See the Adventures of Dunion, the dark Elf as he goes through the lands, seeing things unnatural and stupid, helping people from the land! The land is in turmoil! Dunion must stop it, but who is doing this?

Just something I did for English. It was supposed to be about a daily event in your life. I just revamped it a bit. Excuse the pun. hah.

A short story about a certain, familiar character in Balmora. I wondered what he did between jobs, and this is what my bored mind came up with.

What's wrong with the hero of Cyrodiil? Is it grief over Martin or something else? Something bigger than Deadra threaten the world...again. WARNING! spoilers for end of game & game in general! CHPT. 16 is UP! Reviews always welcome!

This is my first fan fic. Hey guys I have chapter two up. Please reveiw.:

What would have happened if both the main character and Uriel Septim died in the sewers, along with all of the Blades officers? What would have happened if the Amulet of Kings fell into the hand of an “innocent” but hidden bystander? Find out now...

A Dunmer warrior is swept into a bloody rebellion by the mysterious Champion of Cyrodiil

hello! these are some stories on oblivion and is one of my first stories and if you like this story i will write more if you havnt got oblivion i recommend getting it!

A dark and twisted tale of a talented thief caught in unusual circumstances. Enjoy!

He did not like this order from the Black Hand; he didn’t like how it undermined his power or how it implied that the traitor was connected in some way to him...

The Dark Brotherhood is a guild for those with a general interest in spilling blood. It has been in existence for over two hundred years. One man is about to take it apart. Focusing upon the characters of Lucien Lachance & Mathieu Bellamont.

An Imperial theif,a Nordic warrior,and the Nerearine save Cyrodil from the oblivion invsion Basically the main story with my own twists

It was too late. Now, it was all for naught. Mehrunes Dagon was here. Once he set foot on the soils of Tamriel, there was no sending him back. The world will fall, and all we know come to ruin. It was too late.

the Battle of Bruma... told through the eyes of Alexander Joe Kennings some swearing... usually when something bad is happening come on guys... read and revew... i promise... i wont shoot you with my paintball marker... i swear

A false move and a curious nature have led to a night like no other for a young thief, after he crosses paths with the Dark Brotherhood.

The Champion of Cyrodiil's rant about it all.

Take one Imperial Cultist in search of a good deed and mix with a naked Nord. Hopefully it produced something amusing.

After the battles are won, and the monsters are defeated, and the world’s gone back to normal, what happens to the hero who’s been to hell and hasn’t found her way back yet?

An assassin living in the Imperial City has to deal with corrupt guards and complete anarchy. Can he fight to stop the corruption? You have to read to find out!

RepostRewrite. When a young Bosmer sets out to discover her heritage, she ends up getting a little more than she bargained for. Rated T to be safe. Even I cannot predict my whims. Sorry for the crap summary, but the story is more interesting than this.

Random little story I began writing at four am one morning because I was procrastinating on Out of Cyrodiil.

A whole story on 'whatifs' that came to me while my friend was designing a character as I was playing. I'm not giving anything away, so you'll just have to read, now won't you?

Ok, now this is just something I thought of at random. This is AU first and foremost, and It will have spoilers to Knights of the Nine. Now in this story my character Alena Champion of Cyrodiil, and Lord Crusader, a spoiler for Kotn, has exiled herself f

sequel to 'the death of a heroine' this can be read first or you can read the DOH first it doesnt matter ive chosen to continue wrighting out of element tell me what you think. story is rated mature because of lots of language and gruesome cenes. enjoy!

Ocheeva was right when she said I was going to enjoy this contract. Five marks, locked in a house, and my blade thristing for blood. This was going to be a good day.