Twenty five years of war led to the race of the Anthros taking over the planet, leaving the last bastion of humans alive to continue, while still being hunted. Chris, a young sniper, finds himself on an unlikely journey through this new world dominated by beasts. [THIS STORY AND ALL CHARACTERS ARE NOT OWNED BY ME. THIS IS A REPUBLISHED COPY OF THE ORIGINAL BOOK OWNED BY GhillieCamo. I AM PUTTING THIS BOOK BACK ON THE PLATFORM DUE TO THE 'GUIDELINE' VIOLATIONS THE ORIGINAL VIOLATED. I DO NOT TAKE ANY OWNERSHIP FOR THIS BOOK AND THEREFORE WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY AND ALL PRAISE FOR THIS BOOK]

what happend if Eradicator MK1 got explodes before he escape and transported in another world where huge aircraft as female (cover art is not mine but from silkswitch in deviantart go check him out, his art is awesome) i do not own any of the picture and the TDX is belong to JOHN ROBLOX got this idea when i wanna do something btw this is my first story so pls no hate :)

"I've been for who knows how long...My Mother....my sisters....I've begin to feel lonely here on this planet in the eye of terror everyone in my legion is Gone it's just me on this lifeless planet..." The Primarch of the Golden Retriever's, Mostly known Y/n Augustes Germanicus is the Youngest out of all the 20 Primarchs of the Empress of Mankind. His Tale as a Primarch was mostly shrouded in mystery until the years of the 41st millennium began as his Crusade went horrible wrong as they journeyed into the Eye of Terror. there Emperor Class Battleship the Indomitable Dawn suffered engine and structural failure as he destroyed the ship due to daemon primarch breaching and attacking the vessel he decided to blow it up as half the ship was split in half crashing on Beliel IV. Extremly injured and highly alone on a waste land of a planet, he won't if he'll make it home..

The humans of Pyrrhia have been barely hanging on in their fight for survival for millennia. They have lived for generations under the talons of dragons, and are none too happy about it. A transatlantic supply convoy from late 1942 has found itself no longer in the grim waters of the North Atlantic, but in a strange new world entirely. The Allies will have to learn to navigate this strange new world. They must learn the strange ways of a strange people. As well as about a completely new- and uncanny- race of beings. The humans will have to learn the ways of an alien industry, technology, and way-of-life. The SeaWings are losing in the War of SandWing Succession. They're backed into a corner, and are potentially open to options normally considered unthinkable...

The year is 2043. The future. Or more accurately; the time of war. Humanity is at war with Anthros - the United Federation - under the charges that the UF infiltrated multiple 'human' nations and detonated their nuclear warheads, utterly ruining their stability. A small team of U.S. Marines have taken a helicopter after being cut off from the rest of the Remnant Army, and are trying to get back over the frontlines: Out of recently-occupied enemy territory, when their luck runs dry. [NO LEMONS, SOME DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, GORE, RAPE, AND MORE, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE ANY OF THESE THINGS]

A Gate Appeared in Macragge and the sandera have foolishly attack the Ultramarine legion's homeworld and soon they will learn they mess with the wrong People

After traveling through various lands, the Ashen One finally returned to the First Flame, not to rekindle it again, but to let it die, hoping to free the people of future ages of the Undead Curse, after returning to the Firelink Shrine the Ashen One falls to a deep slumber. Ages pass and the Ashen One awakens in a new land where men no longer lust for souls, should he be happy about it? When he discovers what men are after now he doesn't think so. I would say rated M this story, cause you know...Kuroinu. I do not own Dark Souls nor Kuroinu, they belong to their respective owners.

WARNING: This is a continuating of my first book, The fall of Reach. After escaping Reach, Noble team, or at least, what's left of it, will have to fight the Covenant inside Halo. This time though, a legendary soldier will be alongside them.

A lone pilot is thrown into another world with different laws except for one. War. Experience multiple fronts throughout the world in this struggle for victory against oppressors and terrorists. Will our pilot succeed or die trying? This is a titanfall fanfiction. Art belongs to their original creators or made by ai.

A soldier from the grim dark of the 41st Millennium dies in servitude to his god, The Emperor of Mankind. His life was forfeit from his birth, as the words of his people still ring true to him. In life, War. In death, Peace. In life, Shame. In death, Atonement.