The Sin of Mercy
Funerary bells resounded through the nave of St. Semina, and rows of black-robed sisters bowed their heads beneath white veils. Four of their number bore a shrouded bier upon their…
Funerary bells resounded through the nave of St. Semina, and rows of black-robed sisters bowed their heads beneath white veils. Four of their number bore a shrouded bier upon their…
‘On my mark.’Armoured bodies tensed. Riot shields and shock batons were gripped. The red lumens of breaching charges pulsed steadily.Provost-Savant Arkion looked at the enforcer squad's leader. ‘Vox?’‘Jammers active, sir.’‘Pict recorders?’‘Deactivated,…
With a push of a button, Anson could kill thousands of the God Emperor’s loyal warriors. It wasn’t a bomb or a trigger, but it would be just as effective.…
Rasia’s hands were wrapped around the Hecutor stubgun in a vice grip. Blood pooled at the edge of the stairwell, darker where it touched the soot-glass tiles. Not hers. They’d…
Banisterre Gorronda closed the door behind him. The music immediately faded, the sound of drums and electronic trance beats muffled to a distant thunder, and the cacophony of voices muted.…
An icy windRoars through the pinesIn a dome of starsA halfmoon shinesThe world is paintedBlack and chromeA lone pup tracksHis long way homeA trial, a testOf his rebirthTo prove his…
'Wake up, young wolf,' the words echoed as if from a dream, and Einar gasped as he bolted awake. The monstrous corpse of a foe sprawled across his breastplate—a hideous…
‘...Ferrum Hold is unbreakable,’ the colonel declares, his tone steady despite the red-lit gloom of the bridge.‘All the intelligence concurs,’ another officer adds, gesturing to hololiths of the fortress-world, its…
Calculating time to impact… Calculating time to impact…The cogitator delights in tormenting Lev Ermak. …time to impact… Finally, it answers in uncaring block gothic lettering: Unknown.Impact is assured, though it could be in…
This is what we call victory. The scarred hulls of starships visible in low orbit. The taste of ash, drifting across the skies of Terra. The wind carrying rumours, scourging a blasted cradleworld with tales of a dead Warmaster and the fallen Emperor.