Born to Cadian parents but with a Harakoni Stepfather, Marius must deal with his complicated lineage as he tries to survive the streets of a Imperial Shrine world under siege by the forces of Chaos. Some Romance Maybe, TBD.

This is an anthology of short tales set in the Warhammer 40k universe. They may or may not be loosely based on the adventures i have written but the purpose of each one is to be self-contained adventure.

I don't know how it happened. I suddenly woke up in the body of a Necron Overlord in a crumbling tomb world. I don't know where I am, I don't know what my goal is, but I'm sure of one thing. To survive in this cruel galaxy I need to restore the dynasty I'm a part of, maybe I'll end up creating mine along the way. Who knows?

Based on the warhammer games Inquisitor Jessikah she is on the case.

Years after the calamity event befallen upon this world everything is seemingly to be more stable and starts working towards to the road of prosperity. However, the sudden appearance of a new star in the night sky seemed to be a bad omen for what is to come...Minka Terra a young soldier will seek what has happened in the past and face the malice of the unknown future.

Nine years in to the forty-second millennium, the wavering Imperium of Man struggles against the turmoil engulfing the galaxy. Larn, long demobilised and living under the radar, ekes out an existence with his old prison gang the Roaneks, until an unexpected message from an old associate reaches him, calling for one last favour.

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.

Can a Captain of the Flesh Tearers control his darker nature?

Magsnik Kogchewa, Warboss of the Ullanor Ork Empire, has had it. He tried his god damn best to be the best damn Warboss there is after waking up as an Ork but then the shiny git decided to ruin his plan for Galactic Domination. In times like these, the only way forward is to flip the board game and say fuck it. Besides, retiring sounds like a good plan.

On the eves of battle, warrior prepare. Used to standing alone. Occational mutual goals align. Although some goals arent as easily known untill friends meet. One-Shot.

When having a conscious despite being a bio-engineered transhuman killing-machine is its own special kind of hell [Note: this is a stand-alone prequel story featuring the same Lamenter from "Son of My Sorrows"]

The Word Bearer Procrus and his subordinates have successfully escaped the Imperial world of Ripag's Watch in the Cadian Gate, but now will they survive long enough to get back to the (relative) safety of the Eye of Terror?

A lone Kislevite warrior hunting a beastmen warband in an attempt at rescue. My first time publishing anything on this page. This is my attempt at trying to depict that oldhammer vibe. English is my second language so grammar may seem odd or flat out wrong for native speakers. Hope you enjoy!

The Prince of Pleasure uses our past sins, our immense amounts of lewd imagery, to win the Great Game. But the Emperor manages to bring victory from the jaws of defeat, albeit at a cost: Now Humanity will have to fight an entire galaxy dead set on breeding with humanity. Smutty crackfic. This is also based on something I saw on /aco/

The Red Angel, the Lord of the Red Sands, and Primarch of the Twelfth Legion. The tale of Angronius is a bloody one, and fated to end in tragedy. But, what if things happened differently? ( Rated M for you-know-what-reasons )

A surprisingly well organized Planetary Defense Force attempts to contain and eliminate a mysterious insurgency on the manufacturing world of Guryor II. As time passes, the situation only grows more dire. Is there any hope for the brave soldiers of the Emperor?

A story about individuals trod the road to damnation.

After their horrid, soul-destroying fight on the world of Sarkeath, Attelus and his comrades have earned one lead; a name: Inquisitor Soloston of the Ordo Malleus. Soon, he's tracked to the backwater shrine world of Quoranda. But something froths beneath the surface of the oh so puritanical world. Something destined to drown the entire sector in a sea of agony and decay.

Through a cruel twist of fate, a person from a normal Earth is transported into the 41st Millennium. However, unlike most in this situation, he has a very distinct advantage: the power of the Forge of Stars...or as it is sometimes known as, the Celestial Forge...[First person Fic / Celestial Forge V3]

A story about some ork boyz doing ork boy things.

On the fringes of the Imperium, Xenos have longed encroached. With the galaxy split and the Imperium distracted, the Tau have set their sights on the Imperial Agriworld of Cena Primaris. Fate has other plans thought, as the Death Korps of Krieg arrives on world bearing a mysterious cargo. Will the Kriegers hold the planet, or will another world fall to the Emperor's foes?

The Imperium of Man has fallen, Terra is overrun by the Tyranids as they overwhelm the Imperial Palace. As a last, desperate measure, The Emperor enacts a ritual on his last Loyal Son. A War-weary, crippled and unprepared Roboute Guilliman is cast back in time. No plan, no stratagem, only knowledge of the Imperium's Death Throes. Story Premise Only

We follow the story of a Skitarii Ranger who is in the middle of fending off an Ork invasion from a knight world. Can he bring honour and glory to the Machine God?

Age of Sigmar fanfiction. As the purge of Azyrheim commences, Sigmar, God-King of Azyr, journeys to his secluded location at the utmost top of the city, remembering all that has been lost in the war against Chaos.

Guilliman has arrived on Solemnance to pick up a particularly important artifact. Read on as the clone of Fulgrim attempts to earn forgiveness for his past crimes.