It was amazing what kind of effect the willing enslavement of the night elves had on every part of Stormwind. For a very important base, the economy was booming with people having extra hands on their work whatever it may be. Night elves were a physically strong people. As such, they were perfect to take care of all the hard labor the war effort demanded. O...
Author's Note: Kita and I decided that we needed to give the "Cinderella" fairy tale one more try. This time we both are enjoying writing it and we hope you enjoy it too. King Guiseppe Regalsky sat on his throne and pondered the empty throne room. His only child and heir would be returning from her trip to the outlying provinces. She was his pride and joy...
Chapter Eight: Mabari Endorsement Once we got to the Imperial Highway, I lead, chatting with Leliana as we walked. I told her about Tomas and Theron, reminding myself to be even more careful with their aliases than I already was being. I explained that we were survivors from Ostagar waiting to meet up with three others, including two Grey Wardens - I think...
Capital Shumeria: Dover District RAIN STEADILY POURS, PATTERING HARD onto the old street. Ash and his companions step through the gates of the Dover District stopping short of a man standing still wearing large crimson armor and a very large sword sheathed at his side. "These are the advance troops?" Ash questions. The district is filled with heavily armo...
Mark the Adventurer: born into a primitive barbarian village in the frozen north, Mark was banished from his home for ravishing too many women, killing too many men, and generally just causing too much trouble. He has been a wanderer ever since, making money as a thief, mercenary, and monster slayer. He is extremely selfish and hedonistic, thinking only of i...
Note- It goes without saying that this is pure fiction and is not based on any factual event or persons. xxx Kate Middleton tottered into the dimly lit room on ridiculously high heeled shoes and shivered. Although the basement room was fairly small, bereft of most furniture and even windows, it provided no warmth. "Oh my, it's rather chilly in here, is it...
As we drove into the supermarket car park, we glimpsed a stunning brunette being manhandled out of a side door and into the back of a white van by a couple of burly blokes. She was tall, slim, elegant, and in trouble. She was struggling, and by the state of one of them had inflicted some useful damage. "Stop them!" Julie shouted at me. 101 things ran throu...
NOTE: THIS IS A FICTIONAL VERSION OF THE RUMBLE MATCH ITSELF. I SHOULD ALSO NOTE THAT I WROTE THIS IN 1998 SO SOME CURRENT STARS ARE NOT IN THIS. ANYWAY, ENJOY! The ring announcer, Howard Finkle, is now coming to the ring for the Royal Rumble. FINKLE: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for The Royal Rumble!! A roar comes up from the crowd. FINKLE:...
London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...
"You've become an embarrassment to the family!" her father thundered at her. "It's my right to celebrate my pregnancy with anyone I choose," Romina replied coolly. "That doesn't include fucking every stable boy, half-prince, and scullery maid in the palace!" "I never fucked a scullery maid," Romina said, her voice taking a haughty superior tone. "She was...