Spring is the season of new beginnings, but the start of a war likely isn't quite what that sentiment intends. Between border-folk seeing signs years ago, oddly knowing soldiers insisting, and support from the highest echelons of Sunhame, the Firestarters of Karse have more allies than they've had in centuries. But will allies from within be enough? Pt 12 of Friends Across Borders

When Magical war spills over onto Velgarth, the Star-eyed Goddess takes drastic measures. Now 500 years after his death, Herald-Mage Vanyel, once the first Herald Mage in the Circle, must make a choice. One that could prove to be his undoing. Warning - this story is a crossover, if you squint, and its sequel will be a cross over. This story is slash, Obviously, it's Van.

In the five hundred kingdoms things are never easy but if you find him,A wizard how can grant any request so long as you are willing to pay the price Warning smut

The five hundred kingdoms aren't kind to an evil wizard he must constantly watch his steep to ensure he never runs afoul of the tradition Contains smut

It feels like half the nation is converging on Sunhame in the hopes of glimpsing another series of miracles - hopes that all those actually involved in the last year's miracles are, in turn, very much hoping will be dashed. Unfortunately for all involved, there will be few, if any, miracles. There will be no less work. Part 11 of the Friends Across Borders Series.

A modern adaptation of the early gryphon stories to take place during the US vs USSR cold war. A story with gryphons, guns, jets, mages and of course fantastic music. Converting RP gameplay to story format, feedback of all types encouraged!

My fanfic characters Broken Shadow and Shaylyn shena Pretera'sedrin come have a "talk" with me.

This story is another offshoot of "The Angry Boy" and tells the tale of Ragnar, the stripling who killed Kensie Poldara's horse Blood. The story begins just before the battle at Rushton. It will deal with how Ragnar becomes a Valdemaran. Ragnar has a Glorious Destiny; the Glorious Funeral is optional ;) The Velgarth Universe belongs to Mercedes Lackey.

Book 2 of the legendary story of Lavan Firestorm

Treesa finds herself in a unique position. Can she let go of Van long enough to do what's right for the whole of Valdemar?

Sile's journey is rough and she must remain strong. taken and abused she must escape physically and mentally and come out the other side. This is her story. thank you Mercedes Lackey for allowing us to play in your world.

the search for a matching heart and a joining of lives. a girl in need and a Companion searching. I would like any feedback. this is the first time I have put anything out. All rights go to Mercedes Lackey. thank you for letting me play in your world.

Third one, and it's going to take awhile. I know how it ends, but I have no idea how to get there. All rights to Mercedes Lackey.

Kir's family hadn't seen him in years, assuming him dead had been easier for everyone. Kir himself hadn't seen his family in decades, and had consciously avoided thinking about them for almost as long - assuming them lost to him forever had been safer. But a letter arrived, another was sent and they couldn't avoid breaking those illusions any longer. Friends Across Borders - Pt. 10

Herald Ansen's difficult assignment just got a lot tougher. Fortunately, help is always available when a Herald needs it. The Valdemar Universe is the sole property of Mercedes Lackey. My thanks for the visitation rights. This will hopefully be an interesting short to get to know Ansen better. (But then, I said the same thing about Kyminn.) COMPLETE

Journeymen bards Cayden and Rea are on circuit searching for the perfect inspiration for their masterwork. One rainy day as they go a-hunting for stories, they are forced to take refuge in the house of the old village healer. In the midst of singing for their keep, a young man comes in, he needs the healer's help. Can heroes be found among us? Valdemar belongs to ML.

A young girl is Chosen at the same time as Thalia, and together they become Heralds through trials and good times. This is the story of Giselle. All rights go to Mercedes Lackey.

Rolan forgot to make sure some of the new Companions going out on Search had memorized the "Do NOT" list, with hilarious results. Alberich ends up raising a 3 year old girl who eventually becomes Firesong's Ward and Steelmind's Apprentice. And none of them can quite keep up with that little red-haired child...

I was trying to develop a 'backstory' for a minor character the story of Ragnar. The backstory grew too big to be fit into it without a long diversion from the main story. Accordingly, here it is as a story of its own. Hopefully, I can keep it to no more than a couple of chapters, but Katie might have her own tale in the future. The Valdemar Universe belongs to Mercedes Lackey.

I was born in America, but I found myself in Valdemar.

Mac, and orphan lives at the Monastery of Juros the Helping Hand. A dead Herald and severely injured Companion are found by a dangerous stream. Why is the Companion still alive, what does he want with Mac? Valdemar belongs to Mercedes Lackey.

Richenda works in a Tavern down in Exile's Gate. She is tired and harried, but undeniably bored. The Shin'a'in have a curse; May your life be interesting. Valdemarans have another saying; Careful what you wish for. To bad she didn't listen. Valdemar belongs to Mercedes Lackey.

The one time Alyn didn't do something, he gets blamed. Sent home from Haven, a snowstorm forces him to spend a day of boredom in a backwater inn with his guards. When a Bard arrives with no instrument, and a tale of bandits, Alyn couldn't resist. From the depths of his mischievous mind, Alyn comes up with a plan. Crazy? Oh yes. But that's what makes life interesting.

While any one of the Tayledras mages would wear out their strength for those under their protection when needed, Moondance, as a Healer Adept, is called upon to do so more often than his shay'kreth'ashke would like. (Starwind/Moondance; The Last Herald-Mage)

Whatever the horrors raging fiercely in Lavan's mind, as long as he can fall into the ocean of love that is Kalira, they can barely touch him. (Lavan/Kalira; Brightly Burning)