TheDragonBreath

[Continuation of my book "Of Fond Memories" but this time it isn't combined with Skyrim. It's purely dedicated for WoW Oneshots]In a world which is under the constant threat of demons, old gods and the faction war of Alliance and Horde, there is little room to appreciate kindness, let alone "love"... or is it?…

TheDragonBreath

[Continuation of my book "Of Fond Memories" but it's entirely dedicated for Skyrim oneshots only, unlike my first book which was about both WoW and Skyrim]In a world which is under the constant threat of the Daedra, the civil war of Imperial and Stormcloak, and only recently, the dragons. There is little room to appreciate kindness, let alone "love"... or is it?…

TheDragonBreath

[Various x Reader] "Skyrim and Warcraft, both are a world of strife and ripped apart by war. There is little to no room for true love... or is it?". These are one shot romance stories from these two games, I saw these stuff are pretty low count in my opinion so I decided to make one.…

TheDragonBreath

[story under construction] A calm breeze danced through the leaves of the ancient trees, causing a low howling noise, it flew through the ashes of the broken, burnt house that the young demon hunter once called home. The whole village was in ruins, nobody would believe that once people lived here. The fire of the Legion was so destructive. The surrounding trees were burnt and mere shadows of their former selves. The other trees that survived held the mutilated corpses of the once living kaldorei, killed and defiled by the demons, left there as a warning to the others.Lianna glanced around in horror but her face held no emotions, only a cold disgust and grief. "Thought I would never visit here again, but look at Elune's cruel joke" she muttered angrily at her surrounding before fixing her gaze on the ground again and continued to walk. A small thing fell under her boot, Lianna quickly stops on her tread and looks down, causing her raven strands of hair to slide down and cover her eyes, but her vision were not really needed, as she could sense a strong energy from it. The night elf kneels down to pick it up, but is struck by a painful memory when she discovers what it was...-----Lianna Evenwhisper, a simple night elf girl living in Ashenvale, in the village of Shelserin, southwest of the Shrine Of Aessina. She had a dream, to be the most powerful druid on Azeroth and to help those in need with her druidic magic.But everything had changed when Shelserin came under the siege of the Burning Legion, killing all those she held dear and burning the village to ground. Driven by rage and sorrow, Lianna chose to join the darker forces of Azeroth. Will she be consumed by the darkness or will she get redemption?…

TheDragonBreath

"I don't care what they will think... I do not care about anything... I will not stay put until I have you...""Even after knowing what I am?...""Yes... even after knowing what you are"The two beings of completely opposite life forms held each other's hands that moonlit night and wept under the tree of life. The daughter of light willing to forsake her own divine heresy for her love, the archenemy of light and chosen warrior of darkness.Will they find love? Or will they utterly fail and prove that even a pure bond as love has its bounds?…