Gwynyvra finds herself drinking too much and thinking too much-about her life, her motivations, and her commanding officer-now that the war is over.

An Altmer scribe, recently come to Skyrim from Alinor, collects gods like some collect jewels. As her own people hunt her, she stumbles into a lone orc's life. Meremoth had hoped to live the simple existence of a hermit; a little elf would only complicate things. Warning: excessive liberties taken with all deities. [1/7]

The stories of Cymbeline and Onmund, from when they met, to marriage, to starting a family and everything in between. Fem!DragonBorn/Onmund

When Nightmares come calling in Dawnstar, it's up to a sleep deprived Dagi Raht Dragonborn and a guilt ridden Dunmer priest to fix it. How will she fix his guilty conscience though? F!DB/Erandur Note: quest walk through the way I'd answer it.

Alfinn... disagrees with his fellow Graybeards. This has made him unpopular. But now he's done something drastic. And possibly stupid. He's, uh, resurrected the Dragonborn. Who's been dead for 116 years. But he had a good reason! Somehow, the Dragon Priests have been brought back to life, and the College of Winterhold has been razed... and the Elder Scroll that was kept there taken

This is the first part of my presentation of the storyline from the Elder Scroll genre after Skyrim.

Vanus Galerion, founder of the Mage's Guild and legendary hero. Mannimarco, first undead lich and King of Worms. An exploration of the unique relationship between these two as time passes, from their beginnings on the Isle of Artaeum to that final, decisive battle. Slash. UNDERGOING EXTENSIVE EDIT AS OF SEPT. 2014!

Freyr Mer-Killer, a young Nord man of twenty two finds himself in the Imperial City where he is an eternal outsider. In his stay while his father fights in the Arena, he finds companionship in the unlikely form of a Dunmer woman, who's also an outsider. Freyr for being who he is, and she for the same, as well as something else. Whether they find love or ruin is still up in the air.

Thonnir était un jeune homme ordinaire, lors de la mort de son père, ce dernier lui demanda de se rendre dans leur pays d'origine; Bordeciel. Ayant mis qu'un seul pieds en cette terre nordique, il fut emporter dans une folle aventure de la renaissance des dragons.

Cooper, not your average dovahkiin, has defeated Alduin. The lonely Breton decides he wants to adopt a child and visits the Honorhall Orphanage. Sickened by the conditions, he leaves the place, only to miss a figure clad in red and black armor slip through the door. He stays the night in Riften, not knowing what consequences his actions will bring...

The beginning to the story of the rise of nationalism on the island of Vvardenfell

Whiterun is in an uproar, the Pale threatens war while Ulfric is cracking down on Jarl Balgruuf and the Dragonborn has betrayed them all and fled with a priceless artifact and blood on his hands. And, as always, all eyes turn to the Companions to deal with the mess. Only, the warriors of Jorrvaskr are up to their necks in their own problems, and there's no float in sight.

when the hero of kavatch comes across a beaten and bloodied beggar in the streets, he takes her in. think oblivion meets My Fair Ladu. there will eventually be some lemon, so WATCH OUT!

"Nous existons, et nous contribuons à la vie. Et je veux exister pour apporter ma contribution; je veux ressentir la terre et l'eau, je veux exister pour tout changer. " Tout commença avec un vieux livre, un rêve utopique, avec une fille naïve, innocente, enfantine qui désirait aller à Markarth, et un mercenaire cynique, sarcastique qui avait besoin d'argent...

The leader of the Dark Brotherhood could never forget those golden eyes of the wolf within. [Aela/Astrid smutlet]

A pair of Silencers seek shelter from the dangers of the encroaching darkness and break into a house they deem abandoned. They are wrong. Inside, the pair find a man-old, skeletal, bird like and with eyes of the dead. Bellamont assumes the marred man is of no threat, yet once more he is the fool.

No matter how hard we try to hide them, our scars, our past are what makes us, and if manipulated-can be the death of us. However, our past does not define who we are. Our actions are what defines us. Warning: Graphic sexual content

Il n'y a point d'amour sans horreur, tout comme il n'y a point d'horreur sans amour. Ne juges qu'avec ton cœur blessé, et non tes yeux d'or : celui qui refuse l'évidence n'est pas moins sot que celui qui accepte le mensonge.  [Il y a une continuité de l'histoire : Livre 1/3.]

The Dovahkiin was born to save the world, from Alduin, Daedra or itself. But there are some tasks once intended for him that he would never choose to do or even be able able to do it if he tried. So the roles of leadership, follower, soldier, Thane, or even a Daedra's champion, are placed on others. without their knowledge, of course. *In progress, slight AU*

In a land divided, the Dragonborn (Callum) must eventually choose sides: Will he choose the Empire or will he side with Ulfric? The former Falmer servant rises above what her life was as a slave. She becomes strong, but also can be cold and unfazed. As different as they are, they remain friends, and choose to navigate this adventure together.

Annastasia is a Nord. Utmaad is a Dunmer (dark elf.) They both grew up together at the Honorhall Orphanage where they were abused until their teen years when they make a daring escape. They now adventure together and form a budding attraction. However, Dunmer and Nord relationships are greatly frowned upon. This causes some trouble for the duo.

Redka shrugged. Life was precious. There was no time to regret- not this. Not anything. Not even Frande.

A young woman, thrown into center of chaos in Skyrim, must build her new life from the ground up and face the far reaching consequences of her decisions. The first trial she must face is her betrayal of Jarl Balgruuf.

This is not a lemon but is rated 'M' for later chapters due to Violence. What were to happen if through the art of preservation, the Dragonborn was alive today with almost all of the Daedric Artifacts taken from him and distributed through out the world.

I have fought gods and demons. I have seen Empires burn. I have seen kings fall. Now, when the voice of the First Born of Akatosh whispers in my very soul, I realize that my hardest battle is yet to come. I must fight for myself, my soul, my homeland, against the Serpent-Men and the King of the Dragons. May the Divines give me strength. These are the final days of my life.