After the desolation of a battle, a lone Kreig guardsman seeks forgiveness, once and for all.

A Imperial Navy Medic taken captive by Eldar forces for reasons unknown. Ideas and pointers are greatly appreciated as is any feedback, Don't be shy and please do comment. First fanfic so go easy on the rookie.

Horror envelopes him as he gazes at the faces of four uncaring leviathans. Terror and frustration war within him, as a ROB tells him the real absurdity of his situation. Resolve steadies him as he girds himself for the unimaginable challenges ahead. He could scream about how unfair it is. But Markus has plans, ideas he wishes to see. Warhammer or not, they will remember him.

The legion once driven from the sight of Terra is set to defend its empire within the eye of terror from all forces. Loyalists or traitors, it matters not. Discover the Forgotten Legion and their fall from the Emperors grace. A disgrace which led them to be entirely deleted from records.

This is the story of Marius (an Imperial Pilot), who meets the 11. Legion of the Astartes, consisting of female Space marines (read my bold type at the beginning of the document about that). It s his adventure with a horde of Space Marines and how his beliefs are drawn into question by the unfamiliar surrounding.

Remember: When all is lost, faith will sustain you. You must believe it. You must feel it in your bones. You must never doubt that He is watching, and that He will reach His hand out for you when your need is most dire. I love you, Sybilla. Good night.

Warhammer 40k. A Universe to be admired for sure, but from a distance. A Star Tek fan may wish to live in Star Trek... But no one sane would want to live in 40k. Behold, how a group of unlikely people adjust, adapt, and try to change to the galaxy for the better (and try to enjoy their lives) We're kinda like 40k Guardians of the Galaxy.. with more collateral.

Felix Jaeger has been thrown into a world ripe with conflict. He is alone now as the armies of Chaos march to the lands of men, bereft of his comrades and without a way back he will have to battle his way to the empire he loves and fulfill his oath.

Episode 1 of the "Song of Light" series, which follows the story of an unorthodox Eldar Craftworld known as Ra'Shelwe, whose denizens are attempting to reverse fate by fighting for peace in a galaxy of war. Alongside the Tau and various renegade Imperial sects, they race to unravel a sinister web of conspiracy and contrivance that could bring the galaxy to its knees.

Reinforcements arrive - Horus, Typhus, and Konrad Kurze sign up to help the space marines against the tyranid threat, forming the Sons of Horus. Abaddon and the girls raid the Pentagon against necron forces. Wills are tested; war is waged; Old One Eye appears.

The Craftworld Iyanden is under attack again by the Tyranids, a few decades since the last devastating one that had left the Craftworld almost destroyed. It seems this would be the final stand of the valiant Eldars.

One-shots of stories about the Legionaries during the Great Crusade against the enemy of the Imperium, forgotten or unremembered.

The only survivor of a mission gone awry, an Inquisitor's acolyte sets out to upend a madman's plan for galactic domination with only a teen mute as a companion. To defeat the heretic's plot, Ellenia will have to rely on her training - and an ability that she doesn't even know she has.

Instead of Fulgrim being turned to chaos after freeing himself from internment in the painting. his soul after 10,000 years of imprisonment in the painting, freeing himself and his soul find its way into the body of his perfect clone. How will he deal with the fall of his legion and the imperium, Can he redeem his name?

Warhammer 40k. A Universe to be admired for sure, but from a distance. A Star Tek fan may wish to live in Star Trek... But no one sane would want to live in 40k. Behold, how a group of unlikely people adjust, adapt, and try to change to the galaxy for the better (and try to enjoy their lives) We're kinda like 40k Guardians of the Galaxy.. with more collateral.

The fall of a portion of the Red Hunters chapter as they try to discover a secret that threatens do destroy the imperium in the 41st millennium

Ever wonder what would happen if Lelith Hesperax was killed by a runaway cheese truck and reincarnated as a Guardsman? No? Too bad! Here it is anyway! This is pure crack. Expect none of this to be taken seriously. Made possible by the fine folks at Bolter to Kokoro.

The 2nd and 11th, two that could save the Imperium from it's grimdark future or plunge it in to even darker chaos. They will fight across their homeworlds and the galaxy and when the time comes will they stand fast or turn their backs on mankind?

Inquisitor Thrask has one job: hunting aliens. But when her home world threatens to defect to the T'au Empire she must rush to save it with a mishmash of allies.

A Warhammer 40k fiction. Brother Ramos Archimedes, Space Marine Intercessor of the Nova Seekers, a successor chapter of the Salamanders. Dedicated the the protection of the peoples of the Imperium and the service of the Emperor's will; Ramos battles alongside his battle brothers against many foes, and uncovers the sinister machinations of chaos.

Reuploading, since I hadn't yet learnt how ffnet works when I first uploaded this and the formatting got messed up. A man grieves in secret (grieves *a* secret) before battle.

Hostfede and his Orks are back to smash the enemies in the name of the Emprah, only to encounter a "small" problem in the form of gigantic Knights. However, when the xenos taint (not Ork) within the Imperial Knights nobility becomes apparent, they find themselves in a fight where brute force alone could not lead to victory. And yet the threat from within might not be the greatest.

A new marine has a chat with a much older one

An Eldar x Human (guardsman) romance story.

Attaqué de toutes parts, l'Imperium peine à endiguer la masse de ses ennemis. Pourtant, il est des hommes qui cherchent à inverser la tendance, et à apporter le combat au cœur-même des territoires conquis par le Chaos. A la tête d'armées dont le nombre dépasse l'entendement, ils mènent de saintes Croisades, armés de leur talent inné pour la stratégie à une échelle inimaginable.