Soulbinder Nyamii descended the front steps of Auchindoun with a warm smile and even warmer open arms. "Commander Pinter," the Draenei priestess said as she took Pinter's hands and kissed her cheeks. "So wonderful to see you." "Of course I would come, Nyamii," Pinter said. "Anything the Exarchs need." Balthus, Voren, and Fitzlenoob stood behind Pinter on...
Important Author's Notes Previous to the story: The First chapter of my ongoing story about Yrel's travels through Draenor set in the Warcraft Universe. If you want to learn more about it, please visit the Prologue chapter and its comments which offers information. Or refer to my profile where you can find more information about me and my work as well as...
*Oghma here! This one is a follow-up to "A portable hole", once again requested by the owner of the WoW character. I crammed about as much sex into this one as I could, so I hope you all enjoy it!* **Disclaimer: Excessive sizes, fantasy elements and over-the-top silliness ahead. All characters depicted within are of 18 years or older** *** "Um...excuse me...
Tulani snuggled under Elunara's arm. "Is it morning already? It's so hard to tell in here." "That irritating alarm claims it is." Elunara smacked the offending object. "Two options... We stay here..." She ran her hand on Tulani's horn. "Or we head off for the next boat back to Darnassus." Tulani sighed. "Now that is a difficult choice." Elunara stretched....
Tulani met them, Mrs. Finister holding Darguni. Tulani flung herself at Elunara and began to kiss her all over her face. Elunara laughed and returned the affection. She turned and plucked Darguni out of Mrs. Finister's arms. He clung to her as if he'd never see her again. Elunara sat on the ground and wept; arms tight around her baby. All at once, people b...
It was colder than she thought it would be. Pinter's boot sank shin-deep in snow as the weight of her gear finally caught up with her. Everything was amplified in this cold that pressed down like an enormous hand, adding to the weight of her gear, slowing her progress through this endless snow. Snow and wind. And mountains. The wind bit fiercely at what lit...
The paladin Sharizon grumpily trode past the droll grey domiciles of the mountain city of Ironforge. His hard, weathered face was rigid with a forced, overtaxed patience. His unibrow was furrowed; his lips remained pursed in silent fury. His heavily nicked saronite and titansteel armor clicked and clanked as he made his way towards the armor shop. Sharizon g...
Authors note: this story takes place after the defeat of the Lich King, and still takes place in the World of Warcraft universe, on the alliance side. ***** Weeks went by quietly in Goldshire. Merchants traveled through with their wares. Our blacksmith clanged hot iron into tools and weapons. Farmers threshed their fields and sent their wheat and barley to...
Again and again Geme cast her line into the Dalaran fountain. She had been doing it for hours, and it wanly occured to her she'd be doing it for hours more. She was past tedium, merely a mild irritation that she still hadn't caught the last coin for her set. Now and then she'd idly gaze up at the clear, frigid sky above Dalaran - its pleasant deep blue hue a...
CHAPTER 1 - A PORTAL TOO FAR Hello there. My name is Gale Sunheart and my dick is knotted deep in one of the finest fat asses in all of Stormwind. It's soft and plush, squishing all over my lap as I press down on it. The woman who owns that ass moaned ecstatically as my balls pressed to her plump thighs and I began to pour out my enormous load. This verita...