Aeyrin and Bishop continue their journeys through Skyrim, trying to deal with the looming threats in their path. The province is still ravaged by the dragons, as well as the war, and both new and old enemies still hound their steps. Their adventures are far from over whether they wish it or not. A direct continuation of the first book. Usually updated twice a week. (OC/Bishop SRM)

A Self-Insert into a Thalmor Agent at the very beginning of Skyrim. As it turns out, neither me nor the Thalmor are particularly good people. Get ready for plenty of Illusion Magic abuse, enslavement, and more. WARNING: Mature Themes Abound!

Snow Elves had to hide in the Dwemer city of Emenisveer long ago for safety from Nords. And long after their Dwarven masters died, they still remain, unchanged unlike their other brethren. They live in peace and seclusion for ages, rebuilding what they can, until one day, the Dragonborn is born among them, and must go out and change the world, and maybe even save it in the process.

All her life Myfanwy Caldevwin dreamed of graduating from Arcane University as a world renowned Master of Magic. Unfortunately, the only university that will take her is the College of Winterhold, the lowest ranked school for the arcane arts in all of Tamriel. Even more unfortunately, she's somehow managed to attract the notice of the College's mysterious Thalmor Master of Theory.

Or; The Ysmirid. Faolan yearned to return home, but life in Tamriel is nothing if not full of twists and turns. Skyrim finds itself in need of a hero but when the wheel lands on the poor son of a Forsworn operative, the province has to settle for a reluctant Dragonborn and his hesitant Housecarl.

Ra Hel Kotu has embarked on the walkabout across Tamerial. He enters Skyrim to find his life forever changed. He desires only one the, to summon his Shehai and return the Ansei to the world. He is the Dragonborn, but can he be the first Sword Singer since the end of Yokuda.

Having suffered loss to a vampire at a young age, Tulvar swears vengeance against all their kind and prepares himself for a life of hardship and blood. Upon joining a newly formed guild of vampire hunters, Tulvar soon finds himself caught up in a whirlwind of events the likes of which he could never have anticipated. Luckily, he does not have to go it alone.

A family, brought together by the Great War. A sister and brother, both members of the Penitus Oculatus. Both destined for greatness. But only one can be the Dovakihn. Eventual female Dragonborn/Serana romance

The story of a hero who must save the land of Skyrim from evil. Contains, romance, action and adventure.

Sulla is an Imperial soldier in Skyrim with a growing resentment for an army & mages who he believes are taking credit for his findings in the ruins. When life takes an unexpected turn for him he becomes jaded as the wars never seem to end & developing a fascination for the Dragon Priests & Dwemer whose mechanisms may turn the war.A fascination that leads him to the life of a thief

I will never forget the first time I met my God, Sanguine. E-rated / Revelry, Indulgence, orgies, and a feast.

On what seemed to be a normal night at the Bee and Barb, A new person travelling to Riften was about to change Brynjolf's life for keeps. This story closely follows the Thieves Guild Story arc, *Spoiler Alert* for those who have not played the game. If you haven't you should... I highly recommend it. Brynjolf/OC Dragonborn *Explicit scenes of romance*Mild Language*Some Gore*

Karsten Iron-Sides, the Last Dragonborn, has a history in both Solitude and Windhelm. Now, nearly a year after his discovery, all of Skyrim waits to see who he will support, and where he will go. But Karsten has bigger threats to worry about, most notably the World Eater, Alduin. As he navigates the politics of Skyrim, he finds himself meeting old friends and making new ones.

The Dragonborn wants us all dead. Talk about a way to disappoint all the Nords. Their savior isn't that muscular man, swinging his perfect sword with the wind blowing through his hair. Nope. The Dragonborn is a leech on society and is now my responsibility. With my team of misfits we might have a chance to take down Dovahkiin once and for all. Sixth story in Storm of Skyrim series.

Snoe'Gles on his way to the city of Bruma, stumbles upon a small village which his conscience convicts him to aid.

After saving the world from Alduin and bringing a temporary peace to Skyrim, the Dragonborn decides to embark on a journey to the distant homeland of dunmer, Morrowind for the first time. He wishes to learn more about his people and see the tragic state of the province, as well as to follow in the ancient hero's footseps and find out the truth about Nerevarine's dissapearance.

Svala never asked to be the Dovahkin. Ulfric never asked for her help in his war. Ulfric/F!Dragborn (I don’t own Skyrim or it’s original characters/places. Those belong to Bethesda)

The Forsworn terrorise the Reach. Backstabbing and intrigue threaten to break the court of Markarth. Ancient secrets below the city are disturbed, and now the Imperials want to hand Markarth over to the Stormcloaks? Over Jarl Igmund's dead body.

When Skyrim's bards sang of the Dragonborn who would come to save them all, their prayer was for a man made in the image of Talos: a tall, mighty warrior with a Voice that could shake mountains. But the young woman who wakes up in the back of a prison wagon is neither tall nor mighty. Little and lost, she has mountains to climb before she discovers who, and what, she really is.

So apparently the Dragonborn has returned, and is fighting for the fate of the world. Good for them. Because while that's going on we've got a kid lying his way into school, a woman with some bodily issues, an Orc trying not to get attached to her assassination target, and a cat who's really just here to cut hair. Not the people you'd ideally entrust the fate of Skyrim to, huh?

Basically if Skyrim was a hentai. That's right, hentai. Bandit's will be fucking my overly big breasted and ass argonian named Keema. Whether it be bandits, undead, a devious npc like drunkards, racist nords, thalmor, or other shady individuals or anything else that comes to mind. I don't mind gangbangs too, be sure to leave your suggestions in the reviews

Serenity Heartheart is the daughter of a rich Breton lord residing in Daggerfall. After a devastating event, Serenity finds herself on the road to Hammerfell. Enlisting the help of dangerous people, she learns about her family's dark past and what she's truly capable of... *RATING R: STRONG SEX SCENES, VIOLENCE, GORE. MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY*

Serena Hrive never expected her life to be normal or easy, but it was clearly a little too much to ask for when she tried being a sellsword and took her first job from the Hero of Kvatch. Somehow she found herself tangled up with Daedra, cultists, and help saving Tamriel. Book One of the tale of my Dhampir Dragonborn

Our hero was living the American dream. But bad things happen to good people as the saying goes. After dying tramatically, he awakens on a familiar cart. Join him and the Dragonborn as his rapidly fracturing mind drives him, and everyone else in Skyrim, absolutely Mad. SI Fic. Warning! Extremely dark themes. Depictions of suicide and death. You have been warned.

Kirstte and the Companions celebrate another Jól.