Imperialguard Stories

Most Inquisitors rule with cold efficiency, viewing their subordinates as tools in a never-ending war. Alexi Dovator is different. Guided by a strong moral compass and an unshakable loyalty to his companions, he treats his retinue as friends, not servants. Weiss, a tech adept who questions the Machine Cult; Lucia, an unsanctioned psyker saved from purifying flame; and James Kraken, a battle-hardened Cadian lieutenant: each of them stands by Dovator not out of duty, but out of trust. When heresy corrupts his home world, Gaea Prime, Dovator and his companions will be forced to face their greatest challenge yet. And for a man who often lets his heart-and his mouth-outrun his better judgment, the battle ahead may cost him more than he can afford to lose.

a romance fic about an Imperial guardsman and a Sister of battle

The story of a common guardsman in the 41st Millenia.

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?

The Siege of Tottenwald lasted three hundred days. In those days the combined forces of the Obsidian Sons,Foetid Tide, and Deep Ones laid siege to the Pretorians 4th Company and 101st Tottenwald PDF Tottenwald is a peaceful forest moon that orbits the Fortress Monastery World of Roma. The 4th company of the Pretorians are stationed on this world when not out on a crusade.

I will become Like grandpa

A squad of imperial guardsmen find themselves caught in the middle of a chaos uprising on planet Clarex V. Using only their wits and loyalty they have to make it off planet to warn the imperium about this betrayal. They are the heretic's bane and only death will stop them.

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Three years after Secret War. Attelus and the other survivors are sent to investigate the war-torn world of Sarkeath. With Attelus' hallowed heroes, the men of the Velrosian 1st fighting on the surface, it's personal. Especially when their leader, General Tathe, had ordered a successful Exterminatus months before. Is this yet another scheme of their shadowy foe? Or a dead end? Will be published on Royale Road.

"The scars upon my armor are not merely wounds from battle, but brands of shame. Once, we were the Luna Wolves, the embodiment of the Emperor's righteous fury, our names whispered with reverence across the galaxy. Now? We are but shadows of our former selves, our honor traded for the poisoned chalice of betrayal. The Primarch, whom we swore oaths to, the Legion, which we bled for...they have cast us into the abyss, transforming our legacy from valiant warriors into savage barbarians. The echoes of our glorious past mock us with each brutal act, each step we take further from the light of the Imperium. This shame...this is a wound that may never heal."

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.

The orks lead by Gorgutz was the meanest and the smartest ork of his army. He was about to make a teleportor to teleport to another location. Gorgutz now had a plan to rule all the worlds for the orks.

What does it mean to be a Guard in service of the Emperor? That's easy, protect the interests of Humanity and the Interests of the Empire from outside forces. What would happen when a Guardsmen must chose between his duty and his heart? Now, you are asking the real questions.

I Templari Neri devono difendere il fortino di Volksheim da un'orda infinita di ribelli ed eretici che infestano il pianeta Beatrix Prime, contando solo sull'aiuto di una decimata compagnia di Guardia Imperiale. L'orgoglioso Confratello della Spada Gunther, incaricato di portare a termine quest'ingrato compito, deve imparare a superare la propria arroganza e capire che non sono le gesta eroiche a fare grande un vero guerriero. Nella tetra oscurità del lontano futuro c'è solo guerra...

When his kindred his warsphere gone in the blink of en eye. Now find the ones who did this en take his revenge.

You are an Imperial Guardsmen, doomed to die, but this is what you were made to do.

Yup I'm the mad man and I created fire emblem and warhammer 40k. Here's the story and takes place in the church story. Edelgard the Empress of the Adrestian empire has been defeated. As Edelgard's fate was about to end a light came from the sky. It then save her from death and took her to the sky. As she notice armor men who looked very large she met the warriors of space. They called them space Marines a genetic soldiers who fought off xenos. As the space Marines knows as the blood ravens save her. They took her to their capital planet the chapter they went to the corpse of the dead emperor. As the other space Marines lay the emperor to his tomb they then replace the old emperor Edelgard. As the space Marines Told her that she was the long last great grand daughter of the emperor she has a new life becoming the empress of the Imperial space Marines.

Being entrusted with the life of another is never a forgiving matter, one can only try their dam hardest to make sure everything goes as smooth as humanly possible. But in most cases just trying to lower the amount of graves to be dug is hard enough already. Too many brothers and sisters I've never gotten to say good bye or hello to again. One must find ways to carry on, if not for his own sake at least for theirs.

Embark on a journey with the Varadorian 181st, a fresh regiment joining the Imperium of Man's Crusade - "The Purge of Apostasy." Witness their quest to cleanse planets fallen to Chaos and corruption on the fringes of the Segmentum Obscurus and reclaim a strategic foothold. Join these warriors as they strive to etch their names into the annals of history.

The 41st millennium is an age of strife and cruelty beyond imagination. The faltering and corrupt Imperium of Man struggles to defend itself against the forces of the Chaos Gods, as well as myriad alien threats. The Imperium's armies are legion: the dedicated men and women of the Imperial Guard hold the line against unimaginable foes on millions of worlds, the superhuman warriors of the Space Marines take the Emperor's own vengeance to the enemies of humanity, the Holy Inquisition and warrior-nuns of the Adepta Sororitas root out vile heretics and Xenos wherever they hide, and on their fantastic Forge Worlds, the Adeptus Mechanicus work to maintain and evolve the Imperium's understanding and supply of technology and high-tech wargear. On the world of Altrensis Major, an expedition of the Adeptus Mechanicus comes under attack from the most fearsome foe imaginable: the voracious Tyranids of Hive Fleet Leviathan. Already embattled by the planet's resident Ork Warband, and on hostile terms with the nearby monastery of Adepta Sororitas, the Techpriests will have to make impossible decisions and risky alliances if they want any chance of survival against the Great Devourer. This is a (probably short) Warhammer 40,000 fanfic that I'm mostly going to be updating over the Summer. Once again, I don't own WH40K and all that. Cover pic cred to foxwolf333 on deviantArt