Three loud knocks rudely interrupted the dark and tranquil Daranssian night. The furred perpetrator reached one clawed finger up to scratch at an ear, catching the glares of two disgruntled guards on either side of him. He cleared his throat and pretended to inspect his claws, their gaze never faltering. Half a minute turned into an eternity as the sounds of...
No time was lost afterwards. As Aclysia had correctly guessed, Anduin began preparations to move out himself. An Old God was no challenge to be left to anyone but the strongest beings in Azeroth and he easily qualified as such a being, being the only person in the known creation to wield both Shadow and Light and both at a level of strength at historic level...
The Council of Six, Dalaran's governing body, was a gathering of six arch mages, one of which was the de-facto leader of the city-state. There were two most notable members amongst is rank as of that day. Archmage Khadgar, former student of Medivh, a man who had lived to age in reverse, at least in a slight way. When he had been in his twenties, the man had...
With Anduin's fingers hooked into the tight space between her collar and throat, a breathless Maiev was dragged through the middle of the hallway like an unruly dog. No resistance to her fate was left in her mind, only a downtrodden acceptance on the surface and a sea of perversion underneath. Thus, it wasn't a sense of shame that caused her to become so slo...
The trip home was eventless. No unforeseen weather, no attacks, just steady tides and constant fucking. They arrived in Stormwind to some confusion. Officially, Anduin was still sick and somewhere in his chambers. A ruse he wouldn't be able to pull a second time. He showed his face too often in Silvermoon to even attempt to keep his visit secret. That aside,...
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 notes: Finally, after years in the making, Chapter 3 of our story. I've been on such a rough, long, crazy road in life, but this story finally finished. I'm editing the final chapter now, though I apologize if it's rough-hewn all the same. I'm really tired of working on this story, so tired that I don't want an editor, I just want it to be done... b...
Anduin was lavishing inside the bathtub. With her head resting on his right shoulder, Xal'atath was nestling against his side. Half-closed lips and lids, she gasped softly as Anduin rubbed her pussy with sensual care. Her recently filled pussy still oozed some semen into the hot water, but the steady, magical refill soon took care of that. "Ah, Master..." s...
Genn Greymane entered his chambers -- naked as the custom of Stormwind had become. It wasn't an impressive lodging, at least when it came to the dwelling place of a king. A bedroom, a study, a balcony and a bathroom, that was just about everything inside. Outside of a Gilnean flag, barely anything marked that Genn was living here. "You should decorate more,...
A one-shot prequel to The Hunter's Companions, set before the first chapter, but after The Hunter's Companion: Kalendras. I decided to put this up before I post the final chapter of The Hunter's Companions. I hope you enjoy it! ~*~ Belcarm gritted his teeth as he swung his sword. Livinia's laughter was ringing just as loudly as the sounds of weapons on arm...