The men and women of the 49th Qart-Hadashtim Rifles find themselves fighting for their lives against an unknown xeno species. Will they stand fast and triumph? Or will the Bell of Lost Souls toll for them?

A short One-Shot with the potential to become something larger. I wrote this to give some character and context to my Creations of Bile list that I was planning on building...Just in time for leaks from a new Codex to start, meaning I've gotta remake the list.

A Farseer on an Exodite world seeks to understand and cure the plague poisoning the minds of her people. However, she has little knowledge of how deep the rot has become, nor of the scale of the plot she has become enmeshed in.

In which Ciaphas Cain attempts to recount his arrival into the Neo-Imperium and is occasionally interrupted by the various- now adult- juvies mentioned in his account. All of whom have their own input on what happened, and insist on discussing it in his office; not in the editing room.

Yr'an Sarih, Archon of the Steel Hand has placed quite the odd challenge before herself. How to get this little human to relax and let her seduce him... I came up with his idea on r/yandare where we were talking about what it would be like if a Dark Eldar wanted to seduce a human and how they'd try it. So here's the result of that late-night story idea.

Taking place in the year 2487 of the Imperial Calendar, in a Warhammer Fantasy setting, Enos Geltroc is an Imperial Citizen during the Age of Sigmar. One day his town is besieged by Orks and he's captured; Despite the lethal labor and deadly cutthroat atmosphere of Ork society, he survives, making friends with outcasts and oddities, and marks the burgeoning legacy of the Man-Ork.

The seven loyal sons of the Emperor of Mankind, the Primarchs have returned. But for every good there must be evil. Konrad Curze, Primarch of the Night Lords, has returned and has assembled an army. As the vessel of the God of Terror and Anarchy, Malice, Curze is single-minded in his quest to end Terra and the Imperium of Man. And he may succeed.

In a raid gone wrong a young Kabalite gets wounded she ends up in the care of several groups of interest as their captive.

When they are approached by another Chapter the Storm Heralds set out on a quest for vengeance but instead find themselves thrust into deadly peril from all sides. This story is a sequel to my previous story Noctem Oritur, art by Judd Abinuman.

A Complete Version of the famous and infamous /tg/ 1d4chan fanfiction: Love Can Bloom. I am not the writer of this, I am simply sharing it on this site, so that it may be enjoyed by many. Full Story Summary inside.

When a young Howling Banshee is purchased by the Kabal of the Ashen Rose, she finds herself developing a relationship she never expected with its melancholy archon- and becoming drawn into the dangerous and brutal world of Commorragh politics. Can she find happiness in her new life? Or will a millennia-old rivalry spell doom for both her and the kabal?

Picture an untamed, wintery wilderness. A place where spindly, tall evergreens dot the landscape. A deep ravine lay there, where two ice-capped mountain ridges oppose each other. So tall were these ranges, that the observer would have to strain their necks to the point of discomfort just to be able to see their peaks...(SI/OC)

The Space Marines of the Celestial Lions crash onto an unknown world. Alone and friendless, can they reclaim their honour and rebuild their Chapter? Or will they succumb to the multitudes of Xenos and Daemons that abound? Warhammer 40k vs Warhammer Fantasy

People say that "Guardsmen Never Cry". I know that isn't true.

A short one-shot about a kid in 40k who wants to join the Guard.

Le vaisseau commercial "Anderson's Pride", en transit urgent entre deux systèmes stellaires, est arraché du Warp et découvre par accident un Craftworld Eldar perdu. Désormais incapables de repartir, les membres de l'équipage vont vite devoir imaginer une solution pour s'échapper, avant que leur présence n'attire l'attention.

Trajann finds someone who was lost long ago and hears his tale.

A group of housemates in the strange not-too-distant future have to deal with tiny intruders from a grimdark far future...

What would happen if the SCP foundation was in the 40k universe? Humanity is nearly annihilated during the fall of the Aeldari, just like how Slaanesh has a claim on the Eldar souls, Tzeentch has claim on human souls, now, humans escape to a realm between realspace and 6th dimension. New Xenos empires, no imperium, Rangdan are still kicking and there is another eye of terror.

Stories set in between, set in the future, stories set in the past, or stories that were never meant to be. One-shots are set in the world of my main story 'The Good Shepard'. It's still ongoing, but I recommend reading it before reading this.

While many sons of Olympia who sought utopia abandoned it come their fall, there still remain those who hold true to their vision. Standing apart from their Chaos worshiping kin, the Iron Empire fights all who would deny them their vision. A novel and Codex of the Fourth Legion: Iron Within, Iron Without. (Iron Warriors/Female Guardsmen)

Before even Horus was found, the Emperor and Malcador would have conversations about the Primarchs (what they would be like, how easily they would come to the Imperium, and of course the impending doom of the Heresy.) At one point, while the Emperor was speaking his worries of his son's tempers, Malcador suggested giving them wives. A good wife can keep a man in check more so than

The Imperium of Man's beginnings could only start with the 20 Space Marine Legions, However there is a untold Story of the Sons of Gallia, Told through the Eyes of Atripox and His Primarch, Will they Weather the coming Storm? Notes: All Rights belongs to Games Workshop, I don't own anything with exception of my 2nd Legion in this Story, As I am the 2nd Legion's Creator.

The Old world has endured countless wars and now a darkness is coming that will ultimately swallow the world and all who live in it. However in this dark time three objects arrive from the sky to usher in a great change in the world that will bring either salvation or usher in damnation.

Fresh from their victory in Kasr Fortis, the 1333rd Regiment now finds itself dealing not with reduced but increased heretical activity. Cadian High Command believes another Chaos incursion is approaching. Marsh Silas, Lieutenant Hyram, Junior Commissar Carstensen, and the rest of Bloody Platoon must root out the heretics, train their recruits, and prepare for the battles to come.