Commissar Stories

War always stays the same.

A Warhammer fanfic. The commissar looked out the window, one girl had broken his heart jet he didn't wanted to admit it. He would make her his. while she looked lonely out the window, why wouldn't she just meet the right one. it's a try on Warhammer lovstory

It is the duty of all Commissars to keep records of the events and happenings involving the actions of his men and the state of his purge on heresy. I CommissarVeltez, a proud and dignified servant of the Emperor will follow this procedure to the letter. I have made a staple point here in my log to make note of when me and a small squadron of guardsmen were transported and trapped in this twist heretical plane somewhere inside the warp.

The Mordian Iron Guard are introduced to the grim truth of war as they fight for the Emperor, the Imperium, and for their homeworld.

"You didn’t listen! His throat becomes pierced by an arrow. He falls dead upon the ground." Mysterious deaths threaten the city of Visby. The murders are new but the methods hundreds of years old. In the hunt for the killer, the policeofficer Valdemar takes help from medieval expert Ylva and her assistant Ernesto. The three are thrown into a perilous, exciting and uncertain quest to find the killer that is terrorizing the city.

Katyusha was your average young woman in Russia, that was until June 22 when the Blitzkrieg of Russia began. Her town became war-torn and wanting to fight; she picked up arms with her grandfather's rifle. Driven by revenge and hatred towards the Wehrmacht forces, her legacy and wraith were brought forth in its fullest. The first female sniper ever to join the Russian ranks, she quickly became feared on the front as she earned her nickname, 'Die Jägerin.' This was her war, and her stories about survival, betrayal, and her brothers in arms that have fallen in the bloodiest, most desperate battles of WWII leading up to Berlin.

A Whole Platoon Of Cadians are deployed to the planet Olympia When the Tau Invade,But The Tau Don't Know One Thing....

It is the duty of a commissar to ensure that the line holds for they are the spine of the Astra Militarum. Some might even say that a commissar is more feared than the actual enemy. But how am I supposed to fucking survive this?

I am Commissar Sylas Blackthorne of the God-Emperor's Astra Militarum. Forged at the Hades IV Schola Progenium. Survivor of Drukhari raids and an Ork Waaagh!. Now I have been assigned to the 101st Krieg Siege Regiment on Varnhold, on the outer edges of Segmentum Solar, after my predecessor was killed in a surprise airburst artillery bombardment in Hive Gamma. This is one of my stories. Disclaimer: This work is an unofficial, transformative fan creation and is produced for non-commercial entertainment purposes only. Games Workshop, Black Library, Warhammer, and all associated characters, settings, names, logos, and trademarks are the exclusive property of their respective owners. No claim of ownership is made, and no affiliation, sponsorship, endorsement, or approval by Games Workshop, Black Library, or any related rights holder is implied or intended. All rights not expressly granted are reserved by the respective copyright and trademark holders.

Sebastian Yarrick finds himself in an unusual situation as regards his relationship with the Greenskins