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

¿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.

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.

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…

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...

Sir Roger Wessyng, knight of Anglerre, raised from the ranks after serving his Lord Prince Edmund, finds himself dragged into a secret war that threatens not only the hard fought security of the Haikk system, but the very Ecclesiarchy itself. Facing enemies on all sides, even his own, he is in the fight of his life to save himself, his unit, and the Xenos woman he loves...

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

History is written by victors… and yet, even they can remain oblivious to the role they play in a greater spectacle. The following text contains heresy - or maybe its contents are true, untouched by propaganda of the Imperium of Man? Dare to read it and decide for yourself. Cross-posted on spacebattles, where formatting allows me to add links whenever I refer more obscure lore...

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.

A Warhammer fan found himself reincarnated into Barbarus at the Warhammer 30K universe, around a few years before the Emperor arrived at Barbarus to find his son

- This work was inspired by the Roboutian Heresy, by Zahariel. It describes an alternate universe for Warhammer 40000, where Sanguinius was the one to lead nine Space Marine Legions in rebellion against the Emperor. So, you can also call it The Sanguinary Heresy. :) - Traitors: I, III, IV, V, IX, XIII, XIV, XVII, XIX. - Loyalists: VI, VII, VIII, X, XII, XV, XVI, XVIII, XX.

Something has ascended and sent forth a wave of golden energy that stabilizes the warp. There are "bends" in some rogue elements for the sake of peace, to vary degrees of success. Left to their own devices, the forces of the galaxy are on their own to carve whatever future comes next. In the not so grim dark far, far future, there is only insanity!

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.

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

The Istvaan III Atrocity is a footnote in Imperial history. Despite the sacrifice and loyalty of the Betrayed, despite the crippling casualties the Traitor Legions suffered at the onset of Horus Heresy, they are largely forgotten, with no one left to tell the tale. What if there were more survivors? What if they managed to get away from Istvaan to plot revenge? This is their story.

These are the adventures of a young dark elf noble as she seeks fame, fortune, and glory across the world. Leaving Naggaroth and her family behind Raveres quickly learns that she'll have to toughen up if she wants to succeed. Rated M for content and general themes. Read and review, thank you! More descriptive summary and preface in the first chapter.

A cohort of Adeptus Mechanicus Explorators straying outside of Imperium space have picked up on possible Archeotech on an Exodite planet. Unknown to anyone, be it a lone Ynnari agent, the cohort's shadowy Magos Dominus, his trusted Skitarii Marshall, or one of the few surviving Exodite defenders this puts all of them on a collision course with secrets best left buried by time.

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?

An Ultramarines Commander reacts to save a defenseless Eldar world from Dark Eldar raiders. Little does he know that this sparks of a chain reaction that makes some very unusual alliances that is unheard of. Chapter 12 up!

Abel Holt had seen death before in the Adeptus Arbites, but never like this. The body in the chair seemed to watch him. It was never good news when the upper hive called.

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.

He's a clone, that is his making. He was betrayed, he was sold as a piece of art, like the arts that he so adored to the Collector. Now he's out and he has a chance to write his own destiny. He will make do his oaths and he would be what the original Fulgrim had never the chance to be, the Phoenician and he would write his own story.

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.

Tras milenios en el trono dorado una oportunidad se presenta para aquel en Terra. Un trato es propuesto y la Administradora acepta. Trayendo a un hombre del milenio 3 junto a un particular sistema de miniaturas e invocaciones tendrá que aventurarse en la fría y oscura galaxia del año 40k, sin embargo, no lo hará solo.

FEEDBACK WANTED!: Join the ranks of the Spite Crusade, a relentless warband of Black Templars led by the enigmatic Spitewielder. As they march into the Pale Spiral, an ancient and forgotten realm at the galaxy's edge, eldritch secrets from ages passed reveal themselves. Witness the tumultuous history of Spite, and those that wield it.