In The Grim Darkness of the Far Future. In the Holy land of Terra, an unknown Gate has been placed, connecting the realms of two locations. Untouched by industrials, nor touched by the realm of the Chaos Gods. The Imperium has crossed the portal to a land similar of old Terra.

This story speak's about Death Korps of krieg, Imperial fists and iron hands defending themselfs against tyranid swarms. Its my fist book and my english is how it is so i Hope you will still enjoy my book and my vision.

"A Space Marine chapter of the 'Ultima Founding', these loyal sons will fight, not in the name of the just 'The Emperor', but in the name of the people of the 'Imperium of Man'." A homebrew Space Marine chapter created by me Warhammer 40K by Games Workshop

As the Clone Wars ravage the galaxy a massive rift appears and sends a new and deadlier opponent. Can the forces of the Republic and Confederacy succeed in defeating this new foe or would the require divine intervention.

A space marine name Carlos Aurelius belonging to the Ultramarines Chapter, an Astartes who is favourable by all the daughters of the Empress, the Primarchs. He is the one who united the sisters as one and treat each other as equals and family. In turn they treat him as their own little brother. But soon it changes when the Empress suddenly declared Carlos to be banished from the Imperium for eternity for reasons were unknown. Outrage by the Empress declaration, the Primarchs demanded reasons but Brother Carlos accepted it in which caused the Primarchs to be bitter. There he was escorted out of the Imperium by the Adeptus Custodes before giving a last fare well to the Primarchs. However all turns to worst as he was assaulted by warp spawns from the immaterium, heavily injured and battered armour he makes a last stand against the demonic beings until he found himself in a different universe, will Carlos able to return one day to the Imperium or travel through the multiverse seeking adventure and friends along the way. A/N: I don't own anything.......

Jaune wanted nothing more than to become a huntsman but when it is revealed that his transcripts are falsified, most students turned their back to him some tried to kill him in combat class even his friends turned their back on him and his father disowned him. eventually, he left Beacon and held off the Grimm that were attacking a village he was about to die when he was transported to a strange world, were he was conscripted in the imperial guard where he would serve for ninety years. now he is known as lord commander Jaune Arc of the 224th Kerkrader regiment the unbroken.

A Warhammer 40k fanfic. When the Dark Eldar of the Lords of Iron Kabal made a dreadful pact with The Prophets of Flesh Covens, the Forge World Katos becomes a feasting ground for slave raids. But when the Dark Eldar launch a massive assault, larger than ever before, Archmagos Lupa puts his foot down. Using his own Skitarii armies, war engines and the strength of the titan legions, he must try to stop the foul trade of the Dark Eldar. (So this is basicly an experiment, new parts come out whenever. I am trying to keep it as true to the lore as possible so if you see any mistakes please let me know)

We all know the story. The Men of Iron rebel, humanity degrades into barbarism during the Age of Strife, Slaanesh is born through the depravity of the Aeldari Empire, the Imperium rises and falls and the galaxy burns in strife and bloodshed. But what if that which was ordained never came to pass? What if the Cybernetic Rebellion never happened? Can humanity defy the dark fate written in the stars with blood and sin? The Golden Age of Humanity of the 25th Millennium VS The Dark and Brutal Future of the 42nd Millennium. Fanfic Created by: Naranka Link of History: https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&opi=89978449&url=https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-light-not-extinguished-40k-daot-what-if-fic.939626/page-9&ved=2ahUKEwjgjP_hkNmHAxW1CrkGHcnODqsQFnoECBUQAQ&usg=AOvVaw2vxgHHtUX5s9ar-sObm6IZ

In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war. After facing a victory born out of tragedy and loss, this lone guardsman who was revered and recognized by his peers as a hero who saved them from the daemonic forces and lived to tell the tale though he didn't see himself that way. Losing a loved one amidst a great war certainly brought this man to near insanity. However, he was handpicked by a famed and kind Inquisitor and would be granted a chance of seeking redemption. But to seek his former honor, he would tread through one of his most gruesome and horrifying missions yet. No one would dare to challenge this untold horrors until now. (Note: I do not own the Warhammer 40k franchise as it belongs to Games Workshop. All the elements of this story are Fanfiction and are mine alone. I do apologize if my lore accuracy to the source material is sub par or not within expectation.)

In the depths of the grim darkness that shrouds the 41st millennium, the Astartes stand steadfast as the stalwart defenders of humanity. With hearts as cold as the void, these unyielding warriors wield the Emperor's fury as their own, crushing all who would dare threaten the Imperium. Yet, one such champion of humanity has been wrenched from his own time and space, finding himself cast into a realm beyond even his imagining. Here, in a world where twisted psykers roam free, the Astartes must confront a reality that defies all he has ever known. Accustomed to a life of war and destruction, how will this embodiment of humanity's wrath react to a world where mortal men live among the very creatures he has been bred to destroy?