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]

Why coulden't i have die in the car crash. Why coulden't i got transported One Piece or Dragon Boll? Why Warhammer 40k. the grim dark future of only war and fate worse than DEATH!. F ! me. At least i got s System.

On a forgotten planet at the edge of the galaxy, something awakens. Will it be the miracle that will save the galaxy or the curse that will let it burn?

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.

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)

A small dedication to a Killteam game a friend and I played. A Necron Technomancer briefly considers its opponent as it turns to face him on the field of battle.

The premise of the story is thus: a guy from the modern world wakes up in the Warhammer 30k universe. Pretty basic, right? Here's the twist: he has no knowledge of Warhammer and is in possession of a heavily modified version of the Celestial Forge. Will he set the Galaxy ablaze? Will he laze around? Read to find out! Rating is because Warhammer is pretty dark.

Archmagos Dominus Aldren Nevis leads an expedition to a Space Hulk, freshly emerged from the boiling seas of the Warp, to uncover its secrets. However, as they get closer, it quickly becomes apparent that all is not what it seems. With an unknown enemy that threatens their total destruction, he and his allies must now overcome their foes within and without.

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/

For over five millennia, the Adepta Sororitas have zealously defended the Imperium of Man from alien, mutant and heretic alike. They are the Daughters of the God-Emperor, the mailed fist of the Imperial Church. They are the Sisters of Battle. But now, on a remote world, one young Sister finds herself confronted by a horror that will shake the very core of her faith.

[All Tomorrows/WH40K] Man's victory over Chaos, Xenos and the universe that would be remembered by many for eternity. And others of course.

For five years, Titus Renn served in the State Regiments, but he wants more from the world. When his uncle gifts him a mysterious blade, he sets out to find its origins, and to see more of the world than just the mud and the blood. Meanwhile, a mysterious figure pursues him, intent and securing the blade for themselves, and the hidden legacy it contains. Commissioned by Stormed

To most? A new world was scaring... To a Tech Priest? There was much scrap to tinker with and things to catalog. Rated T for violence, death and profanity.

Down in the underhives a family of pious House Cawdor settlers try to run a respectable family friendly motel, in the face of bizarre mayhem from their ganger customers.

The Angels Sanguine are an ancient and honored successor chapter of the Blood Angels. Long have they stood against the foes of the Imperium, but their proud reputation hides a dark truth. Dark rumors circle the Angels Sanguine, and as ancient foes return to threaten the chapter, they must face the darkness within themselves to have any hope of survival.

A man finds himself seemingly doomed to live in a fever dream, ripped away from the modern day to the tune of laughing gods and even stranger beings. Sacred machines sparks to life and a sleeping dragon stirs.

After a mother's gift of special beauty products, a teenage wallflower blooms into popularity. Very short one shot.

Roboute Guilliman esta apunto de descubrir las razones que obligaron al emperador a matar a sus hermanos(II y XI). ¿Podrá soportarlo? ¿Sedera a la locura? ¿Destruirá todo lo que queda? Hay quienes dicen que la ignorancia es bendición. Puede que Roboute llegue a estar en desacuerdo con ese dicho.

While the master mage Prospero Steiner has been recently assassinated and the threats are multiplying, the captain of the Black Guard receives a very surprising offer of help. With the characters of Beck456, thank you for your loyalty!

Alors que le maître mage Prospero Steiner a été fraîchement assassiné et que les menaces se multiplient, le capitaine de la Garde Noire, reçoit une proposition d'aide fort surprenante. Avec les personnages de Beck456, merci pour sa fidélité !

I woke up in a galaxy at war in a body that doesn't belong to me, I don't understand how it happened, but I'm in the body of a Necron Overlord in a crumbling tomb, with my dynasty dead and surrounded by enemies on all sides. I don't know where I am, I don't know what my goal is, but I'm sure of one thing, to survive I need to restore the dynasty I'm a part of. Or create my own?

La Familia Imperial ha recibido mensajes que parecen venir del futuro, un futuro donde el Caos está ganando, el Emperador está muerto, hay niños y hay más guerra. Los eventos del futuro influyen en el presente, especialmente cuando finalmente comienzan a dar pasos hacia una realidad mejor, mientras que el futuro solo parece alejarse más y más... Aegidius Guilliman tendrá que vivir

Inspired by the Roboutian Heresy, this is the tale of Lion El'Jonson's fall to Chaos as he leads half of his brothers (and not necessarily the ones you might think) in rebellion against the Emperor.

Eight diehard fan of Warhammer 40k are thrown into a universe where there is only war with a singular objective: Make sure that the good guys win. But does 40k even have a good guy? Who cares! Bolter and Chainsword dude!

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?