When you are stuck between what is right and what is wrong, you have to pick a side, or die trying. The the noble Freljord, Ashe, the frost archer calls appon her allies to fight the evil, unforgiving ice witch, Lissandra, Will Ashe and her noble crew win this deadly battle against the evil forces or will she crumble to their power? But if a person from Lissandra's force requests to join Ashe and her crew will she say yes? Will she find love without meaning to? And will she survive to love him?

"In life, war. In death, peace. In life, shame. In death, atonement." These are the words that every man in the Death Korps of Kreig, serving under arms for the Emperor, recite before entering battle. Millions of soldiers, not born of mothers, but of mechanical wombs. Born solely to fight and die for the God-Emperor in order to atone for the sins of their rebellious ancestors. They are trained almost from birth to fight, kill, and die. Death in the name of the Emperor is the ultimate goal of each and every Kreig guardsman. Most do not even have names, only numbers. For Guardsman 598-675-73730-43-Theta, there is no exception. Until he and his regiment are sent to a strange new world called "Remnant". A new world that struck a deal with the leaders of the Imperium of Man, Technological secrets and power, in exchange for autonomy. Despite the agreement to exempt Remenant from most of the Imperiums laws and edicts, The Kingdom of Atlas fights on and Remnant remains a world under occupation by the Imperial Guard, and now, The Death Korps of Krieg. War goes on, the Bloodshed continues. And for one Kreigsman and Huntress in particular, their lives may never be the same again...

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

We were made at a time of chaos and war. We went by many names. War dogs, splices, and hybrids. The more technical term for our species was Recombinant, which relates back to Recombinant DNA, the scientific term for a combination of two pieces of DNA that are created artificially. We were made for war, but after that war ended we became symbols of barbaric entertainment. I was the first female splice and I will be the first splice to fight for my future and my life.

In many instances, the liberation of a single soul requires blood to be shed. And when there's an escaped Roman gladiator shedding that blood, it becomes a torrent. This is his story.

ONLY THE FIRST 9 CHAPTERS ARE AVAILABLE. ***** An enslaved champion in the bloodsport of battleboxing, Imalroc has fought for years to try and regain his freedom. But when his fighting contract passes into the hands of Rerdas Toriem, a disgraced noble guarding a dangerous secret, Imalroc finds himself grappling with feelings that both bewilder and upset him. The two men couldn't be more different, but to avoid a political noose, an enemy empire, and a mysterious disease that threatens to upturn everything they know, they must find a way to overcome their conflicting alliances in the hope of securing freedom, safety, and a chance at something more than friendship. [[word count: 200,000-250,000 words]]

Should one not do what one ought to do? Faith in the God-Emperor of Mankind, duty and responsibility fulfilled through service to his mighty Imperium, these are the principles of the orders of the Adepta Sororitas. The Sisters of Battle, the pious warrior women of the Ecclesiarchy and the Holy Inquisition. The Order of Divine Light is one such order. Among their ranks stands Rosetta. One troubled by the past and disturbed by the present is left with questions that must be answered. These questions lead her down a dark path and to a new beginning. The way is not a peaceful one. Upheaval and conflict plague the land. Wars erupt and people change. Rosetta treads a thin path between grace and damnation in search of her answers. Perhaps blissful ignorance is best. What should one do when what they ought to do is unknown even to them? This is a fanfiction set in the universe of Warhammer 40,000. Cover created by Helen Michaels.