The Old One have returned and the galaxy trembles before them. Fear them for they have come for the day of reckoning. All shall know of their name, all shall bow before... Kermit

In the grim darkness of the Koronus Expanse, beyond the borders of the Imperium, is the realm of Rogue Traders. This is the novelisation of the eponymous game, where a former Commissar has been called to take up the mantle of the von Valancius dynasty. Despite the stain of past shame, she must uncover the mysteries sowed by her predecessor, the enigmatical Theodora, and face Chaos.

Based off of the AU from r/Grimdank and r/PrimarchGF, the Detective awakes on the Alpha not long before the Alpha Legion moves on the Sol System.

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.

There is a mercenary company roaming the land. An entire legion of sellswords, but they don't ask for coin, typically. No, they ask for knowledge of events, even if only in the form of rumours, they ask for raw materials, and they ask for use of facilities with which to work those materials. In that order of preference. They are armed. They are professional. They are... lizardmen?

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.

It is the 30th millennium. Five-thousand years ago, mankind fell into darkness. The Emperor created thirteen sons and thirteen daughters, great warlords to drag mankind out of Old Night. But mighty alien empires contend against him, worst of all the dreadful Rangdan and the Orks of Ullanor; and in the shadows of the galaxy the Chaos Gods plot the ruin of the Emperor's dream…

Inspired by Zahariel's Roboutian Heresy and Aurelius Rex's Dornian Heresy, the Ferrusian Heresy details Ferrus Manus' ascension to Warmaster and his heresy, leading half of the Emperor's sons against their father.

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

4 hombres abandonados por aquellos en quienes confiaron, exiliados de sus planetas y dimensiones Issei jaune gray kaminari se suponía que sus historias terminaron en sus mundos, que equivocados estaban el emperador de la humanidad, sabía que había males que incluso el solo no podía combatir antes de la creación del imperium, de la rebelión de las máquinas ellos llegaron

Pyotr Kravis of the VIIIth Legion has a penchant for cheating death and making enemies. Thus, when an old rival rears his head and forces Pyotr's warband on the run, he must find a solution to save his brothers from annihilation. All the while, a corruption seeps further into his soul, driving him nearer and nearer to Chaos.

In the grim darkness of the far future... Space Marines will get up to shenanigans.

Roger Wessyng, a simple Guardsman in the ongoing Haikk crusade, finds himself thrust into the conspiracies and plots of his noble superiors and commander, the Lord Prince Edmund. Thrown between the Imperial Guard and their mysterious Eldar allies, he attempts to survive and handle his new charges, especially a Ranger who takes a peculiar interest in him...

What happens when Orc Weirdboy has his body replaced with a cybernetic one made of Necrodermis and has his mind melded with a bloodthirsty AI that has been drifting in and out of the Warp for tens of thousands of years? The answer: A WAAAAAGH like none the galaxy has ever seen. Also the answer: A damn good time. GIVE EM SOME BOOT LEATHER BOYZ!

La vida de los huérfanos del imperio no es tan mala, o bueno simplemente es un tanto complicado mantenerse vivo y sobrevivir lo suficientemente asta crecer y sobre todo tener una apariencia normal como cualquier niño en el imperio. Pero no para nuestro protagonista de 10 años de cabello albino y ojos rojizos. De una Banda de Guerra Nightlords.

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.

A soul from our world is called upon to help a dying Galaxy, Gamer SI-OC into Warhammer 40k,

In the grim future of the 41st millennium, the galaxy knows only war. As both Chaos and Tyranids' threats intensify, countless worlds are destined to fall. Simultaneously, the once galaxies rulers - Eldars, are crumbling, weakened by their own low population, division, and consequences of their own past sins. The Imperium still vigilantly stands. However, its armies are dwindling.

Isha escaped the Fall and Slaanesh, turning to the dubious aid of the Emperor of Mankind for protection. But as it turns out, escaping may have been the easy part...(Adopted From Ashynarr)

One an elite Catachan trooper in the Imperial Guard, Ash Spitzam found his true destiny. In a flash of golden flame that consumed an entire world, his soul was awoken. An ever-faithful servant of the Golden Throne, he suddenly finds himself standing before it as the Avatar of the Emperor, the end product of one of the Emperor’s final plans. He awakens as Lord Eversight.

Nurdzod is the weakest ork in Splintershack, perhaps even the entire Big Grey. He has a plan, though, and that is to find Chugchop the Freebooter, the only lad that's not native to the world. Will he and his wonky grot Bugsack manage to reach for the stars, or will they succumb to the mysterious planet-wide affliction that's waking up after centuries of slumber?

Humanity is on a path that repeats an endless cycle of war and suffering, many forces both within the Imperium and beyond conspire every day to ensure that it remains on that path. It's too bad for those forces that sometimes edge case scenarios happen outside their plans, this story is about one such edge case.

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.

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!

Based off of the AU from r/Grimdank and r/PrimarchGF Little Light and Aurelia encounter a familiar face on their feudal world