"Have her brought to me. Unharmed." Sylvanas Windrunner, former Ranger-General of Silvermoon, Banshee Queen of the Undercity, Dark Lady of the Forsaken, did not hesitate when she heard the news. Contemplating in her throne room with her various Forsaken advisors, the Queen knew that her guest was a special one. It was not fair to call Sylvanas truly undead...
Below, Jaina Proudmoore and Sylvanas Windrunner lay on the throne together. For some, this might not have been possible; but the Dark Lady of the Forsaken's was easily big enough for the two of them. And, of course, they were naked. It was far from the most surprising thing recently observed. He had seen them locked in their power plays, carnal desires, an...
Deep, within the swamp of sorrows, energy had begun to gather. With the the attempted summoning of Loa and gods, with the dark portal, all had begun to gather. Not enough for anyone to notice, not at first. The energies were small, and the swamp of sorrows was ultimately considered unimportant. For the Horde, it was hard to defend, and for the alliance... we...
"Very impressive." The pleased voice of Sylvanas Windrunner broke the tense silence within her personal quarters inside Grommash Hold. Today was the day she would finalize her personal guard from the Kor'kron. The stacked warchief stood in front of a muscular line of orcs, arms folded under her bosom with one long elven eyebrow raised in admiration. In front...
The warchief scoffed and shot her subordinate an amused glance before focusing her attention back to the large mirror hanging upon the wall in front of her. She was fresh out of the bath, clad in nothing but a towel which was soon deposited on the floor. "Don't mind them." Sylvanas motioned to two naked blood elf men sleeping on her luxurious four poster b...
Silence reigned in the Royal Chambers of the Undercity. All three parties continued their standoff for a long, enduring moment as Sylvanas contemplated Jaina's last words. The former Elf's face was a still mask as she kept the bow pointed at the humanoid dragon for a moment further, pondering. Kalecgos was equally motionless, his human form not an uncomely...
An unexpected night with The Banshee Queen. This is only a fan fiction. All characters belong to Blizzard. ***** I opened my eyes to complete darkness... where was I? My heart was beating fast. I pushed myself up of the floor and sat upright, when suddenly and sharp pain struck my head. I held my head for a bit as the pain dissipated slowly." What was tha...
A/N: This story is from the WoW-universe, and based on the characters Sylvanas Windrunner and the Lich King. Lore-wise Sylvanas died before ever becoming the Lich King's slave, but I bent the universe a little. There are non-consensual parts, so if you do not find that appealing, read at own risk. I hope you enjoy it, and there might be more. "Shindu F...
Lady Sylvanas Windrunner, Banshee Queen of the Forsaken and newly appointed warchief of the Horde watched with listless eyes as a congregation of trolls exited her personal quarters behind the throne room. They had come to discuss the late warchief Vol'jin, and the matter of future Darkspear leadership. It was an important matter that she had vowed to take c...
Dark Ranger Anya walked around the dark halls of the Undercity, red eyes scanning the shadows for any foolish intruder who would dare violate the sanctity of her Dark Lady's residence and fortress. She had been a ranger of Quel'thalas in life, but was killed along with her Dark Savior Sylvanas Windrunner whilst trying to protect it from the unstoppable onsla...