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.

Inspirada en la gran Herejía Dorniana de Aurelius Rex y la Herejía Roboutiana de Zahariel, aquí hay una línea de tiempo alternativa al universo de Warhammer 40000, donde ocurre un tipo de rebelion mientras Horus hacia de las suyas.

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!

Where an SI finds himself in the body of a Night Lord with one goal: Get the hell out of dodge.

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

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.

On the Planet Sierra Segundus, the destruction of Cadia and the Warp Storm that follows forces every citizens from highest Lord to smallest underworlder to make difficult decisions. The imperial order is dying, but maybe something better can come from this rotting corpse?

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

Marcus, an Imperial officer captured by Drukhari on the planet of Arina, is forced into a life of combat in the gladiator pits of Commorragh. To survive this nightmarish reality, he is forced to ally with Xenos, including Thalindra, an Eldari Farseer. He quickly finds himself pushed to the limit by a Succubus who wishes for nothing more than to see him suffer...

this is my first fanfiction and feedback would be appreciated. Over 60 million years ago Humanity was dragged into the war in heaven kicking and screaming until they could no longer kick and scream. now the gods of humanity have unified in an attempt to bring about the fall of the bloated corpse that is the Eldar domain however many threats are yet unseen.

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.

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.

FEEDBACK WANTED!: Join the ranks of the Spite Crusade, home to ancient relics of the Black Templars. Learn of the Spiteful, the machinations of their Crusade, and the horrors that lay within the Pale Spiral.

Cici's life was simple in the Imperial Guards. She was just supposed to snipe targets and scout for her squad. It was boring but she liked it that way. She was living the easy life but the Emperor had a habit of tossing challenges at his finest soldier by having her fight with a Krieger who treats life like a game. Take this seriously damn it!

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)

Hear the hidden tale of how one of the bravest and most noble chapters of the Cursed Founding was wrongfully condemned and sentenced to slaughter. Come witness the unbreakable spirit of the Flame Falcons, proud and steadfast Sons of Arwyn Clay. See the disconnect of brotherhood and kinship displayed by the Knights of Titan towards their cousin chapters.

A growing collection of 40k flash-fiction dedicated to the Lamenters Space Marine Chapter. Each chapter is a stand-alone story featuring different Lamenters in different situations spanning throughout their Chapter's tumultuous history. Enjoy

A boy in search of his parents

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?

Exploring the lives of women in a forge world of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

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 …

At Coheria, Eldrad Ulthuan's ritual lies in ruin. At the Galactic ridge, repeated Harlequin ambushes have rendered The Silent King prey to the Tyranids. At Macragge, Mortarion kills Guilliman. At last, three Kings with three different visions of monumental hubris are forced to watch as foolish schemes spanning millennium are crashing down all around them. Now all is death.

Across the face of the Old World, stories began and ended, songs were penned in quiet inns and Great Epics were given their first embellishments. The Old World lived and breathed on the uncountable stories of its varied people, and it was less a matter of 'if' rather than 'when' the winds of fate would shift again.

In the 42nd Millennium, there is only war. In the Hive World of Twilight where the promise of technology and understanding still remains but the corrupted and rotten bureaucracy in its place is threatening to destroy all of it slowly but surely. And when the threshold has finally been broken, it will take only a spark to burn all of it down. And there will be retribution...

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.