Warcraft Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You’re — you’re normal. I mean, you — you’re a local, and you’re — you’re not —” “Not what? Not a cat? Arik, my father cheated this pack, murdered Ian and Matthew’s cousin — you know, Janet’s nephew? And then tried to set them all up for a pack war with the Kimballs and get us all killed. And yes, you were in on that too, but not the way my dearly fucking departed dad was, okay? I’m human. And a warlock. At least you’re a shifter!” “Fuck you, Nate,” he said, and turned his face away.

I’d spotted it weeks ago near Topanga and bought it on impulse because it reminded me of him. Tomorrow was our engagement party, the official merging of Woodhills and Stormbane packs under one united front. But tonight could just be ours. “He’s going to lose it,” I murmured, resting my forehead briefly against the steering wheel. Tyler cried at everything. Military reunion videos. Emotional movie scenes. One time he watched wedding vows on YouTube and had to pretend he had allergies afterward. God, I loved that about him. The way his tough Alpha image cracked over little things that mattered.

Well, that is no business of mine, Charade between Edward and Damien gave me time to acquire power and warriors. The worst thing that could ever happen to me has already happened, I ate my lover, and I don’t think any other opponents I would be fighting with us ever experience that. I have Killed my stepfather, and my real father is dead. I wish she was alive to see me put the sword in his neck while I take the throne from him. I guess Edward and I do have a lot in common, apart from the obvious, we have the same enemies, and we are fighting for the same thing even though Edward doesn't know it.

The sheer volume of asks for this blows my mind, and I will try to do them as quickly as I can while I also work on the other day to day ask, and stories that have been planned out. I hope my dear you can get your friend to join us with our fancy warlords and have some fun. I love this game if not only as an outlet for my writing, which still blows my mind that anyone wants to read but also for the people. You guys who share this desire for our fictional husbands is unbelievable. So here we go with what will be somewhat NSFW. Just a warning Y'all... Vampire Warlords Biting MC Nobunaga

Blaine said, while on the inside he screamed in agony. "What are you saying Blaine? What was the point of courting me?! Was this all nothing more than a game?!" Rena nearly shouted as tears began to fall down her cheeks. "Humans and elf-kind were never meant to be together Rena. We're far too different, the courting was a game yes; and I've grown bored with it. Clearly the result of bedding you is too much effort." Blaine stated coldly, even as his own heart shattered.

He opens the door and Adrianna lunges at him while giggling and talking a million miles an hour about her souvenirs that her Aunt Lisa had gotten her. We head inside where Shane pulls me into him and walk straight over to where Austin and Candice are standing with an older couple. The man has a cut on, like the rest of the Warriors, but this one looks different. It's worn, a few holes in it, and on the bottom of the Nightmare Warriors lettering, it says Chesapeake Chapter. "Shane?" "Hmm?" He answers stopping with Adrianna still flung to his chest. She somehow managed to grab hold of one of the mini sandwiches from the platters of food.

"If you touch her again, I will burn this world to dust." Behind us, a new opening opened. It was darker and wider than the last one. The empty space turned red. Shapes that looked like dogs, dragons, devils, and angels crept out from inside. There was no sound as they walked toward us. Lucian took a step toward me. I reached out for Aaron. My wolf roared inside me, both scared and proud. I knew what was going on: the real war had just started. "Elara, pick. "Either the flame or his life."

Her eyes weakly fluttered open as she looked at Gunthar, struggling to speak. Even a man as battle-hardened as Gunthar started choking up. He dropped to one knee and took her hand in his. "Don't be afraid, little one. Your brother is a national hero. We'll never let a hero or his family bleed or cry! "Talon Unit, listen up! Our hero's family was humiliated; do we let that stand?" "No, sir! Not on our watch!" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present.

He threw his hands up in the air, pacing the length of the balcony like a caged wolf. "I froze like a raw recruit. I stood there staring at the gold flecks in her eyes like a starved animal. I’m a warlord! I have bled in the dirt for centuries, Lucian. I have executed rogue alphas and survived the shadow-wars. And right now, I am losing my absolute grip over a twenty-two-year-old girl who smells like rosemary and sweet yeast. She’s practically a child in our ledger! A mortal, gentle little witch who belongs in a quiet glen, not tucked under the shadow of a brutal killer like me. I shouldn't be looking at her. I shouldn't be wanting to drag her into my quarters and lock the door. It’s wrong,

Then Raphael leaned back slightly in his chair. “Alpha Kai has declared war on Shadowfang.” The words slammed into me so hard my breath caught completely. War? The room suddenly felt dizzy. “What?” One of the warriors spoke grimly nearby. “Icefall warriors crossed the northern borders this morning.” My chest tightened painfully. No.No no no. This couldn’t be happening. And worst of all, a terrible realization slowly settled inside me. This truly was because of me, Kai’s obsession, and the failed trade agreement. Everything traced back to me somehow.