Losing the ability to use the arcane, but granted the ability to use fel instead. A young man find himself in that position. How much is he willing to sacrifice in order to continue his fel study? And what is he willing to sacrifice in order to safeguard those around him. Is he a traitor? Hero? Maybe both.

As I awaken, I'm suddenly met with an unusual sight of a bipedal fish rapidly approaching me with unintelligible shouting. The situation is indeed quite perplexing. - First fic, never written before. This is basically me learning the ropes and finding what kind of fiction i want to write. While enjoying the way there.- Rated M for Gore, and details.

A story mainly revolving around Sylvanas Windrunner and the Dark Rangers, Jaina Proudmoore and two stubborn dwarves who decide that they will stop at nothing to see a banshee smile again.

When most characters are reborn into the wonderful world of Warcraft, usually they are born into relevance. Perhaps as an orc, a human, or even a nerubian if the gods were feeling a little creative. But even a god with all the creativity in the world could not have chosen the pygmy of the lost isles as a candidate to host a reborn soul.

Syndra Everlove is a High elf living on the fringes of Quel'thalas, but with the talks of a second war spilling into the north, war is on the horizen. How will a simple country girl living on the fringes of elven society walk away unharmed or will the toils of war take its pound of flesh like it has with so many already. This probably going to be a slow burn series.

As the Scourge ravages Lordaeron and alarming conspiracies grow from within, Daellin Lightheart of the Scarlet Crusade struggles to remain devoted to the Holy Light and the Crusade's cause. Just as his sword is tested by the undead and cultists alike, his faith is challenged by the growing darkness. How will the Crusade and Daellin overcome these terrible threats?

A series of random events. An unusual, thrillseeking night elf, and the troll managing his way through it. He wonders if it is merely coincidence, or fate, and finds that in the end, it doesn't matter either way.

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.

Being thrown into Warcraft was not what he had expected from his afterlife, but he'd take it. The timing could have been a bit better though. Still, he'd prefer to hope he'd manage to avert the worst of the Third War, without accidently dooming Azeroth through butterflies. Setbacks are manageable. Complete annihilation of the world - not so much.

The Dark Horde refused to acknowledge their defeat after the Second War. Some called them crazy, but those who wanted to switch sides were even crazier. Can this band of misfits dig their way out of Blackhand's losing bet? Occurs between Warcraft II and III.

With the undead defeated twice in Quel'Thalas and The Dark Portal opening up shortly after, Sylvanas, Athrodar and a company of rangers and mages make their way to Outland to hunt for Alleria and Turalyon, try to stop whatever resides on the broken planet and hopefully return home safely. Part 2 of my "What if Quel'thalas survived the Third War" series. (AU)

Durotan, Chieftain of the Frostwolves, was a brave noble leader among his kind. Battling against the darkness of the fel to protect his people he lost leaving behind his wife to face the future alone. There was a part of the tale history left untold of his beloved. Lyanna was brave, loyal, and devoted to Durotan, but while her mate was an orc she was human and princess of Azeroth.

Join Darius Dawnstar, a valiant paladin, and the Dawn Vanguard as they embark on a perilous quest across Azeroth. Amidst war and turmoil, they forge alliances and face formidable foes, unraveling a mystery that threatens the realm. Witness a tale of courage, sacrifice, and the birth of a legend.

Jugo has a big welcome gift for an elven visitor.

What if it only looked like Varian Wrynn was killed by Gul'dan? Is it possible for the King to return to Stormwind, even after death? Would he even be welcome? Varian/OC pairing...I think.

After the abductions into the Shadowlands, Azeroth is left in a state of mercy. With no heir to the throne of Stormwind, The Alliance must decide on a new leader. The lineage of Varian Wrynn was destroyed or so everyone thought.

Joining up with the Scarlet Crusade comes with one major perk. Access to one of WoW's hottest women.(NSFW/SI) When the MC isn't busy hooking up with Whitemane, he'll be trying to restore Lordaeron, maybe even become the King.

When i awoke i found myself suddenly in the world of Warcraft Hi there my name is Angel Runner and i am the badass angel of Anduin's heart but i am currently traveling for 2 years as i was given powers and thus needed to train to control them but i will return to my Anduin once the 2 years is up so come and follow my adventures in this new world

It all started with Alleria and Veressa dragging Sylvanas to a concert. She clearly underestimated the power of music. (This story picks up after the cinematic "Reckoning" in a kind of twisted way, hence it is AU, highly emotional and includes a bit of violence.) K-Pop references.

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.

In a small town a man from our world dies and is reborn in a world he once believed was fiction. Now that he is reborn he will not live another life filled with so many regrets. SI / Self Insert.

Dans les rues dangereuses de Baie-Du-Butin, ville corrompue jusqu'à la moelle et pourrie jusqu'à l'os par la criminalité, la mafia et l'odeur de poisson moisi, un gobelin tente de faire vivre son commerce et de vendre sa marchandise en paix. Mais il n'y a pas de paix à Baie-Du-Butin. Bandis, criminels, corruption, cartel mafieux, pirates, tout va se liguer contre lui...

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.

Good News! I got inserted into one of my favorite video game franchise: Warcraft. Bad News? I have been reborn as the ill-fated son of Lothar. Thankfully, this all came with a cheat so that should be enough to avoid death, right? Right...? (I know! I'm writing an SI fanfic. Crazy!)

It was said that Illidan Stormrage had been sentenced to eternal damnation after his unsuccessful attempt to recreate the Well of Eternity. Furthermore, it was said that he had been held under a key for 10 thousand years. But, what really happened? What happened when the crackling of the shackles had gone silent?