Mal's a simple man, he was raised by gangers and spent his adult life in the legion. By definition, his only friends are, at best, unstable, at worst complete psychos and when they're not trying to kill him, just about everyone else is, but if there's one thing Mal does well, it's living longer that the other guy. So switch your brain off and come enjoy some mindless violence!

A good book is all you need...

Are death incarnate.

It has been said that strife will bring out the best and worst of humanity. Here, on the world of Mercatum Hortu, this will ring true as the Imperial Guard struggles to cleanse an Ork invasion. Here, warriors will feel the exultation of victory and bitter tang of defeat. For this battle will remind them that war is mingled sorrow and glory, and they will fight to whatever end.

Le capitaine Hallbjörn Ludviksson, seul rescapé d'une expédition de chasseurs de monstres au service de l'Empereur Karl Franz, raconte au Comte Mannfred von Carstein ses mésaventures dans un coin reculé de la Sylvanie...

Oneshot: Craftworld Eldar, Dark Eldar, Exodites...All of the kindreds walk their path. Sometimes, those paths flow without obstruction. Sometimes, those paths intersect. And sometimes, mon-keigh are caught in the middle...

Oneshot: Bretonnian knights consider bows to be beneath them, at least during battle. Hunting is another matter though. Yet the concept of honour extends beyond the battlefield. And the cost of casting it aside remains...

Having lost nearly everything he has ever loved and cared for. A high elf warrior embarks on a mad, blood soaked journey across the world where only death or glory awaits. The beginning to a series of tales.

A Stormtrooper's body is a machine with a singular purpose - to wage war in the Emperor's name, no matter the time, no matter the place. But the mind, as Corporal Lenz knows only too well, is a different matter altogether; and in those most trying moments of her life, hers tends to wander down the unlikeliest of paths.

The 14th Grand Company encounters a sole survivor in the Remnant nebula and seeks to unravel the mystery the Chaos Space Marine presents.

Life of any kind is violent, will fight to defend itself, its birth destructive, and sometimes murderous...

One Eldar's short tale of a conflict he fights in and a friend he makes

A young Dark Elf, a commoner from the poor quarters of Hag Graef, gets a chance to advance in society and to earn glory in battle as a liegeman of a powerful Dreadlord. He doesn't know yet that the Lord is a Druchii Anointed, one of the survivors of old Nagarythe who once fell prey to the lure of Slaanesh... And when he finds out, it might already be too late.

Long ago, the God-Emperor of Mankind sacrificed himself to protect Man from the influence of scheming, Dark Gods. Interred within Golden Throne, He teeters upon the edge of life and death as his soul guides Mankind through the perils of the Warp. But if the Emperor were to truly die, the Empire he sacrificed himself to preserve would most certainly collapse ..

An Orks short story.

Cont. from Playing with Chaos: The rogue Harlequin Jester and his crew have just laid waste to a raiding group of Orks for the humans of the desert world, just in time for the arrival of a platoon of the space marine chapter, The Emperor's Wrath. Led by Chaplain Jorval Corvis, the marines take command of the situation from Captain Troy Malverick, as they deal with the Ork threat.

After the lost Primarch, Prometheus, exited his entrapment in the Warp and failed corruption by Tzeentch- he finds himself ten millenia in the future from when he was last in realspace, in the 41st Millenium. Now as he orbits over his homeworld, he must launch a crusade to take back the forgotten planet... though first he needs his steed, the Fire Sword, a titanic Golden Age ship.

The continuing tale of a man that has no business staying alive for as long as he has. This is my first fic, so make sure to leave reviews! Note: this story is based off of the Last Chancers series by Gav Thorpe, which I would recommend reading to fully understand what's going on.

Eine Deutsche Warhammer 40.000 Fanfic Ich möchte darauf hinweisen das es einen wichtigen Aspekt des Universums mit moderner Biologie umgeht und den anderen wichtigen bricht. wer also punktgenaues will soll es nicht lesen. Alle Rechte an den Figuren und dem Hintergrund gehören Citadel Miniatures und den angeschlossenen Firmen. M wegen Gewalt

Poem: Always, the forces of Chaos surge southwards. And always, the south shall stand ready for them.

Fueled by hate, Inquisitor Leera bestows the wrath of the Emperor as she accompanies a Deathwatch kill-team, but not without cost. 'M' rating for GRIMDARK.

After a disastrous case, Eisenhorn decides to lay low in the quiet city of Teselskap and recuperate with a lot of time in the hot springs before his next move. Underneath the merry celebrations of the annual Yule Day festivities, however, lies a darker secret that duty and compassion (and heavy hints from a malevolent daemonhost) compels Eisenhorn to start a new investigation.

This is a little idea I had a while back. Its basically what I think would happen if a pre-heresy company of the Sons of Horus were caught in a warp storm. This basically means they don't belive in the whole God-Emperor thing. Which will get them the unwanted attention of the Inqisition. hope you enjoy

In his pursuit of a daemon that destroyed a settlement, a Salamander has a brief discussion with his quarry about why he cares so much about avenging their deaths.

With the laughter of blood thirsty gods could a young girl survive the horrors of her home being burned down? With the laughter of blood thirsty gods could a heart of ceramite be warmed?