“You’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens, but I may have made a mistake.”  In which Caria may have actually broken Delphine after her latest adventure.

The past and present converge as an assassin of old reminisces on many of her past failures, as well as records the betrayal that expedited the destruction of the brotherhood on Wayrest. Perhaps she can find redemption by guiding the remnants of her organization in Skyrim.

Ever hear of the song that bards don't sing? Well, these are the stories that most never hear; the types of stories closely guarded, and only told in hushed whispers beside the tavern fire - if they're ever told at all. Series of one-shots. Multiple Pairings. Disconnected, but mostly canon. Some explicit, but not all. Rated M for a reason.

When the new guildmaster is harmed during a job the best medicine in Skyrim is a warm body. Is Brynjolf up to the task?

Just a bunch of little stories I made up featuring my Dragonborn OC. Nothing too big. K, enjoy

One day a group of new bandits come across a baby. They have no idea how to raise a baby, let alone how to even get along with each other. (pre-canon Skyrim; various tone shifts; cross-posted on AO3)

For Rosha, her father Tjorvi had always been more of a problem than a parent. After inheriting a substantial debt and finding herself in another huge bind, she's convinced there can't be a light at the end of the tunnel. However, a proposition from a stranger not only provides a chance at coin, but also sheds a light brighter than dragon fire on a future she couldn't imagine.

You've all heard the story of the first son of Akatosh, the ruler of clan Volkihar and the first Dragonborn. And how they were all brought down, by the Last Dragonborn. What if I told you, his story from the beginning? And how it didn't end in Apocrypha. Based on the first chapter of my story: The Apotheosis of Mortals. And how my Dragonborn achieved Godhood.

Lynette's been through much - dumped in Skyrim, rejected by the college and trained by Farengar, faced off the Siren to get Farengar his magic back - but her adventures are far from over. Inner demons yet lurk within, a Daedric Prince's influence has been left to fester, and matters of the heart need answering in this long-awaited conclusion of Stranger in a Strange Land by DeLyse.

A journey into the Summerset Isles at the request of a young mage's father became way more than she'd bargained for.

My second Skyrim build for all the proud Nord's out there

I'm Russet. I'll admit I'm not the honorable person I used to be. I'd help the Jarls, save towns from monsters, and roughhouse with my fellow Companions. Now? The Thieves Guild is where I've made my home. I'm a Nord with blood on her hands, a sinner's soul, and a lifetime of bad choices behind me. We all make mistakes; it's just hard to believe that mine led me here. Brynjolf/OC

Bjorn has traveled a long way to get to where he is, sitting down on a hill overlooking the forests of Falkreath, but not far behind his grandson Dagny is catching up to find out exactly why his grandfather set out on his own without warning. This is a standalone story set within the ongoing Journeys of a Khajiit Dragonborn Fanfic. Reviews are welcome, please enjoy the story!

A land torn apart by war between the Empire and Stormcloaks. Now the land is plagued by the return of dragons, who wish to enslave all mortals like in days long past. The fate of Skyrim, of all Tamriel, rests in the hands of two unlikely individuals. Now, if only the two of them could get along. Dragonborn Harem story. Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim belongs to Bethesda Game Studios.

Nerosi Delrayn, a young Dunmer from Windhelm, has had a less than ideal life. Humans hate her, her own kind disowned her, and now she has to embark on a journey across Tamriel to fix a problem she caused. How far will she go to right a wrong?

Time goes on, as it always does, and with the passage of time comes change. Yes, times have changed; nervosity and fear are spreading throughout the Holds like a dark shadow. Citizens whispering powerful names: The Empire, Stormcloaks. But sides don't matter—they all fear for their children. So, Child of Hircine, tell me: how long 'till they begin whispering yours?

I was a simple man, busy finishing my final year in university, ready to work a dead end nine to five job, and enjoy my down times with videos games, mind numbing tv shows, and trying to pick up a girl to settle down with, I guess the divines had other plans cause now I'm in a world where monster's roam the skies and wish to rule the world.

Long ago, a war between Atmorans and Snow Elves sent the later race on a path of enslavement, corruption and isolation. Now, one of the last true Snow Elf communities hope lies in the Dragonborn who was born amongst them, Vin, a man who sees the state of the world he enters and seeks a brighter day for all. Rated T for violence. Description may change later.

After the events of Skyrim, the empire is on the verge of the second great war with the Aldmeri Dominion. The dragonborn is called upon for a special mission to stall the war and create a new accord between the powers of tamriel. Just how far is he willing to go to prevent another war from ravaging his homeland? Can he set aside his differences to work with a sworn enemy?

Serana runs to find her paramour after she defeated Alduin, and can only hope it's not too late. Female Dovahkiin/Serana M for language and graphic imagery

This is the first in a line of Skyrim build that I hope you guys will take the time out of your busy days to read and even try in your next Skyrim playthrough, give it a try, you might like it

They've been married for years now, two children and their lovely home and their peaceful lives, if only she could stop to take a single moment to see it. (Or: What happens after the world is already saved and the war is over? Or: The inherent grief of being in love with a main character.)

When misrule takes its place at the eight corners of the world When the Brass Tower walks and Time is reshaped When the thrice-blessed fail and the Red Tower trembles When the Dragonborn Ruler loses his throne, and the White Tower falls When the Snow Tower lies sundered, kingless, bleeding The World-Eater wakes, and the Wheel turns upon the Last Dragonborn. A castaway…

12 years after the Dragonborn disappeared on Solstheim a young Vigilant of Stendarr is found half dead in the marshes of Hjaalmarch by a jaded former adventurer. The unlikely duo soon find themselves in a war between the Scions of the Night and the Defenders of the Dawn. For fate has appointed unto them the duty of judging the Tyranny of the Sun. (AU Dawnguard)

This is a collection of extra content for my fic Northbound Pilgrimage, specifically for the first book. It includes the overview of the major plotlines, but there are also bonus stories included. More short stories that didn't quite make it into the first book might be added later. Or any other extra content that might come to mind.