Novel & Cerita World Of Warcraft Fanfiction

Laughing that we were hurting people. There’s a reason I’ve been dreaming of war. I thought I would start it with my stupid, useless heart. But that was yet another fanciful lie. I’m starting this war that’s going to destroy the world because I am exactly the daughter the Solbergs wanted–because I let them make me into it. “Shit.” Hollis looks at me with something like concern in his eyes. “I know this is the worst time to do this. We could maybe keep something? Meet in the trees after dark, maybe we each make a couple visits to each other’s kingdoms a year after this?”

The two worlds I had tried to keep separate were now colliding. My family was fighting for the old Kai. Victor Lang was hunting for any weakness in Aiden’s armor. And I was caught in the middle, collared, owned, and no longer sure which version of myself I wanted to save. The fantasy was not only cracked. It was starting to shatter.

Eden tries to rise, but the relic's aftershock pins him. Kael shifts, blocking me. "Run." But the Star's voice is mine now. *"No."* The needle flares. The pack's fires snuff out. And the world learns to fear the Weaver's daughter. --- **The Aftermath** They call me Weftfang. The marsh becomes my den, its borders guarded by storms that taste of starlight and spite. Eden carves wards into his skin to withstand the needle's whispers. Kael hunts Lila's crows, their feathers piling like curses.

I grimace. “ Your mother was preparing you for our world. She always knew a day like this would come and then you will realise all her stories were not in fact…stories. ” Wolf rolls his shoulders leisurely. I clench my hands. Then, unclench them. And then clench them again. This is so nerve—wracking. “ How many of them are stronger than humans? What chances do humans have against this? One day, another war will start…one day, another supernatural race will want to rule the world like werewolves. ” I whisper, unclenching my hands once more.

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

“Long as you’re with me.” “Always,” I murmured, squeezing his hand. ——————————————————————- ***A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR*** Thank you so much for sticking with me, Laura, and Talon through my debut novel. This story truly helped me find my voice as a writer. If you enjoyed it, check out the next book in the series, Logan and Hailey’s story! Logan: A Warriors MC Romance -Lena Gold

takes over, we will try again to declare peace, but until then, we will have to wait. She took a long breath and waited for a minute before she continued; “There are so many races; there are the vampires, elves, shape shifters, werewolves, witches, wizards, dwarves and many more magical creatures- as your world calls it- but there is also some races not even known yet.

"But I really need to find a new healing hall to work in. I have to make some big adult decisions." It was hard to believe that only two weeks ago, my entire life exploded in front of millions of wolves across the Dominion Scrolls. The whole world saw my ex-boyfriend mating with some random female right in his quarters. Bitter anger swelled inside my chest, bringing back the messy images of them together. How I wished I could somehow unsee that dark moment! "You are thinking about that bad warrior again," Zuri scolded me, pointing a finger. "Stop it right now."

He grins. “I hope so. Drake needs a little half vampire/half wolf shifter cousin to play with.” I think fondly of Sophia and my cousin, Alpha King Karl Striker of Warfang. If my marrying Rafe wasn’t enough, now Sophia is strengthening Shadowglade’s ties to Warfang with her own little romance. Rafe chuckles. “Wouldn’t that be something?” “Still having trouble with Tormetians coming over the border?” I ask the king worriedly.

With one last look at my mates—drawing strength from their unwavering support—I raised the vial to my lips and drank. The effect was immediate and overwhelming. My vision blurred, the world around me seeming to ripple and distort. I felt Eowyn's hands grasp mine, her silver Starfire flowing into me, creating an anchor point in the swirling chaos of sensation. Then everything shifted, and I wasn't standing in the courtyard anymore. I wasn't me anymore. I was Fenrir, and the world was ending. --- Fire rained from a sky split open with darkness. Buildings crumbled as reality itself warped and twisted. People ran screaming through streets that rippled like water, some disappearing into sudden ri