Lithassia is one of several competing heirs to House Duskmere, one of the most reviled families in Suramar for their support of the Burning Legion. When she attempts to set things right, two-hundred years of unspoken bitterness explode, changing the course of her life forever. An origin story for my nightborne warlock occurring prior to the Nazjatar storyline; 8 chapters.

Arthas Menethil has ascended to become the Lich King. But the scourge is broken and ruined and the Forsaken and Alliance are pressing their advantage. In a desperate fight to maintain his holdings, Arthas finds himself battling once more to save his people and his soul...

The adventures and misadventures of Baldivan Glaivereaver. All events are based on RolePlay as well as filler chapters that expand on Baldivan's backstory. Reviews give me sustenance! Two chapters have been combined, resulting in one less total chapter.

They shall be free. [Sylvanas, on her way out of the Ghostlands][BfA era, post-Reckoning and Most Loyal; Loyalist compliant]

So many questions, yet no answers. Not even the silence knows. [Alleria, in Boralus][BfA era, set right before Rise of Azshara]

Defeated and captured by her greatest foe, Maiev Shadowsong has lost everything... But now that Illidan is dead, it's dawned on her that she's nothing without him. What more can she live for except maybe... to see home again? Read and review SVP! Any comments or suggestions would be much appreciated!

Alynx's friend shares an odd letter from her son

Freed from the hold of the Scourge Lady Sylvanas Windrunner begins her journey to power and sets on the road to dominion over the Plaguelands... Yet becoming the banshee Queen of Lordaeron isn't as simple as capturing a castle or two... And will require more than Elven sticks and harsh language. R&R svp!

Follow the story of Bee, the young ogre from Booty Bay on a journey to discover his roots and make his own way in the world. Despite his two heads, Bee defies all odds by being a completely mediocre longshoreman with a knack for trickery and a shrouded past which associates him with one of the most powerful people in the world, Khadgar. What lost memories connect these two?

A half year after Garrosh's trial the world of Azeroth is pushed into another time of strife. Maybe this time will be the end of it. (Runs along with Hellscream's Redemption. Will be using those chapters only heavily edited as part of this story.

Shadesfool (My Game character) finds a vein of silver and the only thing between it and her is one bear

Oneshot: Garithos wasn't upset to see Quel'Thalas secede from the Alliance. If anything, he saw it as an opportunity. One that Uther didn't share.

When the Argent Crusade and the forces of the living start becoming too powerful, the Lich King searches for alternate ways to bring down his enemies. But when one of his plans takes him to the depths of the Titan City of Ulduar, will Azeroth be able to stand against the forces of the dead? Or will, in the end, only death await?

Anduin gets home after Saurfang's funeral to find an unexpected visitor awaiting him in his chambers. Wranduin. M/M, SMUT, NSFW, PWP, FLUFF, SLASH, TWO-SHOT

On the coast of Darkshore, an alien being has washed ashore the beach of Mathystra, much to the local Kaldorei's surprise. Only a few know of this being; she is an Eredar. However, as she comes to, A'lysae begins her journey to not only understand this alien world, but of her own self, which might be just as foreign to her, not knowing how quickly her past might be approaching her.

Após a árdua batalha na catedral da noite eterna, todos os envolvidos parecem estar aproveitando a vitória em uma reunião descontraída, até que Khadgar aparece com a temida pergunta: "alguém já viu o rosto da guardiã Shadowsong?"

Oneshot: The Alliance had been formed upon the eve of the Second War, and had started to fall apart almost immediately afterwards. After decades of conflict, the bonds of brotherhood were starting to fray again. Anduin was determined to maintain them. Regardless of the cost.

La guerra lo marco y siempre peleo para destruir a la legion pero su recorrido fue duro mira los pasos que sigui para serlo que hoy es

El honor no significa nada para un cadáver, y eso Sylvanas se lo había enseñado bien a los Renegados. Pero todos parecían haberlo olvidado gracias a promesas vacías de vida y esperanza. Todos, excepto Annabella Morrigan, una bruja no-muerta. Daba igual. No importaba cuánto el mundo se empeñase en rechazarlos y perseguirlos. Al final, todos servirían a la Dama Oscura. (Oneshot)

Prompt: Angel of Death Sylvanas going to collect Jaina's soul but Jaina says: "Fuck you. It's not my time yet" and stays alive just out of spite. A quick One-shot, the idea came to me because of the prompt above, does not follow 100% but I like it better this way.

Това се случва малко след Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos. Джейна Праудмур, придружена от Трал, влиза в древен храм, защото чувства мощно излъчване отвътре. Опитът и да извлече мощния източник на това излъчване завършва много зле за нея - цялото и тяло се заклещва във вътрешността на огледало и тя е напълно неспособна да извършва каквито и да е било движения или да прави заклинания.

Certains noms sont maudits. Ils ne doivent pas être prononcés. Car leur seul évocation appelle au malheur... Au Cataclysme. Mais qui a dit que l'ordre des choses est immuable ? Même les plus hautes montagnes finissent par tomber avec le temps. D'autres sont abattus par des forces inimaginable. Le futur n'est pas gravé dans la roche, comme vont le découvrir les gardiens de Azeroth.

Tyrande confides her disturbed dream with her loved ones

Before the War of the Ancients began, Eliana's life was perfect. Signs of the world changing start to appear, putting everyone on edge. Trust is shattered, relationships are formed, and when the demons invade, everything falls apart. Eliana is dragged into the fray, and she, Tyrande, Malfurion, and Illidan, must find a way to save all they hold dear. The Burning Legion has come.

Oneshot: "The Lich King's plague of undeath has spread through the Capital City and into the outskirts of Lordaeron. Shocked and disheartened by the loss of their beloved king, the forces of Lordaeron were scattered by the ravenous undead warriors. Now, Lordaeron is but a shadow of its former glory."