In the 41st millennium. There is only war. Due to unforeseen circumstances, the legendary Sub-Ordo Warp Conquerors are called to war along with many other Titan Ordos of the Leviathans in order to save the Mercaleko cluster from not only the forces of Chaos but the Imperium as well.

Content Warnings: graphic combat, wartime death, religious fanaticism, mild body horror (augmentics), apocalyptic themes. A song to accompany this story 'https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aj9f11FsVcY' Ten millennia after vanishing beyond the Halo stars, Althanes-one of the Emperor's earliest companions-returns to Sol and finds a nightmare made holy: Terra a tomb-world of pilgrims, Mars a forge of dogma, and the Golden Throne devouring a god to keep the galaxy lit. Hunted by Tech-Priests and watched by the Custodes, Althanes wages a quiet war of keys, codes, and courage to do the unthinkable-free the Emperor's intact mind from the Throne and invite Him to breathe again. As Titan legions stir and the Fabricator-General weighs doctrine against survival, the fate of the Imperium hangs on a single heresy: that machines should serve men, not faith. Hope is illegal. Salvation is treason. And dawn, if it comes, will demand a price. Status: Ongoing (Book I of "The Return of Althanes - A Warhammer 40,000 Chronicle") Canon Note: Canon-divergent AU set around Terra/Mars; respectful of tone, intentionally heretical in premise. Rights/Disclaimer: Non-monetized transformative fan work. Warhammer 40,000 and related terms © Games Workshop. No infringement intended.

It is the 41st Millennium. A loyalist company of the eighth legion during the Horus Heresy reappeared long after the first Warmaster's death. Now, they continue the Emperor's work by hunting and killing Chaos Lords. But the Imperium, blinded by faith, seeks their destruction too, seeing them just like their other traitorous brethren. Attacked by Chaos and Imperials alike, these Night Lords try to survive in the grim dark future where there is only war.

On the oceanic world of Sapesh the newest chapter in her violent history is playing out between the imperials and the ruinous powers Besieging the planet. The imperial forces - although - stretched thin, have held the line. Hive-islands that once housed millions of people are reduced to smoldering ruins. Thousands perish day by day. In the midst of the chaos, Ameli Kantarr joins the mauled remains of the 44th Sapeshi Infantry as they prepare for a new offensive meant to turn the tide of the war.

The year is M42. Roboute Guilliman's Indomitus crusade is in full force. Deep with in Segmentum Pacificus a tide of green flesh painted in deathskulls' blue are stirring, preparing to strike at the fifth most important drydock within the galactic sector. A system the Imperium of Man cannot lose, for the price of a system like this falling into xenos hands are better left to the imagination. Every man, woman and child will fight and work in order to stave of this invasion. While a small group of the Deathwatch Astartes has been sent to aid them. The Orks are not as dim as they seem though, so the fighting will be brutal and the collateral damage high but one thing stands above all. Gruefall cannot fall. Also it is my first ever writing project so be kind :).

​He was the only son of the Emperor who dared to call the Imperium a failure. ​Primarch Valerius was lost to the annals of history, a forgotten relic of the Great Crusade. Unlike his zealous brothers, Valerius was not ruled by faith or fury, but by one absolute law: The Doctrine of Necessary Utility. ​When the Sovereign Arbiter of Humanity's Survival returns, he finds the Imperium crippled by superstition, bureaucracy, and a war fought with obsolete doctrine. The revered Codex Astartes is merely a roadmap to failure, and the High Lords are worse than any Xenos threat. ​Valerius refuses to lead a rebellion. Instead, he begins a surgical, systematic crusade to prove that the only path to survival is absolute, ruthless efficiency. He builds the Aegis Imperium, unites the fragmented Space Marine Chapters under his cold, logical command, and forces Roboute Guilliman to yield to a new form of governance. ​His purpose is singular, and his final vow is the most dangerous of all: to gather forbidden relics, breach Holy Terra, and attempt the impossible-to restore his broken father on the Golden Throne. ​A Primarch's logic will either save humanity or shatter it forever. Experience the saga of the Primarch who broke every rule of the 41st Millennium to fulfill the Final Vow.

When a burning space hulk crashes onto a world, Lieutenant Kallus Dravik and his squad are sent to secure the wreck before others can claim it. Inside its twisted halls, they uncover relics of the Emperor's angels-and something far more sinister. As enemies close in, Dravik must choose between survival, duty, and a secret that could damn them all.

Book one in what I hope to be a series of short 40k horror/thriller story. Sasha is a commisar whos string of losses has led to her having a shaky career. Through all those trials and more to come; she comes to understand grief and regrets can make her stronger...but how far can one go before they finally break when chaos hungers for that which they cannot have

For Amissa Anima, the rain never stops. Chief Constable Garran Veynar discovers a murder too exact to be random and too risky to solve when he discovers a priest mutilated in the hive's gutters. Faith and the law clash as the Ecclesiarchy steps in, and something starts to stir in the middle of the chaos.