Violetsorrengail Stories

Dain 🤝 Xaden Yes , just this. This is the description!! It's bl.

{fem oc × fem!oc Tavis} ----------------------------- "Why are you here then?" "Pride, I guess." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -There are many thieves of does, but only one thief of scales, Feathered One.- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I dreamt of a girl, of a lithe build, and with hands prone to heal. Her face was blurred, but I had a feeling that she had very pretty eyes, and when I woke up I didn't feel alone for the first time. Or: a healer with bloodied hands and a feathered-tail dragon look at the moon, and wish (Copyright go to Rebecca Yarros)

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.

𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨. Kira is entering her second year, and things just got a whole lot more deadly. The aftermath of the War Games has left several eyes on Kira, watching her every move. Questions of her and the others' loyalty threaten everything they've been building in Aretia, and Kira is determined to protect her home. It doesn't help that Kira and Garrick's dragons have entered a mating bond at a rather inconvenient time. Along with this, the new vice commandant seems hell bent on proving Kira's disloyalty to Navarre. Kira refuses to falter; She's a Riorson, after all. But it might take more than just her swords to make it through her second year alive.

"Well, Targaryen's do not run from battle. Even if they're fighting venin instead of gryphons. Even if I'm missing my twin. Even if I may cause our deaths today. I'm in." Fourth Wing - {Fourth Wing - Onyx Storm} I do not own Fourth Wing, I only own my OC's and everything to do with them and their backstories.

She was never meant to disappear-but the generals made sure she did. Once, she ran the halls beside Xaden, Garrick, Liam, and Bodhi-marked ones bound by friendship, rebellion, and survival. Then she was taken. Sent away in silence. Stripped from their lives and forged into something sharper, deadlier. A spy. A soldier. A weapon shaped by the very generals who feared what the marked ones might become. Now she's back. Summoned to Basgiath War College and thrust into the Riders Quadrant, she carries secrets no one can afford to uncover-and scars that run far deeper than her relic, etched from her arm up her neck. Bonded to the most powerful dragon alive, she must walk the razor's edge between loyalty and duty, love and deception. Because this time, survival isn't enough. This time, the truth could burn everything to the ground.

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.

I want to help people. It's what I've always wanted. And you can't stop me. - Started: 2/1-2026

Selene Quinnell is no stranger to pain. In fact, she's spent her whole life surrounded by it. Physically, and mentally. With walls higher than the tallest mountain peak in navarre, she's more than prepared to her next three years at basgaith alone... until a certain boy with onxy eyes returns to her life. Xaden Riorson x fem oc

You're forced into the Rider's Quadrant, just like every other kid with a rebellion relic. Every marked one knows who Xaden Riorson is. His father is the reason we have the marks in the first place. Xaden thinks he knows all the marked kids, but there's one he doesn't know about. You.

Three years ago, Fen's apostasy failed, forcing Astraea Tavis into the Rider's Quadrant. She crosses the parapet, not breaking a sweat. She has trained harder than ever these past years. But she is pissed off at the cowards covering up the truth, and that anger just builds up inside her. How long will it take the authorities that putting her in the Quadrant was a bad idea? Because she will explode, and when she does, you'd better be far away. !!!This story starts before the events of Fourth Wing. It will follow Astraea through her years at Basgiath, up until the end of the series!!! All characters except my own belong to Rebecca Yarros! Started: 17/1/2026 || 17 Januari 2026 Finished: N/A Update schedule: Tuesday and Friday 5:00 P.M. CET (+1), if this changes I will notify you all. The Empyrean Series

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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.

In a world where dragons choose their riders, the royal Laransser family stands as the most powerful among all kingdoms. Known for raising unique and majestic dragons, their bloodline is recognized by their silvery hair, violet eyes... and fire in their veins. When Leyral Laransser was born-the first daughter in a century-the sky trembled with fire and celebration. Her dragon egg, immense and shimmering in black, purple, and gold, foretold a legendary destiny. From the moment of her birth, she was already bonded to it, and their connection was so strong that her seal granted her four elemental powers: fire, earth, water, and air. At the age of five, she crossed the parapet-the youngest ever to do so. But her official entry into the Dragon Quadrant was postponed until she turned sixteen, by royal decree. Now, Leyral is ready. As heir to the Laransser throne and future queen of Navarre, her path is marked by power, fire... and war. And at the heart of the Quadrant, Xaden Riorson awaits-the rider branded by rebellion, enemy of her bloodline, and perhaps, the only real threat to her destiny. A princess born of fire. Two kingdoms on her shoulders. And a bond that could change everything.

They say a rider without their dragon is dead. Fate disagrees. Navarre fell at the Battle of Basgaith. Xaden Riorson turned to the enemy and became the Great Betrayer and second in command to the venin overlords. Two years later fate drags back the impossible. Rosemary Tauri is delivered to Basgiath in chains. Alive, hollow and stripped of her memory. She should have died alongside her dragon. Before the fall of Navarre Xaden and Rosemary forged a forbidden bond. Rosemary doesn't remember her life before, her dragon or the boy she fell in love with but fate keeps dragging them back together as the world breaks them apart. The venin want what is buried inside her head and Xaden will do anything to keep her alive. A dark Xaden love story.

Aeloria Tauri, the fearless and entitled daughter of King Tauri, is forced to navigate a world where power and betrayal are ever-present. Raised to flaunt her birthright, she harbors a deep hatred for her enemies. As tensions rise within her kingdom and deadly secrets unravel, Aeloria decides to leave the palace and forge her own path. Torn between loyalty to her family and the fire of vengeance that consumes her, she is thrust into a game where every move could mean life or death. Alongside her best friend Ridoc and her childhood friend Violet Sorrengail, Aeloria never thought to fall in love at Basgiath. Especially to a rebel. [ Garrick Tavis x Original Female Character ] [ All Rights Reserved ]

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.

"I would choose you again and again." Alodie Tavis suffered the same fate as any other Marked One. She watched her parent's murders. Then was dragged away from her brother. But unlike most of them, she went through unspeakable things while she hopped from fostering house to fostering house. That was until she turned twenty years old. From meeting a certain flirtatious boy, to reuniting with her brother, and to bonding to a dragon, Alodie attempts to finish the Rebellion her parents started. They started the fight. And she would end it. "Even knowing how it ends." ~~~ Fourth Wing Fanfic Liam Mairi x OC Ongoing

ADAMATINE- adjective /ˌædəˈmæntaɪn/ impenetrably hard, unyielding in character, unbreakable After the Great Betrayer was slain beside his comrads, his children were sent to separate families. Xaden was sent to Duke Lindell in Tirvainne with Liam Mairi and Eleanor was sent to Ruel with General Alexander Draven and his family all by herself. Follow Lenny's story through Basgiath War collage as falls she in love while trying to survive. Will she survive? Will she forgive her brother, who abandoned her? Garrick Tavis x OC all ideas and characters belong to Rebecca Yarros except for my OC's

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!