An Anonymous Indoril Attack Pamphlet on the Royal Family of Mournhold, written around the end of the Third Era. (Apocrypha written for r/teslore, inspired by some strange details in 'The Real Barenziah')

Jackie Carson, a mild-mannered hairstylist, finds herself in a dangerous world after a weekend camping trip goes awry. Bradas Sarayn, a dark elf on the run, finds himself stuck in Skyrim and facing the possibility that he might be more than an ordinary man. Time travel, realm-jumping and more!

In Altmer society blood is everything. And finding that the blood of dragons lurks in her veins is only the beginning for Kiir'Dun. On a journey of self-discovery, our young Altmer mage is forced to turn her back on everything she knows to survive and realizes that it isn't always blood that makes a family. Story-line follows beginning of the game, but diverges from there.

Those stories of woods-witches creating pacts with lost souls deep in the forest were supposed to be just stories.

Mathilda found the whole thing amusing. People found it terrifying. Farkas? He didn't care.

Young Argonian Nokk-Shikkar will someday be the savior of Tamriel. This is not that story. This is where he grows to be the man before the legend. Before being sent for execution, before the land of Skyrim. A tale of of love, of courage, and of revenge.

The Rift's greatest thief falls in love with its greatest city watchperson. Written for the Skyrim Kink Meme. (Artwork by me.)

It was a long journey for one that is a Dragonborn. For one Persephone, she didn't enjoy it. But there was no denying that she gained a lot after losing the life she knew previously. What is one more thing to gain? At least she might have love to add to the growing list.

The Thalmor have forced the Empire to remove Talos from their Pantheon and now are manipulating the Civil War in Skyrim to their advantage. But what happens when a true Dragonborn appears and is also a true Nord?

We are not called to give up our narcissistic natures as adults, so how does one unlearn it? Who's blood matters anymore? To treasure a person is to invest in fool’s gold.

Brynjolf wants to prove to his Guild Master he is worthy of her. Katryn wants to believe him, but is wary due to his rather licentious ways. Also, she has a few things from her past she'd like to keep hidden from the Guild. What happens when her past collides with her possible future? Will everything work out in the end for all those involved?

Brynjolf is a flirt and a womanizer, and no one seems to mind...right? Then why is Keiana, his normally stoic Guild Master, suddenly losing her shit and trying to kill him? And why does his new distraction from said Guild Master have these strange orange eyes? That shouldn't mean anything bad...right? RIGHT?

A Betony War story following Perane Staldirs, a young Daggerfall noble.

Eldrin accidentally becomes a hero. Now him, and his two friends, travel Tamriel even though the boy would like to hide from his new reputation.

Ara finds a quiet moment alone in the early morning while her favorite werewolf twins sleep off their drunkenness, only to have a sweet little interruption. Implied relationships and implied sexual content, but it goes over Lucia's innocent little head.

Something sinister stalks the marshes of Hjallmarch hold, setting the denizens of her ramshackle capital at each others' throats. Their best hope may be a washed-up hero, a relic of an age long past, desperate to hide from his legacy. The Mists of Morthal conceal much that has been lost to Man and Mer - much that is best left forgotten. Ch5 up!

David Young got trapped in the body of Kjeld the younger, a nobody from Kynesgrove before the events of Elder Scrolls V. Now he must try his best to prepare for the upcoming Skyrim Civil War, Dragon Crisis and find out who trapped him here.

Lucien Lachance deals with a tenet breaker in his Sanctuary. Old upload originally written for the Skyrim kink meme 2014.

Yjarrn is floating through life until a scrape with the Riften city guard changes everything.

Cold winds waft throughout the cells of Riften's prison complex and here stands a special cell for the Dovahkiin: Orion. He has been in this special cell for 20 summers and only avoided death because of his status. He was expected to server life in here but because of a stroke of luck, he might not be in there for very long. (WARNING: THIS STORY IS NO LONGER BEING UPDATED)

After the death of his wife, Estre, Prince Naemon has to decide what his opinions of his sister are, and navigate his emotions for her handmaiden and assassin, Brïka Malorn. This will be a collection of short stories involving Naemon and Brïka, and takes place during the early events of Auridon, to the events in Valenwood involving the Orery.

When Edwin and her brother decide to move the rest of the family to Skyrim from Cyrodiil, she didn't expect to suddenly be face to face with a dragon, after nearly having her head chopped off. Or for her dragon blood to activate. Join her as she navigates Skyrim trying to stop the Dragon Crisis, marry her long time love, and end the civil-war. Along with other unexpected events.

Darklight was a country on the continent Doma, on the planet Navaheth. Darklight had three provinces, each having a different style of government. The three provinces were Hrodor, New Corinth, and Pallenia. Hrodor was a monarchy and was once the mainland of Old Corinth. New Corinth was an electoral monarchy and a century before the events of this tale won its independence from Hrod

Malg has come all the way from the Dragontail Mountains to study at the College of Winterhold and is expecting to amaze his teachers and dispel the notion that orcs make poor wielders of magic. However, his life at the college does not go exactly as he might have expected.

Bjorn Blackmane, devoted follower of Hircine, has returned to Skyrim after years of campaigning in Hammerfell against the hated Thalmor. With him comes his loyal band of warriors, all ready to fight again in this strange, frozen land. Credit to user: keller.blair1 for original concept and help with story planning