Warhammer 40k Legions List Novels & Stories

Known as the Cheever Legion, they were the crème de la crème of the family’s fighting forces, and the heart of the family itself. All Four Noble Imperial Families had their own reserves of fighting forces, namely the Cheever Legion of the Cheever family, the Alroy Legion of the Alroy family, and the Windsor Legion of the Windsor family. As for the Regulus family, their own reserves had existed a long time ago, but were now gone. With Silas Regulus’ position, much of the fighting forces had now merged with Six Doors. At the same time, the ultra-secretive Dragun Squad, joined recently by Green Dragon, also originated from the former Regulus Legion.

“To Ajax, the eldest, the Black City shall be entrusted. It shall serve as the headquarters of our operations, the base of authority of the Wolf Territory. Ajax will precede over all realms and decide their operations. Here, the court stands, and the Alpha of the pack stays. The Black City will serve as the capital of the Territory. Ajax will lead the Midnight Legion.” “Ares, known for his strategic mind and economic acumen, shall inherit the Sunlit Reservoir. Rich in resources and blessed with prosperity, it shall thrive under his guidance. He must see to it that the continent is well-fed and not a single child is starved. He will lead Helios Pack, who now serves the Midnight Legion.”

He drew the sword, urging his faithful lieutenant to stand up. "Rise, Delubyo." He said as a large number of horned armored spiky troopers manifested from the dark and marched closer behind the deity. Just as promised, the Fallen Lightbearer had indeed loant a detachment of Legionnaires from his great armies to the upstarts. But Delubyo, and the other monsters, looked at them with disdain. They never liked satanic forces in the first place, but only stuck with them for survival against the Angels and their cursed...Protectorates.

In a remote corner of the countryside, nestled among towering trees and lush greenery, stood the imposing silhouette of a grand mansion. This was the home of Seth Griffin, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, and Alpha of Alphas on this continent. Seth sat in his study, hunched over as if his shoulders literally felt the burden of the responsibilities of his leadership. His features etched with determination as he dialed a familiar number on his phone. He had been putting off this conversation for far too long, but the time had come to pass the torch to the next generation. Even Seth could no longer deny this fate.

Sat with Cain. He runs his eyes over me and I can’t help but stare back at him. He’s my mate too. Aeron is my mate. “The Council want to meet you.” Aeron says. “What Council?” I ask. “They govern all supernatural creatures.” Cain says. My eyes widen. “They’re here?” I say. “They’ve been here for the last few weeks. They’ve been working with us on ending the war with the Crimson Shadow Pack.” Aeron says. “Why do they want to meet me?”

The air suddenly turned freezing cold. The forest surrounding the temple fell silent. Then... They appeared. Thousands upon thousands of armored warriors emerged from the mist. Unlike the Shadow Legion, they made no sound. Their armor was black as obsidian. Their eyes burned with empty blue fire. Each carried an ancient weapon etched with forgotten symbols. Liam swallowed hard. "They're dead..." Orion nodded grimly. "The Fallen Legion." "The greatest army ever assembled." "They were buried after the First Age." Magnus tightened his grip on his axe.

"Show them how the First Blood purges a line, Natalia." Natalia smiled, a cold, lethal expression. She closed her hand into a tight fist. "Legions," she whispered. "Harvest." From the shadows of the upper ridges, the Royal Lycan Legions appeared. Hundreds of heavily armored Lycan warriors, their eyes glowing a fierce crimson, dropped from the cliffs like black meteors. They didn't shift into common wolves; they fought in their massive, semi-humanoid Lycan forms, wielding heavy iron broadswords and silver-rimmed shields.

To Arkael, it looked less like cloth and more like scripture being carried into battle. The Iron Legions formed with mechanical precision. Their armour was not ornamental. It was functional, layered plates of blackened infernal steel etched with containment sigils that pulsed faintly at the joints. Each pulse was a heartbeat that did not belong to the soldiers wearing it, a rhythm borrowed from Hell’s own law. Horned helms concealed faces entirely, leaving only narrow slits of ember-glow where eyes burned within. Some bore elongated pauldrons shaped like folded wings; others wore segmented spine-guards that rose into ridged crests along their backs, giving them a predatory silhouette even in

"Come, Legion. The ground creaked. Split. Groaned in agony like a dying beast. From below, out of the darkness, a scream ripped the silence. One. Then a hundred. Then hundreds of thousands—rising as one. The Legion. Three hundred thousand demons, bred for anarchy. Some had been angels once. Some had never been more than formless until my darkness gave them form. And now they surged like bubbling tar rising up from the bowels of the world's backbone. Their captain first. A creature with wings of smoke and iron, horns curved like the thrones of kings, eyes that blazed not with fire—but intent. Veraxis. My loyal hound. The butcher of empires. The eater of names. He went to one knee, hand to the

She was tapping into the World Tree’s root-network, her mind processing trillions of data-packets from every corner of the globe. "They're not just sending ships this time, Caleb," Scarlett said, her voice somber. "The 'Architect Legions'... they are my brothers and sisters. Twelve Prime Entities, each designed to manage a different physical law of the universe. Gravity, Time, Entropy, Magnetism... They don't have souls, and they don't have mercy. They are coming to strip the Earth of its Origin Blood and format the remaining 'errors'." "Then we need an army that can fight gods," Caleb's feral smirk returned, his hand dropping to the hilt of his Sovereign Blade. "Not just wolves. We need the