Michael Davidson, an eighteen year old like any other, is abruptly pulled into the Nexus. Wrapped up in this interdimensional hub, he intends to make the most of it. (Adventure, humor, drama, and possible romance. This story does not exist in or reference any lore Blizzard has established for HotS.)

Oneshot: If you're going to explore the Nexus, it's a good idea to have good company.

Oneshot: Sometimes, death could occur within the Nexus. One day, even the Storm itself would die.

A collection of drabbles and short stories following Sylvanas and her less than thrilling adventures in the realms of the Nexus, no matter how peaceful or intense they get. Written in non-chronological order. Contains black comedy, Sylvanas/Nova/Li-Ming/Valeera harem-not-harem, and anti-SJW content.

This latest advancement in Terran technology, highly adaptive and versatile AI, is the crowning achievement of the Ghost's career. Nova x "Widowmaker" yuri.

A series of moments, showing how the relationships of each of the heroes formed. Open to requests. Pre-Stormclouds.

Poem: Oberon had been dethroned. Orphea now had lordship over the Raven Court.

Poem: "You really don't want to know what's in the box."

Oneshot: All needed to face the raven eventually. Sometimes, even those within the Nexus.

As romance continues to bloom between Brightwing and Dehaka, frustrations begin to rise for the rest of their team. It's hard to focus on winning the game when you're head-over-heels in love! Featuring the best reason to get silenced of all time!

Oneshot: It was in Stratholme where they had first crossed paths. It was in Northrend where they had last crossed blades. And it was in the Nexus when they were once again brought into confrontation...

Oneshot: Death meant little in the Nexus - many were the times that warriors of the realm lords returned. Maybe it wasn't that the people were living, but rather, they were in stages of unlife. And yet sometimes, truth death could be achieved...

Oneshot. In commemoration of the upcoming BW rework, and her own fears about such things.

Oneshot: Once, the realm lords had been content to squabble amongst themselves. But something had changed. The Raven Lord had set his sights upon all the Nexus. Now, men would fight and die under the banners of their lords. Or in some cases, the banners of worlds beyond their own...

Oneshot: The realm lords were the masters of the Nexus. And they would suffer no rival.

It's not the end just because you're dead. Or resurrected. Or...whatever it is when you're living in a state between not-undeath and not-life. (Or, Varian gets to do whatever he wants in his next life. Or whatever this is.)[Varian/Junkrat crackship]

Un pequeño fic lemon incesto y narrado de Lunara. Y con pequeños es enserio corto, al punto que no se si cuenta como lemon.

Oneshot: Orphea knew she was no hero. But she was willing to fight to defend the Nexus all the same.

While exploring Luxoria Tracer has a chance encounter that makes her think of what could have been.

Oneshot: Fenix had died twice in the Koprulu sector before being transported to the Nexus. Within the Nexus itself, he found himself dying a lot more. Only this time, it was without purpose or honour. Life and death were at the behest of the realm lords.

Un fic basado en esta imagen. .p?come idx 3903&p 5&l 1133598 Ni idea si es el link original. Pero si el artista lee esto.. Sos Groso.

Oneshot: Maiev had spent 10,000 years as Illidan's jailer. In the Nexus, whether it take her that amount of time or longer, she would be so again. Or so she intended...

Once, Nova was a soldier. A tool to be used. In the Nexus, however, with her mind transitioned between sanity and childlike absurdity, she searches for a new purpose...and a way to get Sylvanas to notice her. Damn her other selves, she was here first! [A story set in Impressions!verse, featuring: worldbuilding, slice of life, and a linear plot]

Oneshot: The dragons of Azeroth had been created to safeguard their world, and as the Life-Binder, Alexstrasza had never flinched from her task. The dragons that had once roamed the Nexus however, were not so benevolent. Here, as on Azeroth however, she would stand as the guardian of all who lived.

Every holiday has its place in the Nexus, even one as commercially niche as Pocky Day. It's only fair the ladies of Sylvanas' not-harem try to take advantage of it and get her attention - and so much more. The key word being "try". [A short story collection set in Impressions!verse during November 11]