Sonnet Bridge lives in a blur induced by the collar which keeps her comfortable and free of the endless whispers of the Warp. But when she's assigned to a new inquisitor, that's going to change. Can she complete her first mission alone? And why is an inquisitor on such a tranquil planet in the first place?

On the forge world of Sapesh, an insurrection has risen up seemingly out of nowhere and has thrown the planet into a bloody civil war. In the midst of the chaos, Ameli Kantarr and the rest of the newly established 44th Sapesh Infantry must fight to retake a hive city that could turn the tide of the war.

In the time of the Dark Imperium a new Brotherhood arose, fighting in the forgotten reaches of the galaxy. Fresh and newborn they must walk a perilous line between honour and survival and the decision as to whether they shall be known for their nobility or callousness has yet to be determined. These are the stories of the Amber Vipers. Art by Judd Abinuman

A fan request story. Ynarana Mekrath the dark elf "Gwendil" (lesbian) moved from the city of Clar Karond to a quiet plantation to escape homophobic persecution and join a small secret dark elf lesbian community, desiring a quiet life with her fellow lesbians in peace. But then everything changed when a vampire came to stalk her quiet plantation. (Set in 6th ed before GW ruined WF)

What if Malekith's journey to the realms of chaos went a bit differently after Finuval Plain? Before dying to the flames of Asuryan, he is granted a vision and an ultimatum by Asuryan himself. The god tells him that if he can pass through the six circles of seduction in Slaanesh's realm, then Malekith will be his champion. AU end times fic, Anti-hero Malekith. Full summary inside.

Marooned on a distant planet ravaged by a bloody conflict between man and xeno, four soldiers abandoned by their gods must deal with their grief while also fighting for their lives.

'These violent delights have violent ends.' All Mei-Xing wanted to get ready for the Mid-Autumn festival, but some cruel twist of fate landed her on a Tau-infested planet. Finding herself at the mercy of Deathwatch Astartes, she has no choice but to trust them, and pray that they are angels as everyone says they are.

A Commisar's encounter with a very fanatical guardsman.

Isha escaped the Fall and Slaanesh, turning to the dubious aide of the Emperor of Mankind for protection. But as it turns out, escaping may have been the easy part...(Adopted From Ashynarr)

Crossover between Warhammer Fantasy and dating sim Summertime Saga. Queek Headtaker is taken by the horned rat for a special assignment on a strange world... MASSIVE MATURE AND GRAPHIC VIOLENCE WARNING

A story about an old man that must deal with mini-Warhammer factions that appeared in his basement. Inspired by other fanfiction's. I apologise for any errors in my writings, I am not proficient with English.

In an alternative realm of the Warhammer 40k universe, in the long history same records were written over the millennia, and yet there are some variations of the stories due to the differences in certain events. This is a world where multiple dimensions intertwine, forces from different realities try to crossover and fulfill their conquest, whether for survival or other means.

Entombed on the Golden Throne, the Master of Mankind has been near helpless to the cries of humanity, unable to prevent the tides of war that slowly erodes the corrupted heart of His Imperium. The Herd lacks a Shepard. So with what power he still maintains control of, the Emperor decides to try to tip the scale in Humanity's favor. It's time for something new... well, new-ish.

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.

A starving artist is swept away from her home in New Jersey to the grim darkness of the far future. She embarks on a quest with her new friends to discover the secrets of the Warp itself so that she may return home. A Chaos-saturated take on the Wizard of Oz, and an epic "weak to strong" tale as a possible new God-Empress navigates her uncertain future.

In the 42nd Millennium, there is only war. In the Hive World of Twilight where the promise of technology and understanding still remains but the corrupted and rotten bureaucracy in its place is threatening to destroy all of it slowly but surely. And when the threshold has finally been broken, it will take only a spark to burn all of it down. And there will be retribution...

Getting randomly stuck in the Warhammer 40k Universe, where have I heard that one before? Will I become a Guardsman? Space Marine? Just a random citizen working at a manufactorum? Well, I wish I had much of a choice in how my fate mostly turns out but life is an uncaring bitch...

Leman Russ has been wandering through the twisted realms of Chaos for nearly 10,000 years. He thought he had seen everything the horrors of the immaterium had to offer him; until now. Faced with a place that challenges everything he thought he knew about the universe, could this new world hold the key to saving not just the Imperium, but all of reality?

Famine plagues the underhive of Earia Secundus. When a child in a moment of utter despair consumes the flesh of a strange cultist, she gets an infinitely small fraction of attention from a horror beyond the void. The Hive Mind sees, and wishes to test something new. Unbeknownst to her, a new imperative is written within her biology. One that leads to cannibalism and war. Consume.

Years have past since one's entry into the Inquisition, cursed by sorcery and daemons. A neophyte see's the darkness seep within his soul as a damned man. Armed with hardened wit, steeled tested faith and an unyielding curse which is the greatest of dangers, a youth can longer ignore omens. For it is time, it is time and now Chaos calls, for it will not rest in the grim darkness.

As the End Times near, a skaven clan grows desperate in their attempt to stop the inevitable tide. An alliance of necessity is formed as all walks of life converge on this beacon of defiance. An ex witch hunter, scarred by his past is forced to rally under a new banner. As darkness covers the world & all he holds dear is gone, the battle for humanity & salvation is put to the test.

Wolfgang Werner was the star player of the Middenheim Maulers but when his coach finds he has thrown a game he finds himself transferred to a Chaos team, the Dire Horns. Now Wolfgang has a new name and identity, literally trapped in magical armour and surrounded by some of the most violent and dimwitted Blood Bowl players around (which is really saying something!)

Fecilia, a newly minted 1st blade of the 'Angels fist' cavalry squadron of the Adepta Sororitas order of Baal rides out besides her sisters to act as a garrison for her tribes hill fort in the deserts of Baal secundus under her new sister superior Mariana, a Terran Francish born transfer from the order of our martyred lady. how will Fecilia and Mairana bond through thier missions?

It is the duty of a commissar to ensure that the line holds for they are the spine of the Astra Militarum. Some might even say that a commissar is more feared than the actual enemy. But how am I supposed to fucking survive this?

After the start of a space exploration mission to the planet "Haxis," only one soldier survived the destruction of his ship by a warp storm, and now alone on an unknown planet at the edge of the galaxy he will have to find his way home with the help of unexpected friends. will he be able to overcome racial boundaries and return to where he belongs?