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On the industrial Hive World of Tarsis Magna, a young noblewoman of House Haldane forsakes a life of privilege to serve in the Imperial Guard. Determined to bring honour to her family, she embarks on a path of duty and war—but is this the bold pursuit of glory or a reckless folly that will lead to her downfall?

The story of a Rouge Trader, his rise and the voyages through the stars in search of adventure and profit.

На просторах Старого света достаточно личностей, одна лишь воля которых влияет на мир вокруг. Под чьими стягами собираются бесчисленные полчища единомышленников, чьи подвиги записаны в летописях или передаются из уст в уста как легенды, заставляя врагов вжимать головы в собственные тела. Однако, что если я поведаю вам историю о маленькой группе существ, чья изначальная слабость на

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!

The Galaxy of Warhammer 40k is scary and dangerous even as a member of human nobility. Good thing that his family had a Rogue Trader Charter. His siblings could have everything while he gets to be as far away as possible and be free to do whatever he wants! It's the perfect plan. What could possibly go wrong?

Guardsman Jorik Varn finds himself reassigned to a small logistics squad delivering supplies to the frontlines. His new assignment takes a bizarre turn when he discovers an Eldar Witch sitting on top of the venicle, and his new squad being resigned to her presence.

An alcoholic scientist wanders into the Imperial Palace on Terra. The rest is history. One-shot.

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…

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?

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.

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 Storm Heralds are thrust into deadly danger when their enemies unite to destroy them. Cut off and alone Captain Toran must test his ship and crew to the limits in order to find a way to survive. This Story is a sequel to my previous story Crux Lapis.

Defeat looms. Defeat is so close it threatens to not just overwhelm Throne Agent Attelus but also his allies. Attelus is captured by his villainous father Serghar Kaltos, helpless, his spine shattered and kidnapped for the machinations of their nemesis. A once trusted ally has betrayed them, selling them out to the servants of Nurgle. Can Attelus and the others even survive?

This is a one-shot inspired by the web comics of a Kriegsman and Battle Sister.

Calrion, a young eldar flees his home in anger and shame after the cracks in his family deepen. The serene life of a craftworld is replaced by the ever-hungry world of humans and the rest of a broken galaxy.

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

A story about an Eldar prince that tries to save as much of his people as possible before chaos comes around and ruins everyone's day.

PDF focused techno-thriller style story. A surprisingly well organized Planetary Defense Force attempts to contain and eliminate a mysterious insurgency on the manufacturing world of Guryor II. As time passes, the situation only grows more dire. Is there any hope for the brave soldiers of the Emperor?

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.

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.

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...

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.

Nimrod of Babel has certain objections to how the galaxy is run, so he becomes the Eleventh Primarch. Very briefly. (Warhammer Fantasy / 40K Fusion)

There is one thing the Emperor can't provide. A thing He knows is so human He can't possibly allow it to escape the grasp of His tools. So He'll make the only one who dared claim to be His peer give what He won't to the Primarchs. Let him be the parent only some have known. And share the love he has for all of humanity. Might that be enough to stop the drums of war from rumbling.