I just wanted to go home. I hadn't even made it to my truck before, in the blink of an eye, I'm not where I'm supposed to be, and some crazy dude with a third arm is swinging an axe at my face. (A 40k SI following the adventures of Caiaphas Cain and Amberley Vail. Mixture of crack and plot) SB and AO3 Crosspost!

When the Emperor created the Primarchs. The chaos gods, fearful of these future threats, Scattered them around the galaxy. Gradually, one by one, they were found. But not all came back into the imperial fold, there was still a son to be found. In this grimdark millennia, the last of the twenty is brought back to Humanity. The Pale Lord of Barbarus, Mortarion, the last Primarch.

Several years of victories have propelled Marsh Silas and the men of Bloody Platoon into stardom. However, as distress calls of rampaging Orks from Segmentum Pacificus spread, he must wrangle and coordinate a rabble of new recruits to prove comradeship can cross racial boundaries. However, far away, another seeker must contend with her own band of new arrivals and disparate forces.

As the Dark Crusade consumes the planet Kronus, seven factions clash for supremacy. Only one will prevail. This story recounts key moments from this bloody struggle. Based on the classic Dawn of War games.

A man is thrust into the warhammer 40k universe as one of his characters, proclaimed by the techpriests as the omnissiah, Not knowing much about the lore and universe... time to caiphis cain this shit.

Inquisitor, before you judge me, walk with me through the shadows of my past. I am Aurora, born in the dank, treacherous depths of the underhive. My story is one of faith and fire, of broken innocence and unyielding spirit. This is the beginning, the first part of my archive, my confession, a tale that will span decades and test the very fabric of my soul.

The Era Indomitus, the Time of Endings. The Light of the Emperor dims and the Imperium is cut into two by the Great Rift. It is a time of darkness where daemons and traitor forces invade both Imperium Sanctus and Imperium Nihilus. While the Warp creates such great horrors. Sometimes it also brings something of Light; and no one is brighter than the noblest of all the Emperor's sons

"The Emperor's eyes are upon you... What do you have to fear?" Abandoned on a battlefield crawling with enemies, a broken squad of Guardsmen must complete their final mission—or be lost to the Emperor's light forever.

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).

A champion of the Skaven and an Imperial mercenary are drawn to a resurgence of power in the land of the Tomb Kings. Can they find common ground, or will their duty to their people drive a wedge between them? (F!Skaven x M!Human)

The gods are cruel, and we are their playthings. A regular dude who might know to much or not much at all gets thrown into the Great Crusade, into the heart of the 8th Legion. Death may be nothing to Vindication, but i will make sure that death will not happen in the first place.

An alternative Heresy, but not in the way many have done before. Horus slain, the consequences grave. A New Warmaster chosen. All of the Emperor's sons walk new paths, although some echo what would have been. Eight will defy their Father, willingly or not. The galaxy shall burn.

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.

Troop transports gather in Eufrates II's orbit, as the invasion of the fallen Forge World is about to begin. A war council has been summoned: the strategies devised will decide the fate of the upcoming battles. But first, the Rogue Trader and his retinue must overcome a predicament: how do you address a Space Marine, if you have never met one of them in person?

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.

Say it with me now, WE HAVE A FUCKING PROBLEM. THE TYRANOMARINES HAVE ARRIVE LED BY BROODARCH STAR EATER. The Hive Mind made a mistake, its greatest creation is off the leash and now, everyone will suffer. EVERYONE!

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

Durante las Cruzadas, un grupo herético de Templarios se atrevió a desafiar al Todopoderoso y, dejando de lado sus votos sagrados, desataron las fuerzas del Infierno sobre la Tierra. Más de 800 años después, en el Año de Nuestro Señor 1914, esta guerra brutal y despiadada entre las fuerzas del Cielo y el Infierno continúa.

When confronted with the grim darkness of the far future, the Emperor chooses to mold twenty new sons and build twenty new legions. From this one action the past, present, and future are changed forever. New powers shall rise and new destinies forged!

A High Elf princess is defeated and captured by you, a bloodthirsty champion of Khorne, the Blood God. But this champion is no mindless berserker and he has plans for his new royal captive. (No smut or romance, somewhat dark, this is warhammer after all ;)

¿Qué puede hacer un simple humano en una guerra entre dioses? ¿Puede la voluntad de un mortal modificar el destino de esta galaxia en eterna guerra? O al menos... ¿Será capaz de influir sobre este? Harrus era un simple hombre. Pero un hombre que no dudó en lanzarse a una guerra en la cual era uno más entre miles de millones y batallas por lo que consideraba correcto.

An overview of the history and current bearing of the nine Fallen Legions that turned against the Emperor in the 31st Millennium under the Warmaster Horus to embrace the Ruinous Powers and wage war upon the Imperium, as well as including a brief account of all thirteen Black Crusades launched from the Great Eye thus far by Ezykle Abaddon, Master of the Black Legion and Warmaster of

During the Crusades a heretical band of Templars dared defy the Almighty and, casting aside their sacred vows, unleashed the forces of Hell upon the Earth. Over 800 years later, in the Year of Our Lord 1914, this brutal, merciless war between the forces of Heaven and Hell rages on.

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!

"...and no man looked to Him then, save those that serve that which they hate, who smile upon their misfortune, and who bear no love save for the damned. At such times as a warrior's heart turns to Him, all Gods of Chaos grow fearful, and the laughter of the Outcast God fills the tomb of space..." SI/OC