Born from shadow and blood the Smoke Jaguars stalk the dark places of the galaxy in their hunt for murderous traitors and those who prey on the weak and innocent. Torn between the twin calls of justice and vengeance that seethe in their blood these elusive warriors walk a path that could well lead to their damnation. These are the Legends of the Smoke Jaguars. Art by Judd Abinuman

On the world of Trinada II, a Cadian Tank Commander is faced by a dangerous and pragmatic foe, one he is forced to contend with while dealing with a dysfunctional crew and the phantoms of his past. In a brutal war of attrition, he will be forced to fight to keep not only his crew together but also his mind.

A story of the Van Zandt 2nd Light Infantry and their triumphs in the war against the Archenemy. Inspired by Guant's Ghosts, the Ciaphas Cain novels, and a home-brew campaign. Contains descriptions of Violence.

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)

I am, but a soul among many. I am but one pebble in an avalanche. A drop of blood in a flood. My life meaningless. I am but a man among many, and I will hold the line. Can I win ? Can I survive ? Can I at least do something ? No. But is it a reason not to try ? For in the dark grimness of the far future, there is only war. Disclaimer this book contains genderbend and other fanfict

Continuing the story, we are going into the events before the final battle in the Pariah Nexus. A trilogy of sorts, I hope you enjoy it!

Psody a grandi et son aventure continue ! Avec sa famille et ses amis, il tâche de faire vivre au mieux le Royaume des Rats, où Humains et Skavens peuvent vivre ensemble.

Psody grew up, and his adventure continues! With his friends and family, he must now manage a whole kingdom where Skaven and Humans can live together.

The Eternal War between Chaos and Aeldari gods has ended. Gone is the mighty Aeldari Empire, and the Warp now belongs to the Ruinous Powers of madness, violence, decadence, and despair. Isha, Goddess of Life, has escaped Nurgle's capture, but in a universe filled with unspeakable horrors, unknowable aliens, and uncaring followers the path ahead is overshadowed with grim darkness.

A starving artist is swept away from her home in New Jersey to the grim darkness of the far future. She embarks on a quest with her new friends to discover the secrets of the Warp itself so that she may return home. A Chaos-saturated take on the Wizard of Oz, and an epic "weak to strong" tale as a possible new God-Empress navigates her uncertain future.

The Imperium ripped asunder following the Disspoiler's 13th Black Crusade, and many worlds have been left isolated from the Warp storms spawned by The Great Rift. In spite of the grand actors performing their plays on the galactic stage, the story of a mare mortal on a backwater frontier, with a script, is thrust into her life. She wonders who lies and who can be trusted.

A small Force of Imperial Guardsmen are sent to ascertain why a Mechanicus mining installation has gone silent. While plying the depths of the vast complex they find horrors beyond counting, and must fight harder than ever before to escape.

The year was 2173. Isis and her siblings were sent by their father, the leading officer of defense, to investigate an unknown vessel that entered the system. Now a mission incomplete, an anomaly, a sister lost, Isis and her brothers separated. In another time, can she find her family? A way back? Or carve a new path? My first fanfic, rated M to be safe.

Born in the Cursed Founding, the women of the Astral Amazons struggle to defend the Imperium in the face of the Great Rift.

This story is set in the year 813.M30, 30813 A.D., and is about a guardsmen with a secret that gets out. With out further ado let the story unfold.

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.

Nurgle tiene una forma muy peculiar de mostrar su amor por Isha pero ella aún así no le rechaza aún si no corresponde a sus sentimientos. Ship: Nurgle x Isha

This story is essentially a retelling of the Imperial Campaign of Battlefleet Gothic: Armada 2, but even crazier. Featuring a large cast of characters from other franchises, loads of lore-breaking heresy, and even crazier battles than in the game, this is the perfect alternate version of the Imperial Campaign, but with excessive amounts of extra spice and heresy.

Battlefleet Scolaris, a proud battlefleet of the Imperium of Man is separated into pieces en route to the Planet of Orallia-V during Robute Guiliman's crusade against Hivefleet Leviathan in early M42. Arriving at an unknown system and coming to a habitable, Terra-like world, the Lord Admiral decides to launch a crusade to conquer it in the name of the Emperor.

During the events of the Horus heresy the mother of the primarchs Erda was killed by the word bearer Erebus... or was she? join me in this AU where Erda redirects the damage from Erebus's knife onto a single one of her forms which still puts her out of comission for 5 thousand years. after hiding for another 5000 she comes out of hiding to reclaim her lost sons at his allowance.

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.

Ciaphas Cain just intended to spend time partying with the local elite to make his lifetime posting managing a bunch of PDF on a backwater world like Slawkenberg more comfortable. Now his face is on the flag of rebellion across the system, he has an enamoured Daemon Princess stalking him from the Warp, and the lunatics are looking to HIM for leadership …

Roughly 20 years after Women of the Night Lords, Octavia the Slaaneshi slave is now an ageless grandmother and still owned by her slave-owner Wendy Sevenson. With the kids grown up and the nest empty, Octavia has returned exclusively to her role as a tickle slave, and has her own personal grimdark adventures as a Slaaneshi sex and torture slave (A serious story but also a lemon).

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?

A reincarnated woman finds herself in a unique situation that could possibly change the course of history after cashing in a favor from the Trickster God, but there are consequences to changing history. Including the emergence of characters that were not originally cannon. Say goodbye to the 4th wall, cause it’s gone now.