A strange and bizarre friendship hangs in the balance and is tested. (an rp between a friend and I back in 2009 during Wrath. NPC chatter is ad-lib as well as some other parts, but the majority is what went down. Character names were not changed.) Enjoy!

Those days are long gone, and someday everything will return to dust, but if they are patient and play their cards right, perhaps they can make something just as glorious and wondrous now as it had been before. [Danath and Turalyon, at Stromgarde Keep][BfA era; Arathi Warfront, post-Pride of Kul Tiras and Alliance War Campaign]

Sometimes things don't always go according to plan. This is doubly so when you're Jaina Proudmoore. Triple when you add the Wrynns. Or is it quadruple? Sequel to Misery Loves Company.

Jaina doesn't sleep well. Before, it was nightmares about her choices and her guilt. And now, something else haunts her dreams. Vereesa knows that Jaina needs to rest, and sometimes one just has to take matters into her own hands. Even if it means exhausting Jaina to the point of passing out.

Maiev Shadowsong needs a distraction to take her mind off of Illidan

Jaina has been absent for quite some time, but now she has returned...and shes aching, aching in more ways than one.

Que pasa con Naisha después del W3. PD: ¿Como es que Naisha no cuenta como personaje del Warcarft?

When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. When life kills you and reincarnates you into the World of Warcraft, what else is there to do other than be a Hero in a world filled with villains? Kinda self insert

Long ago Sylvanas locked up her heart and walled herself up so tightly that no one could enter. An event that happened years ago made her vengeful, hurt and impossibly angry... but as time went on those memories dwindled and she had calmed finally allowing time to mourn and accept the things that had happened, and what she'd done. But what if that was all a mistake?

Zekhan was just a child when he first met his friends. Zappyboi fic, because there are not enough of them. There will never be enough.

Oneshot: First War, Second War, Third War. No conflict had since earned the name of Fourth War. Maybe they had simply stopped counting. Maybe neverending war was all that Azeroth would ever know...

The dark portal has opened. The orcish horde streams forth to make war upon the Kingdom of Stormwind, and a terrible taint spreads across the land. Yet though the times are dark, heroes arise to challenge fate, and lead their brethren into battle. A novelization of Warcraft: Orcs and Humans, and Prelude to the Mercyverse.

A young Priestess by the name of Tanadia Dawnstrider has taken to the Void after spending most of her short life worshiping the Light. She seeks redemption from the Holy power after the Void takes over most of her life and nearly injuring those closest to her. Set 23 years after A Frozen Revenge and during the build up to Battle for Azeroth.

[EN PAUSE] Recueil centré sur la mort/corruption/disparition/chute des puissantes familles des Royaumes de l'Est, monarques ou simples seigneurs. Un chapitre par famille, chapitre 1 sur les Barov et chapitre 2 sur les Perenold. Cover par moi-même.

Katrine is a Hunter and a void elf. She walks across Azeroth as a strider of the Alliance, but she isn't one to take part in the war. She seeks truth in deceit. And loves to solve the puzzles and quests. It's a gift and a curse. The Wilkensons are a family of four, happy, and well adjusted to their new life in Stormwind. Then, suddenly, their father and oldest son vanish...

A night elf druid and his students hunt blood elf pilgrims deep into the Netherstorm. When their Shan'do begins screaming in the night because of nightmares, his students doubt his sanity. But what the blood elves lead them to is a dark secret hidden far from civilization - and they discover that it is far worse than mere dreams.

Okay this is a WOW fanfiction I wrote when I was very young and I just found it again. I think its kind of funny and a good testament to how far I've come as a writer so enjoy my incredibly cringey fanfiction about a gnome and a dwarf leading a guild to do something I don't even know where it was going lol.

Brollmosh Blackwolf is a young orc warrior preparing for war with the Alliance in the wake of the War of the Thorns and the Siege of Lordaeron. Wishing to keep with the traditions of his family, Brollmosh seeks out his family's elder shaman for to undergo a customary ritualistic application of war paint.

In the worst years of the Forsaken's invasion of Gilneas, Sir Elias Thorington battled the Queen's Flail - a merciless and brutal unit of Deathstalkers. In revenge, the Forsaken slaughtered and scattered his family, leaving him the last of his once-proud house. One day, Elias discovers that his niece Isabel survived. Now he and a boy named Owen race to reach her before the Flail.

Die Augen der ganzen Welt sind momentan auf Silithus gerichtet, wo das Schwert des toten Titanen Sargeras die mächtige Substanz Azerit zu Tage gefördert hat. Doch während die Flotte der Allianz bereits dorthin aufgebrochen ist, um sich die Vorkommen zu sichern, treffen auf einmal beunruhigende Berichte in Stormwind ein: Die Horde ist unterwegs nach Ashenvale!

A group of young adventurers shacks up in a Winterspring huntress lodge during a blizzard. Drama and passion ensue...that is, until they realize that they have sole uninvited guests lurking in the woods. 20 chapters

Introspection sur la dernière des trois soeurs Coursevent

Analyse psychologique sur la seconde des trois soeurs Coursevent, sur la complexité de ce personnage honnis par l'Alliance.

Drabble introspectif sur la première des trois soeurs Coursevent en parallèle des deux autres.

Genn had always known that he would inherit the kingdom of Gilneas, but he never thought that his reign would begin in treason or blood. Miles from home, the young prince must learn what it means to come to a place where you live, fight, and die for all you hold most dear...what it truly means to be a king.