Born from shadow and blood the Smoke Jaguars stalk the dark places of the galaxy in their hunt for murderous traitors and those who prey on the weak and innocent. Torn between the twin calls of justice and vengeance that seethe in their blood these elusive warriors walk a path that could well lead to their damnation. These are the Legends of the Smoke Jaguars. Art by Judd Abinuman

but not perhaps as quite easily done as all that...Inquisitor Quaestorious investigates the murder of a Commissar on a backwater world.

We all know the tale, The Emperor of Mankind creates Twenty Primarchs to conquer the Galaxy. Nine Fall to Chaos's taint and Let the Galaxy Burn. What if this was not the case? What if the Ruinous Powers never got their claws into the Emperors Sons? What if the Imperium Ascended instead of falling into darkness and suffering? This is the story of that possibility

Oneshot: Rogal Dorn had been summoned to Terra to reinforce the defences of the Imperial Palace, not to "smell the roses." Yet why did his father insist on doing so?

A collection of short stories set in the various Warhammer settings (mostly 40K, with a few in Age of Sigmar), as well as other stuff that aren't quite stories. If you have a prompt, please leave it in a review or PM me.

Inspired by Rogue Vector's ToyHammer, after awakening to a sudden arrival of various forces of the far future of M41, Max now gets an unprecedented look at what attempting to get them to not kill each other takes and destroy his house. Currently on a Hiatus.

The flames of war consume the Imperium. Betrayal has broken century long bonds of brotherhood between legions. Oaths have been shattered. Loyalties betrayed. Dive into the beginning of the Horus Heresy with short tales ranging from the planet of kin slayers that was Isstvan III to the killing fields of Isstvan V during the Dropsite Massacre. Whose side are you on?

When the Storm Heralds host a Feast of Blades Brother Novak steps forward to fight for eternal glory. Yet little does he know this contest hides a darker intent and in the shadows forces shall be set in motion that threaten to reveal secrets the Chapter had thought buried forever. This story is set concurrently with my previous story Speculum Enigmate.

A guardsman writes about his experiences in the grimdark future of the 41st Millennium and how stupidity still plagues mankind, usually resulting in death.

It is the end of the 41st Millennium, and the Aurelian subsector is overwhelmed by war. Attacked on all fronts by aliens and traitors, it is up to the outnumbered Blood Ravens to protect their recruiting worlds. Part of the Legacy of the Blood Ravens.

Ellie Reiker is only six. She's only a lieutenant's daughter. And she's only just found out she's a psyker. Everything is about to change. Rated T for dark thematic context, later progressing violence, and eventual strong language This is going to be a long one. I'd adore some constructive criticism/feedback!

Follow the very first adventure of the legendary Jakobian "Bloody Jak" Velasquez, scoundrel and hero in a time of monsters, demons, pirates, and of course war. At the edges of space, under a brutal, theocratic Empire, in a galaxy plunged into perpetual war, Jak can always be relied on to pursue his own vision of freedom, destiny and enormous wealth. Learn where his story began.

Lamenters. The unsung heroes of the Imperium of Mankind. This is a small tribute to their sacrifices.

Rogue Trader Jak Velasquez and his companions are invited to dine with three powerful and disparate Inquisitors, Fyodor Karamazov, Amberley Vail and Yrobael Tzuma. But in the background an assassin lurks, one who is intent on this dinner ending in slaughter. Will Jak identify the killer in time to save the day, if not the dinner?

Above the planet called Remnant, the Empyrean opens to reveal a Chapter in their darkest hour.

*canon-based* Morgoth stands upon the walls of Angband, contemplating Maedhros as the eldest son of Fëanor is bound up in chains deep beneath his feet, pondering just what he should do with his copper-haired thrall next. (A possible glimpse of Maedhros' time in Angband.) *read all warnings* *needs some minor revisions but nothing critical*

A Horus Heresy story. The dream of the Great Crusade dies upon the black sands of Isstvan: seven Legions race to confront the traitor Warmaster Horus. Kaedes Nex, Moritat-Prime of the Raven Guard has always stood apart from his Legion, shunned and avoided as a madman and a murderer. When the galaxy descends into insanity, the madman shall find his way. Rated M for violence.

They have died in the name of the Imperium, they have been scorned. Yet still they fight on. After what was seemingly a death sentence the Lamenters have returned from their crusade and have managed to fill their ranks to become semi-operable again. But can they survive? Or will a greater force lead them to the Hall of Heroes? (Formerly Lamenters' Rising)

As the Seventh Brotherhood of the Grey Knights mourns its fallen Champion, one battle-brother receives an offer he never expected.

No one knows what it's like to be the bad man of the regiment; the morale officer; the Commissar. Certainly, freshly baked Commissar Kathel Sharpe has only the vaguest of ideas as she descends to the surface of Uskarus II, a world in the grip of a Tyranid invasion. In war, however, you learn fast - or you die. [ON HOLD]

*canonical gap-filler* Elrond seeks out Círdan to find out why the Shipwright decided to give Gandalf the Elven Ring Narya. After all, the Three Rings were made for the Elven race, so by what reason should a Maia possess it? Will Elrond believe what happened? *full summary inside* *needs revision*

Gav is a simple orgryn, and enjoys serving as best he can. For the Emperor, and potato peel!

Alastar, Nasty and Patreus are training to be Space Marines - or trying to, anyway. Ever get bored of Chapter-zombie, personality-free, lemming-like marines? This is my attempt to avoid those tedious stereotypes.

With Commissar Ciaphas Cain lounging around in a luxurious hospital with a broken leg, he finally seems to be out of danger. But when a Chaos shuttle rams the building and cultists swarm the corridors, a Commissar's gotta do what a Commissar's gotta do.

A look at how Hell prepares and educates young devils for their work tempting human souls. Based on The Screwtape Letters.

You never can tell what will set some people off.