Warhammer Stories

After being suddenly thrust into the brutal, unforgiving universe of Warhammer 40,000, the main character discovers he is far from ordinary. He can summon crackling lightning and roaring fire from thin air. His mind teems with impossible knowledge, blueprints of arcane technology and futuristic wonders no mortal should grasp. He can even twist reality itself, warping the very laws of physics to his will. At first, he believes these gifts must be the work of Tzeentch, a twisted blessing from the Changer of Ways... or something way scarier If you'd like to support me and read a bit ahead, feel free to check out my Patreon. (patreon.com/Hemont).

Before you stands the Emperor. Master of Mankind, Joint Ruler of Holy Terra and Mars, Heavenly Father, Caesar, Emperor, Augustus, Conqueror of the Stars, Bane of Xenos, Immortal Wisdom, Curse of Malevolent Gods, Watcher on the Golden Throne... And most importantly: Humanity's Eternal God, Indestructible Faith, Creator of the Greatest Suffering, Bearer of the Greatest Suffering. His legions are falling, his empire is dying, and all his most sacred, primal dreams are turning into the very ignorance and atrocities that will kill him. He is weeping. He is screaming. He is helpless, witnessing endless malice amidst infinite suffering. And I? I am the one who ended His suffering. (Female Primarch, original Legion, no devotion to Chaos. The author will try their best to maintain lore accuracy, "grimdark" flavor, and daily updates. The beginning might be a bit difficult to read, so feel free to read a few chapters to see if you can adapt.) 🚨 Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update

A Warhammer fanfiction about an ordinary 18 year old man named Malthael reincarnated into a another universe as he is given a system as well. Malthael asked what universe is he resurrected to as the system replied he is being reincarnated into the Warhammer Universe which Malthael immidietaly fall into shock as the Warhammer Universe is completely and utterly brutal given within that Grim Dark Universe there is only war. What happens next? Read The Story I don't own Warhammer or any of the pictures except the ones that look like AI made that is mine. The rest it belongs to their respective owners.

even a lowly guardsmen can do great things with a little faith and a lot of luck

The Deathguard. A Legion of Brutally grim and Crushing yet Merciful and Jovial Warriors. When the Largest conflict arises and at the heat of battle once standing tall clad in armor, he finally fell. But he did not find himself dead. He found himself elsewhere. Remnant. He'll have to get used to this. (Quick sidenote, but while I'll try my best to explain a lot about space marines and how they'd work I obviously can't just fit the whole thing in a single explanation, so I'll try to make it as readable as possible for someone who isn't aware on what Warhammer 40k is) Also justice for my Deathguard boys, they ain't never get spotlight here.

RWBY owned by Rooster Teeth Warhammer 40k owned by Game Workshop

you are the leader of the thousand sons space marines legion and the red king of the planet you were raised upon but now is not the time for rest nor reprice but for action the great crusade is in motion and you are one of the vital key figures in making sure that it is successful god speed

This takes place 1 year after the original voltron 40k

Say no to the life in warhammer 40k After getting a second chance in the wrong universe-one where hope was a fool's dream-Luthar, a low-ranked Tech-Priest with no grand destiny, refused to accept his fate. The moment he found a way to escape, he took it without hesitation. Now in a world where gods walk among mortals, Luthar is armed with forbidden knowledge and technology beyond comprehension. He has no desire to be a hero-only to carve out a place where he truly belongs

This is a reworking of my ADEPTUS TITANICUS: LEGIO TITANIUM book. I did a lot of changes here and there and NO, I did not make the Legion weaker, I think I made it too powerful to even exist in the Warhammer universe. But hey! I don't give a shit.

this is a lore/Bio book about the faction of the carcosian fallen legion,the heretical Fallens and lykiel.And also there bio of other factions like myū faction and more

*Disclaimer*: I do not own any pictures, media, or franchises included in this story unless explicitly stated otherwise. All credit goes to the original creators. ______________________________________ Before the New Imperium's formation, before the secrets of the Gaian Cluster began to be unveiled, and before even the fall of Cadia - there was an era of untold slaughter. An era defined by warring empires and the machinations of beings far beyond any singular mortal's comprehension. And even still, there were times that have been lost to recorded history. Forget your conceptions of good, or evil, gods, and reality itself. Forget the significance of the Chaos Gods - for they are not, in the grander scale of things. Forget the great works of man and others. This is a tale of the eternal struggle between the light and dark . . . A story of eons passed and our forebears. This is the memory of reality, and let it forever be so. ---------------------------- This book is meant to be a recollection of the time before the main "Great Crusades" stories. It will cover the times of the Triumvirate (even if vaguely), the Luminos Imperium, the Great Crusade, the Horus Heresy, and others such as the Eclipse conflicts and dark crusades. Enjoy!

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

Closing the eyes, in fear of the dream's, in fear of her life. But now she was alone, she needed the sleep. Even if just for few hours. "it's just dreams..." she wisper in fear.. for it had already sent her to the edge. Dreams of a war torn galaxy were chaos were behind every corner, death in every step and hope felt so distant. #fanfic Picture not mine but here is were I found it: https://no.pinterest.com/pin/536421005621482097/

after Jaune saved cardin in the forever fall forrest he told everybody about how he lied his way into beacon, after that everybody save for a few left and then met a god her name is Tzeentch god of change and she gave him a choice and he accepted now he is the seer of the past and future but blind to the present he is the Fatewevar

3rd Book!!! I am endeavoring to post the stories I have started but not finished and publish them here for you all, because I believe, now that I am nearing winter break in College, that these wonderful stories deserve to be completed. I do not own any pictures. I hope yall enjoy.

It is the year 2523 I.C, the memories of Ubersreik still fresh in their minds, but now they take on the horrors of Helmgart. They will not do so without help, however, they may find it...heretical to even consider accepting its aid. It's seen the worst of it all, its mind still gripped with the terror of its ancient history, but perhaps it'll find light in this grim, dark world...?

"In the depths of Vigilus' war-scarred tunnels, an aging Inquisitor confronts a legend-or a nightmare. Gregor Eisenhorn has hunted the enigmatic Constantin Valdor across the stars, but as the two face off in a chamber bathed in golden light, neither man is what they seem. Is Valdor a hero returned... or a herald of something far worse?" Written as Black Library contest submission, the challenge was to write a conflict between two characters with existing miniatures, within a 500 word limit.

A young warrior sits by the road, looking at what was left of his battle brother in his hand. A young girl, felt pity for him, now she is dragged in a war that she could had stayed out of. Will she survive or go mad by it. Warhammer fanfic Not mine picture

This is a book of random story ideas with drawings. You can use these ideas, but if you do, please credit me.