Violetsorrengail Stories

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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.

What if Lilith and Asher Sorrengail had a fourth child? A child, Lillith, chose to train from birth? A child who would be raised to be heartless, even against her family. A weapon. A chosen child at birth. The only thing is, she looks nothing like her Mother, and when she enters the Riders quadrant, weird things begin to happen, especially when she finds out her sister has fallen in love with the one she was raised to hate. What will Lyran do? Will she overcome everything her mother put her through? Or fall into the pain and become just like her. *The only characters that are mine are Lyran and Milo; the rest belong to the amazing Rebecca Yarros as well as the world! *Updates Every Monday!

No one knew that he had a sister. He ignored her. Abandoned her. Forgot about her. She never forgot about him though. Over the past 9 years she has went through hell because he disappeared on her. He was there for all of the separatists' kids except his own sister. She has trained to the full extent in order to make it across the parapet for the past 9 years after he left her to suffer. She fully plans on making him pay and suffer for everything that she went through. Because it is his fault. Isn't it?

Aveline Sorrengail. The one some wished to be, and the one others never wanted to meet. Trained since childhood, bruised, beaten and bloodied, she always succeeded. Whether that was through strength, or pure anger, no one knew. She was meant to be a rider, and everyone knew it. To protect her dear sister wouldn't be much of obstacle right? Nor would the marked ones be much of an issue in the quadrant, no matter how much they hated her mother. She wasn't just going to remove any obstacles in her way. She was going to obliterate them. DISCLAIMER! I do not own fourth wing, or any of the characters written by the rightful author, Rebecca Yarros, only my own characters. This is just my adaptation of the story.

What if someone bonded a dragon outside of Basgiath? Raven Riorson, not nearly old enough for the quadrant, loves adventures. With sixteen, she decides to run away from her foster parents and make the best of the years she has, because they didn't train her anyway. Wandering over fields and forests, jumping on wagons and stealing from hotel kitchens, she makes her way across the continent. Little did she know that she was about to encounter a dragon, nonetheless one of the biggest alive. Surprisingly, she didnt get torched, and instead bonded that mighty and rare dragon, flying to the war college. While waiting for judgment, she reunites with her big brother, and meets Liam for the first time. The teachers, not knowing what else to do, make her cross the parapet and put her to join the lessons if she survived. But does she? Will she make it through the year or will she be another name on the death roll? X---x---X Tw: combat, death, blood, cursing, and some more combat included A fourth wing story written by a weird- ass teenager, about a weird- ass teenager X---x---X I didn't create any of the characters except Raven, all rights belong to Rebecca Yarros, except (a few) scenes I've written myself

En mi mundo, Alas de Sangre era solo eso: una historia. Un libro de fantasía lleno de acción, traición, dragones, tensión sexual que cortaba el aire... y un hombre de ojos oscuros y tatuajes como cicatrices de guerra que me robaba el aliento con solo una palabra. Xaden Riorson. El personaje que jamás debía enamorarme porque era ficción. Porque no existía. Hasta que lo hizo. Hasta que desperté en un cuerpo que no era el mío, en una realidad que no debería existir. Y me llamaban Seryna Valenforth. No supe si estaba muerta, soñando o maldita. Solo sabía que ya no estaba en mi cama, en mi habitación del mundo real, sino en un castillo y una lista de futuros cadáveres desfilando por mi memoria. Ya conocía sus nombres: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, incluso Violet Sorrengail... todos piezas de un tablero que estaba por romperse. Y yo estaba dentro. Una parte de mí se rehusaba a creerlo, pero la otra... la otra estaba lista. Había leído Alas de Sangre tantas veces que podía recitar líneas enteras. Sabía quién vivía. Quién moría. Cuándo. Cómo. Por qué. Y lo más importante: sabía a quién quería salvar. Liam. Mi soldado leal y dulce, cuya muerte aún me dolía aunque solo fuera papel y tinta. Sloane. Una niña con demasiada oscuridad y demasiada historia detrás de esos ojos. Andarna, mi dragona favorita. Y sí... también él. Xaden Riorson. Lo quería todo. Su mirada. Su respeto. Su deseo. Incluso sus advertencias envueltas en amenazas veladas. No pensaba ceder ese lugar. Esta vez, yo sería la que lo enfrentaría en la colchoneta de combate. Yo sería la que lo haría dudar. La que se convertiría en la debilidad que jamás vio venir. Y, tal vez, también en su fuerza. Cambiar la historia. Aunque me costara la vida. Porque esto ya no era un libro. Y yo ya no era una lectora. Era una jugadora. Y esta vez... el Imperio no tenía idea de con quién estaba jugando.

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.

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.

"𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀? 𝗪𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲..." This is my story. I grew through the innocence, only to become a ruthless killer to those who hurt my closest ones... My father used to say that peace would eventually bring an end to this war... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘥...𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦... 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧! I do not own the Emphyrian Series and most of the characters! I only own Odra, Gaothach, and the plot of this story :) 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥: 19/10/2024 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥: ---

Lost children, that's what they all were. Some were misguided in their youth; others didn't have a path to follow. Maybe that's how they all found their way into this cause, learning at the same college. Risking their lives every day for what they believe to be true. Andris Lorent was never one for rules, unless they benefitted her, so when she makes it into one of the scariest quadrants in Navarre; well, let's say that things aren't going well for the leaders just yet. Xaden Riorson has the world balancing on his back; will he succumb to the pressure or will having an old friend back be just what he needs?

Enid Sorrengail lands in the riders quadrant with her cousin Violet Sorrengail and her friend Dain Aetos. She dreamed of this moment ever since she was a kid, hoping to gain such a magnificent power that she ends the bloodshed and war. But not everything is as it seems. I do not own Fourth Wing or any of the series. I don't own any of the fanart either.

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!)

Alia wasn't supposed to be there. One moment she was reading about dragons, riders, and a war. The next, she woke up inside the brutal world of Basgiath War College - where failure means death and every event is leading up to the ending she doesn't know. She knows who will survive. She knows who won't. Until the end of book three. Knowledge is dangerous in a world where power is everything. When her signet manifests she realizes the truth: if anyone learns both what she can do and what she knows, she'll never make it out of Basgiath alive. So she hides the truth. Pretends she belongs. And tries not to change the story too much, no matter how much she want's to save the characters she loves so much. Isekai Series | A Empyrean Fan-Fiction series. This is a story about a girl who loves the books, who ends up in the world itself. Battling with her heart and head on saving and helping the characters she has fallen in love with. Oh, and trying to survive. This is book one out of what I'm planning to be five, following along with Rebecca Yarros's Empyrean series. I do not own the story or the characters, only Alia.

𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, Andromeda Delacroix was born to break, forged in war's relentless fire, and molded into a weapon bound to serve. A dragon rider scarred by the love she could not save and the ghosts that cling to her, she wears loyalty like a noose, sharpens secrets into daggers, and twists love into a blade that carves through her own heart. She survived off the idea that one day, one day her rage would be witnessed by those who poisoned her with it in the first place. But as power whispers her name and the boundary between ally and enemy fades to ash, she must decide: command the fire, or let it devour her soul. 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒? [OC / BRENNAN SORRENGAIL] [FOURTH WING - ] [COVER: @strtdusty]

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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.

Born to a crown. Bound to a lie. Callista Azura Tauri is the king's daughter, she's raised to rule, trained to obey, and expected to stand against the rebellion. But what no one know.. is that she's already chosen a side. Sent to Basgiath War College, Callie must survive the Rider's Quadrant while hiding a truth that would get her executed: she's secretly aiding the very people her father wants destroyed. Then she meets him. Alexander Calloway Riorson a second-year rider, rebel's blood, and younger brother to the most feared wing leader in Basgiath. He shouldn't want her. But in a world where dragons choose the powerful and loyalty can get you killed, their connection could be the most dangerous thing of all. Because if he finds out who she really is... she'll lose more than her crown. She'll lose him.

Fourth wing / The Emperyan fanfiction, bcz there is NO FANFICTION FOR TS