"To each of us falls a task. And all the emperor requires of us Guardsmen is that we stand the line and we die fighting. It is what we do best. We die standing." - General Sturnn, 412th Cadian Shock Trooper Regiment. Cayden Ludwik was once a citizen of the hive world of Acheron IV. He, like millions of others, was a manufactorum worker, a small cog in a great machine, but soon he would be conscripted to the Astra Militarum. The Imperial Guard. Now, instead of hearing the roaring machines of the Omnissiah, he would hear the constant artillery bombardments of the enemies of mankind, instead of a warm bed within a decayed apartment block, he would have a dugout within his trench, the only warmth coming from his lasgun barrel, and when he stood upon his firestep, fixing his bayonet, ready to charge at the enemies of mankind. He knew he had his faith within the God-Emperor and a story to write within his journal. If he lives. Note: This is simply a fanfiction story. All rights go to Game Workshops and their properties.

(I'm writing this story because I've been playing a lot and I mean a lot of warhammer 2 so why not.) A child faunus was adopted by the rich Schnee family in hopes that he would calm the white fang to not attack the family business but the plan didn't work so Jaques took it out on him and Whitley joined him and he finally ran after years of abuse and what happens when he's found and brought to Beacon.

In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, the warriors of the machine god, the skitarii, battle to protect the planets of the Adeptus Mechanicus. DXXVI (526) is one of the many Skitarii who is battling to protect the world of Foyria from the claws of violent Xenos, Twisted Mutants, and Vile Heretics. A warhammer Fan-Novel. characters, locations, factions, icons, etc. are rightful products of Games Workshop.

It is the 41st Millennium and the Imperium of Man only knows war. Chaos threatens to topple it, aliens and Xenos come at it from all sides. There is only war. But for the group under control of Imperial Inquisitor Haydrax Ishamael Ignatio Jacobeam the Fourth, they face the true enemy of the Imperium: the forces of Chaos and the Heretics that follow the Ruinous powers. But after a stop at Tarsis Ultra brings them into a warzone spanning a planet, much like many more. But admist the ruins and desolation, one of their own remembers the horror that awaits in the planet. Desperate to break the deadlock on the planet, the newly formed group must fight alongside other Imperial forces, from the numerous Imperial Guard to the mighty Space Marines as they uncover the dark secrets of what is simply known as the "The Warfield" If you like the story, give me feedback in the comments, like the story and if you want, I give you the choice to put in your very own OC's to play around in the story. SEE YOU ON THE WAR FIELD!

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.

Aurick stared at the incomplete Warp portal. Its vortex had shifted from a wild red and purple maelstrom to a stable golden spiral. (Male OP OC x Star Wars Harem) He used his remaining arm to fire his laspistol to finish off the rest of the cultists. His Soldat brain told him to cling on until a Sanitäter arrived, but the warrior of heart knew that he would soon join the Gott-Kaiser's side. In hindsight, he should have known that this was to be his last campaign if the several million casualties were anything to go by. The Teutonische Stahlkorps 713th Panzerregiment was just one of a dozen formations that would need to be completely recreated. Aurick's musings were interrupted when he let out a silent scream of agony as something on the inside of his body gave way and pierced his heart. As his vision began to darken, a faint sound that seemed like a mix between a deep hum and a low Teutonisch choir reached his ruptured eardrums. Aurick craned his head to the brightening portal, its comforting light overpowering the approaching darkness. (Read the disclaimer!)

40k x Rwby

Warhammer 40k Rwby cross over

This is my first wattpad book. It's based on Warhammer 40k and the team of the Tyranids. Blood curdling screams, beasts and battles fill the pages of this book as the fight for power rages on between the Tyranids and their enemies.

Savrin and Jule are a team of Adpetus Arbites. Keeping law and order intact within the oppressive confines of the hive city is their duty. But when the planet's citizens begins to revolt against the Imperium, the two find themselves to be out of their depth, especially since these traitors have help from other factions in higher places. As symbols of Imperial rule and oppression, Savrin and Jule must fight to survive on a world that wants them dead. But what can two arbitrators hope to do against such incredible force? Will the Emperor watch over them, or has he left their world to its fate?