. It will call her what she has always been: Oblivion.

ᴍᴀᴇᴠᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏʟʟᴇʏʙᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴇx, ɴᴀᴛᴇ. ᴏʀ ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ. ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ. ꜱᴏ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ɢᴀʀʀᴇᴛᴛ, ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ. ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘꜱ ʜɪᴍ ᴘᴀꜱꜱ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢʏ, ʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪɴ ɴᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴀʏ ɴᴏ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴀꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴄᴛ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛᴜʀɴꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴍᴇꜱꜱɪᴇʀ. This story is completed:)

Garrett Graham is the golden boy of Briar University-captain of the hockey team, arrogant, and used to getting whatever he wants. Ella Monsen is his equal in every way-captain of the volleyball team, just as confident, just as untouchable. They don't believe in love. They don't follow rules. And they definitely don't fall for people like each other. But one reckless moment turns into a dangerous game neither of them knows how to win... Because this time, it's not just about playing. It's about losing control. All rights to Elle Kennedy for the characters!

Diana Graham has spent her entire life being untouchable. National champion. Figure skating prodigy. America's golden girl. People love watching her win almost as much as they love waiting for her to fall. At Briar, everyone knows Garrett Graham's younger sister, and Dean Di Laurentis knows her even better. But with Olympic season approaching and rumors threatening everything she's built her life around, Diana's composure begins to crack beneath the pressure. And for someone raised to believe perfection is the o hing worth loving, falling apart was never part of the program

In which two people who can't stand the sight of each other find out exactly how thin the line is between pushing buttons and pushing limits. Ever since his very public breakup with her ex-best friend in freshman year, Serena Nichols and John Logan have operated on a foundation of unadulterated mutual hatred. Now, she was forced to endure his insufferable attitude as the ice hockey team's student therapist, all while bearing the suffocating weight of the truth behind why his relationship had truly fallen apart. But secrets have a habit of thawing out, and they'd soon find out, ice burns too. "𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘓𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘻𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺." "𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵," 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥, 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴."