The Draugr have invaded Skyrim led by Konahrik, who has awoken from slumber and seeks to exact revenge upon the bane of his master, while the Dragonborn has been missing for years. Follow as a Legionnaire leads a group of hopeless survivors to Solitude. A Legate is trapped inside a fort with his men, left to starve. And an everlasting search for the Dragonborn commences. (MostlyOC)

Time is convoluted. Death is temporary. Reality and physics are bent. And yet, in the infinite realms, some cases are so peculiar there is no way to set things to normal once again...

A group of young men have awoken on the USS Shield, a massive self sustaining arc that houses what remains of the United States. After undergoing an advanced experiment and going through rigorous training will they be able to take back a world brimming with hollows? I don't think so.

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. But the very next year, you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears, I'll mince it up and smoke it in a ganja pipe. You've been warned. The language is barely English, so be aware of that.

In a futuristic, steampunk-ed Lordran, darkness has fallen across the land. The last citizens - the denizens of this darkness - have only one hope to stave away the oncoming doom of the whole world. The DSS, or Dark Souls Society, is that one hope. Those poor fuckers.

The anthology of absurdity returns to claim your soul. An unforgettable journey awaits you in this piss-taking world where each dark corner and unexpected encounter will test your level of anal protection. Afflicted by the ancient curse of the butt-ugly, you will confront your own fears to emerge destroyed in every way imaginable. Rated T for immaturity, and dark (souls) themes.

Written entirely in an erie nursery rhyme fashion, this Oneshot tells of a horrible creature with a penchant for gruesomely murdering those who dare cross its path. This is my entry for the "Terror Souls" Halloween event.

And so it is written that all who affront the laws of Eleum Loyce and her noble people shall be banished to the wastelands at her feet, for they are unworthy of something as merciful as the axe, only their own vile nature (Terror Souls).

I heard screaming, horrible tortured howling and my head was killing me. It took a while, but I noticed the screaming was my own.

Written for Alone In The Blight.

A young Orphan is taken captive by one of the many Kings of Carim. (More to come.)

The will feels envy, or perhaps love, and despite the inevitably trite and tragic ending, the will sees no alternative, and is driven madly toward its target.

The greatest man in Lordran sings the praises of the greatest covenant in any world!

"Is this how we pay for what we've done? Is this our curse?" A romantic tragedy, based on the comic "The Curse" by Artsed on Deviantart, and Edgar Allan Poe's poem "Spirits of the Dead." Artorias X Ciaran

Lee Everett struggles with surviving the new world and keeping one little girl safe. His group is starved for help and broken beyond repair. With the long road ahead, there's trouble around every corner. He must choose who to trust, before there's no time left. LeexCarley Spoilers!

"They will run in fear..."

Iron Tarkus, a Berenike Knight, is cast off to Balder to quell the Undead outbreak. On his return, everything he loves is in jeopardy. An Iron Golem bars the entrance to Anor Londo, land of gods, where the answers lie... (This needs a lot of editing, some really terrible run on sentences and grammar issues. Will try to edit it soon.)

The world is dying. The fire is fading. Demons and monsters roam the lands and the miniscule bastions of civilization are eroding away. Oblivion is imminent, and seemingly nothing can avert it. But, one undead, gripped with rage and an insatiable appetite for souls, refuses to hollow, even as he dies time and time again. One undead, may be Chosen...

Kirk, The Knight of Thorns is a busy man. Killing his opponents. Gathering Humanity for the Fair Lady. Kirk is a busy man and he's feeling slightly murderous.

A Chosen Undead has come to a sudden realization of their life in Lordran.

The First Flame is fading, while an empire is desperately trying to stay in power. Everything begins to fade.

Most would kill a beast without a second thought. There is one amongst them who diverges from this path. This one dared to strive for repentance. Not through mystical means, but through his own actions. On his path to penitence he will find friends and enemies, life and knowledge, and of course... Death.

...and walks out with a companion (of sorts). The quest for a place to belong is long, and fraught with difficulty... and vigilanteism... and the liberation of oppressed peoples of all kinds. It's a tough job, but someone's gotta do it.

A man bears witness to the origin of one of Lordran's most notorious killers. This is his tale.

Almost 60 years after Dragonborn defeated Alduin, we follow Bjorn Frosthammer, who uncovers something incredible about his heritage and joins an expedition to the lost continent of Atmora, the ancient land of the Nords. Upon landing, things go wrong, and Bjorn and his team push forward into the wastes to uncover secrets of the Nord's, and Bjorn's, icy past

An orc named Burz Gro Ka helped the Legion win over Skyrim, and stopped Alduin's attack. But what does he get in return? An unofficial exile in Markarth. But he is being called back once again to stop the real threat to Skyrim and all of Tamriel: The Aldmeri Dominion.

The assassin Riandr, her brother Fil and their new friends Myllian and Drenn... battle gods, dragons and prejudice to save a land that refers to them as 'Milk Drinkers'. (Please be advised this is a complete novel. I will post chapters daily. All characters aside from Riandr, Fil, Myllian and Drenn are property of Bethesda. I have, however, used them to service my own needs.)

Life for the orcs is not easy. But it is simple. They are guided by a simple, straightforward ideal. Honor. To live honorably is the entire life, and death, of any orc. But the meaning of this simple word can be nebulous. How can one live honorably when each new leader chooses what it means to be honorable? Deneth, a young female orc in Garrosh's Horde, must learn it for herself.

Every Dragonborn has their reason for picking a side in the War. This is Antiah's.

The housecarls of Skyrim meet up at Breezehome to relax, chat and complain about the person they're all sworn to obey: the Dragonborn.

The long-awaited companion piece to the Fall of the Horde. Set along mostly the same lines, but of an Alliance counteroffensive against the Horde. Set pre-MoP, so no Kung-Fu Pandas. You have been warned!

She had bled, sweated and cried for Skyrim. Everything she could give, she offered freely, in spite of the bone-deep hatred for her kind. She asked one thing for herself in return, one slice of happiness to keep her afloat in the sea of violence and betrayal that her life had become, but they had ripped that from her, too.

For now, Forever. This is enough.

My take on the story of Ragnar the Red. If you like it I might expand it into a full story so please leave a review. Rated T for violence and bad humor.

Harry go for a walk in the forbidden forest, and he meets Luna. ONE-SHOUT

The Courier must make a decision, even before the fate of thousands is sealed. But she wasn't counting on famous Gannon stubbornness, or a trek across the Mojave and beyond in a sweater knitted by a nightkin with a ghoul at her back. (As it progresses, featuring characters and events from all four Fallout games; because what happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay there.)

Rose never thought she'd see the day when she'd be asking Scorpius Malfoy for help with spellwork, but it seems that day is here, and it brings her to question her opinion of him. —the roots of a Scorrose romance.