Nagging curiosity and the foolhardiness of youth drives Sheilagh to throw caution to the wind. She sneaks into the central tholos of the city to catch a forbidden glimpse of Immol'thar-trapped within it's arcane prison, unprepared for the danger that awaits her.

A Night Elf finds herself on the shores of Stranglethorn with no memories and rescued by the last person she thought she would be. What new feelings will develop and can the old hatred between Horde and Alliance shift? NF/Troll M/F.

Azeroth has recently enjoyed a period of relative peace, though dark storm clouds are beginning to gather on the horizon. Despite Archmage Khadgar's best efforts, the treacherous Gul'dan remains elusive. Doomsayers start to sing portents of the end of the world... and closer to home, King Varian Wrynn and his Queen, Auriana, must face challenges of a far more personal nature...

Four years have passed since the mortal races banded together, and stood, united, against the might of the burning legion. Though Azeroth was saved, the tenuous pact between the Horde and the Alliance has all but evaporated. The drums of war thunder once... Is that a Murloc? Emma wakes up one day to find herself transported to the World of Warcraft, as a murloc tadpole.

Khadgar knew it would be dangerous, but expected it to be simple enough in theory: go through the Dark Portal (again), shut the Dark Portal (again). Instead, it's quite possible the expedition just made everything worse, and his life would be simpler if he could like the Alliance Commander a little bit less. **Female Death Knight OC. Slow burn.

It is said that time heals most wounds, but they never say how these scars hurt so badly even after so long. When the time comes, would you be willing to do anything for victory? No matter the price one must pay? She knows..., what she doesn t know iis what will be left of her when she does.

Forced to flee their homeland, the Frostmane Tribe travel to the one place that may provide safe haven, Zul'Drak. Frost King, Malakk and his people are drawn into the wider world by the arrival of refugees begging their aid. Now, with a murdered Speaker and the dead rising to the West, the Drakkari Empire stirs, and the world shall never be the same.

Just as Polemarch Adrestes begins to believe in soulmates, the soul he thinks may be his is lost to Bastion. Overcome by grief, he allows himself to forget, to move forward. And then the Arbiter falls. A maw walker appears in the lands of the dead who draws his attention like no other, a mortal who is terrified by the sense of déjà vu that whispers she has been to Bastion before.

Marek Pendragon, a broken man racked with guilt over the fall of his prince, the death of his king. To go back in time and change it, a very affront to the Bronze Dragonflight. He would gladly give any price, provide any sacrifice, if only to ensure that his brothers would live. AU, Time Travel, OC focus as well as changing events.

We all know what happened to Silvermoon during the Third War. Arthas came with his hordes of undead, tore the lands apart, ravaged the city and its people and corrupted the Sunwell. Ever wondered what would have happened if he didn't even get close to the city and was pushed back into the Plaguelands? To be fair, probably not. But I wanted to write what I think would have happened!

This is the story of a black dragon named Ebonia. Unlike her many siblings, she rose to become more than another servant of the Old Gods, instead becoming a mighty hero and one of the greatest champions of Azeroth. Loosely follows canon, heavy World of Warcraft AU. This is my first WoW fanfic; reviews are greatly appreciated, all problems in the ones I have were dealt with!

While bathing in one of Ardenweald's rivers, Tyrande is interrupted by her new worgen friend. (Tyrande/MWorgen) Smutfic

Deathwing is defeated when he turns back into Neltharion and he tries to cope with it all. Dealing with the torture he went through, the whispers of the Old Gods, the fear he has of returning to Deathwing and hurting again, the guilt he holds, and the hate others have towards him, he tries to piece his life back together—or what little remains of it—while trying to redeem himself.

I end up in a universe I have literally no knowledge of. What could go wrong?

[Auteur : Silver] Petit recueil d'OS se centrant sur une famille un peu "particulière". Vous n'étiez pas au courant qu'Anduin Wrynn avait une petite soeur ? Laissez moi donc vous présenter leur vie de famille.

Mentions of Mpreg

A Troll, gravely indebted, helps a Human with her quest to find foreign knowledge of the healing arts.

Asher Grimwold is just a shepherd living in Ivard, a village in the Western Tirisfal Glades. Unknown of his true heritage, his life changes when prince Arthas returns to Lordaeron.

An SI story set in the Warcraft universe, where the SI finds herself, not in a position, or one that has the potential for direct political power, but instead as merely a former spy of the now deceased Doomhammer. With nothing but her knowledge of the world and the history that is about to unfold, a knowhow of basic gunsmithing, and some common sense, she has to navigate the inter

This story is based off the film adaptation of Warcraft (2016). In this story, Durotan survives his duel with Gul'dan and tries to live a peaceful life with his wife and son. Also, he decides to become a nudist, which the orcs fully support. Warning: There is nudity, but nothing sexual. Rated T.

Short story inspired by the Nightmares story in Legends Volume Five. What if Jaina not only helped Arthas with the Purging of Stratholme, but also followed him to Northrend? Could she save him from his fate?

A collection of small stories about some of my characters.

A funny thing, a pipe, if it is magic; it can end up in the oddest places. Just like it's owner, if he too, is a mage.

When a person from Earth is dropped into Azeroth for the amusement of deity-like beings, life tends to go sideways. When that person is given the task of saving Azeroth from the Burning Legion for good, it flips upside down. Starts at end of TBC. Non-Gamer semi SI. Rated M for language/violence. Enjoy!

It is roughly 600 BDP in Eldre'thalas, 300 years after Prince Tortheldrin and his loyalists murdered their vassals in cold blood in order to hoard the volatile power of immol'thar, ensuring their continued immortality. It is in this tyrannical environ that High Magister Celestra Brightwell is rudely shaken from her suicidal stupor when a forbidden child is left at her doorstep.