"Remember Qhira, war is hell. we should never go out looking for fights, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't be ready to defend what is yours." as Qhira remembered these words, spoken to her as a little girl while everything seemed so bright she felt a tear go down her eyes. that world she wanted to defend was gone, all she had left was a journey to try and find survivors of her

Der Nexus. Ein Ort, an dem viele verschiedene Welten aufeinander treffen. Jede dieser Welten hat ihre eigene Geschichte. Lasst mich Euch entführen, in die unendlichen Weiten des Nexus. Welche Geschichten werden uns dort erwarten?

After a long ride back to Stormwind, Anduin Wrynn is extremely tired. When he sees a mysterious portal in his hallways, he's wisked away into the Nexus, and lands in a confusing new world. The only one there to greet him is a man he'd thought he'd see, a space cowboy named Raynor. (Focus on Anduin) One-shot.

Arthas Menethil died. Not that this was the end of his story. For now, he finds himself adventuring within the Nexus, and set upon a quest. A quest to find the Nexus Crystal in the Ravenlord's castle. Only then can his heart's desire be granted. Assuming he can avoid the legions of people who want him dead, things should be just fine. Now if only he had a motive.

Roderick, a 96-year old USMC veteran, has stumbled into the Nexus, and in doing so, has unknowingly rewritten its future. He has stumbled onto the jaws of war once again in this strange new land. With his past life of conflict, he steps in for the safety of his newfound 'family', and the Nexus. The Raven Lord has started to make his move in accessing the Dark Nexus. (Book 2)

Roderick, a 96-year old veteran of the United States Marine Corps, gets the adventure of his life when he gets spirited away to a realm called the Nexus, upon his passing due to old age. With a new chance to live his life in excitement that he never got in his younger years, he marches on like the Marine that he still is in his heart. (Book 1)

Oneshot: Not even the Realm Lords could control the Nexus forever. Even gods could fall.

Oneshot: There was little reason to play with toy soldiers in the Nexus, when the Realm Lords never ceased their own games of war.

A series of drabbles about a healer and a hunter, surviving together.

What is the value of one's soul and self? Be you Dragon or Demon: It is worth approximately everything and nothing.

Oneshot: Sometimes, Orphea wondered how the Realm Lords had ever accomplished anything without abducting warriors from outside the Nexus. After all, sending wave upon wave of minions into battle wasn't exactly sound strategy.

Oneshot: On Azeroth, they had been as close as brother and sister. Before the Old Gods. Before the Demon Soul. Before the Cataclysm, and their final battle. What were they now, in the Nexus?

Poem: Qhira was the last daughter of Iresia. A refugee from a broken realm, taking the lives of others within the Nexus for gold? That could sustain her body, but not her soul.

The story of one of the few heroes to originate within the Nexus... The girl who struggled against all odds, to defeat the evil within her home.

Oneshot: Just because you're drawn into the Nexus, that doesn't mean you can escape the sins you committed in the world you left behind...

Oneshot: Like his father, Anduin had been drawn into the Nexus. Like his father, Anduin wielded the sword named Shalamayne. Like his father, Anduin would fight in the battles of the Realm Lords. But unlike his father, Anduin would not draw his sword in battle unless absolutely necessary...

Oneshot: Anduin believed in peace, but he'd come to accept that it was sometimes necessary to fight for it. But in the Nexus, where wars were waged for their own sake...how could he fit into a world like that?

While the war for Alterac rages, a new threat to the nexus has emerged, ready to sweep through the warring realms, consuming all. Some know this foe, some don't. Many will fight against it. The Omegaswarm has come. (Separate to Stormclouds entirely, follows what we know of canon)

Michael Davidson, an eighteen year old like any other, is abruptly pulled into the Nexus. Wrapped up in this interdimensional hub, he intends to make the most of it. (Adventure, humor, drama, and possible romance. This story does not exist in or reference any lore Blizzard has established for HotS.)

Oneshot: If you're going to explore the Nexus, it's a good idea to have good company.

Oneshot: Sometimes, death could occur within the Nexus. One day, even the Storm itself would die.

A collection of drabbles and short stories following Sylvanas and her less than thrilling adventures in the realms of the Nexus, no matter how peaceful or intense they get. Written in non-chronological order. Contains black comedy, Sylvanas/Nova/Li-Ming/Valeera harem-not-harem, and anti-SJW content.

A series of moments, showing how the relationships of each of the heroes formed. Open to requests. Pre-Stormclouds.

Poem: Oberon had been dethroned. Orphea now had lordship over the Raven Court.

Poem: "You really don't want to know what's in the box."