Karliah Stories

The prophecy stated the fate of the two neighboring provinces, Skyrim and Gotham. "When one of Royal blood meets the daedra, the clan of thief and clan of stone will join. Once the Royal And Dovah blood meet, a new era begins."

Verana is the daughter of Kodlak Whitemane. Verana has been a companion since as long as she can remember. But when a certain ginger haired thief makes his way into the hall on a seemingly failed heist, Verana- who has never been anywhere past Helgen, decides to join the ginger on his quest across Skyrim. The only question is, how long can she be away without any of the other companions, especially those in the Inner Circle finding her?

"So that's your name, eh? I think I'll just stick to callin' you lass." Running from her duties as the Dragonborn and her past life as a master of thievery, Asmiir finds herself traveling to the Skyrim's personal city of sin--Riften. Not to engage in any criminal activity--no, that part of her is "long gone." But then she meets him. Brynjolf was the lucky, green-eyed, pretty thief that got Asmiir to steal again. Got her to like it too. But when duty screams her name in the form of a dragon, which Asmiir will prevail: Master Theif, or Dragonborn of Legend?

Years of endured torture and rigorous training. Her clan was murdered before her eyes. Eleven year old Kritanta is fed up with serving Orchimaru, the legendary sanin and plans her escape. Will she make it? Has he turned her for the worse? She hopes her brother and mother are still around, but are they? Find out all this and more in Beyond The Stars!

POV: Karliah wanders in the Erisia mines by herself rather than with a player. Before she is murdered by the isopods, a strong and beefy Sharko comes and saves her. It is love at first sight.

It has been five years since Macayla became the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild in Riften and things have never looked better. But the future of the Guild and all of Tamriel is uncertain when the Nightingales are called back to Nocturnal; she gives them an ominous warning: Mehrunes Dagon is coming back. Sometimes the darkness isn't bad; sometimes it is. |Sequel to Walk by the Shadows|

When THE master of stealth falls into a puddle, how will you react? I do not own Skyrim or it's characters. Cover art is mine.

I lay here on a cot, a lockpick in hand, and my other hand rubbing along the elk fur lining the cot. This was my life now I was to rot in this prison for killing a farmer. Which needless to say, he deserved it, but also because it was my contract to. Now I sit here in silence with the body of a dead stranger to keep me company. I look at the grate beside the man. To the right of it I see a mark etched into the wall, and decide to inspect it. And that was where my whole life changed.

Since I can't stop playing this game since five years or something like that and my fangirl brain works 24/7 I decided to write some of my thoughts on how you would get together and so on down here. I hope you'll enjoy this.

Jana was only twenty, working hard to get her life together after a few close brushes with the law... To be frank, she was a cat burglar, having lived in New York all her life and never having anyone to show her the "right way" to make money. Being a thief, she learned a select few skills over time: stepping deftly, picking locks...the occasional skirmish. But she would leave it all behind to be set up for life with a peaceful home and a range for her secret passions: archery and fencing. To say the least, she was a hit at yearly renaissance fairs... Though, this peaceful life would be hard fought for as she was thrust from her world and into the thick of mortal danger when she fell into a videogame...Skyrim... Will Jana survive the land and make some coin? Or will she crack under the hefty pressure of Skyrim's obstacles...?

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Macayla wanted to die, only to wake up in the company of Brynjolf, a fellow thief. He recruits her to join Riften's Thieves Guild; even though they've had some trouble, she does. But she could never have imagined why the trouble started and her part in all of it. If you keep to the shadows, you won't be seen.

A young woman by the name of Brianna wants to prove her worth to the Guild Master and her brother; Brynjolf and Mercer Frey. She eventually gets a job she believes she can do...but sometimes a problem happens along the way. That problem for her is one word. Love. Huge thanks to my good friend AH_Snowflake!!!! (Warning; WILL EVENTUALLY HAVE SOME MATURE CONTENT. OR MAYBE NOW. IDK. 14+)

After 15 years have gone by, Aphmau and Laurence find some strange people (I do not own MCD, just the new girls)

Karliah Montgomery would like to think she has a pretty normal life. And aside from her best friend being pregnant, and the occasional egotistical maniac hitting on her, the statement is true. She has what any typical seventeen year old has: a best friend, a nice car, a stupid school, a rival...oh, what am I missing? The perfect boyfriend. And he is perfect. Well, to those who don't know...

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

****THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO MASSER AND SECUNDA!!!!! TO UNDERSTAND SOME POINTS IN THIS, I SUGGEST YOU READ MASSER AND SECUNDA FIRST!!!!!**** I've never been like my family. My parents, sisters, and uncle, Companions and part of the Circle. My aunt, the Harbinger. I've never been about honor and glory. I've always been more about gold, and how easy I can get it. So, when I meet a special woman in Riften, my life begins in a way I never thought possible. *Bethesda owns all places and characters in this story other than ones of my own creation*

They say the ones who seek power shouldn't be trusted with it. "I've never been one to lead. Never desired it, never cared for it. Don't want it." Perhaps Brynjolf was hinting at a deeper fear when I asked him why he couldn't be the guild master. At the time, his response seemed ordinary: some simply do not desire the will to power, never cared for the drudgery that comes with it. I began to wonder: why was it that such a man-with all of his business sense, experience, and compassion-how could this man turn his nose up at steering the ship when he could do it so well?