Security level: magenta Situation report from sector 76491 Situation: ongoing political instability on Raal admech force are planning an invasion of the planet for regime change. Request: vindicator assassin Request Denied insufficient use of imperial resources 2nd request: astartes kill team to assassinate governor Request accepted sending out call. Cal

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?

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.

A Commisar's encounter with a very fanatical guardsman.

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

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.

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...

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?

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?

having been convinced by Malcador, the emperor of mankind worked to grant his Primarchs, his sons and daughter the ability to sire children, to act as a counter balance to there worst traits and excesses in the hopes that they embrace thier humanity. how will this plan play out for the master of man? will it be what keeps his dream alive? or be the very thing that dooms it.

By means of the Tzeentchian kind, the Dark Elves have found themselves in a high school setting. Facing the issues of teen angst ins't enough, however, as Malektih struggles to maintain peace with the neighboring house of Har Ganeth. Can this band of edgy elves find an intelligent way to settle an argument between neighbors?

It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. Now since the golden dick bag can't get out of his wheelchair, I am going to fix this literally God forsaken universe.

When survivors of a caravan cargo from a foreign country reach her castle with their cargo intact, Boyar Tomaš sees a big opportunity but also a large threat... What consequences will her actions or lack thereof have on her realm and on her nation?

A young man leaves home to fight amongst the stars.

A codex entry for the Nieces of Valaria Space Marines and their Primarch.

Commissar Tarik Faar is left to fester on a dead end posting to a minor world. His once Action packed and dangerous career is stalling on a planet where he seems to spend more time in politics and scandals then he does his own job. Aching to get out of the monotony and back into the thick of it. Will he find excitement looking after PDF or will it find him.

A mortal woman finds herself waking up on the home planet of the Primarch Mortarion and develops an unlikely bond with him and his Death Guard. #warhammer #warhammer40k #erotica #romance #scifi #deathguard #mortarion

Syra and Twocaste are brought in two directions. Syra investigates the chaos worshiping alien faction, the Raexa on a Tau world. Meanwhile Twocaste heads to fight another group of Raexa elsewhere. Sorry for changing the first chapter I wasn't happy with it.

Five unlikely and ill-equipped adventurers visit the Grausee.

Au fin fond d'une ruche surpeuplée de Scintilla, capitale du secteur Calixis, les crimes et les affaires de meurtre sont monnaie courante. Quand l'une d'entre-elles déchire l'avenue Rocheaux, tout semble la mener à l'oubli ; mais les circonstances, la providence, et une juste mesure d'acharnement vont mener quelques âmes sans histoires à bouleverser un vaste et mystérieux plan.

The 39th Grand Battalion of the Iron Warriors is not somewhere any man wishes to be assigned. A band of defects, it's considered, where the other battalions offload those that they don't wish to see again. Run by a Warsmith thought to be barely worthy of the title. These are their stories.