Warhammer 40k Ship Novels & Stories

Christine then wrote to the elves to buy a three-masted warship. It didn't take long for the elves to reply that the warship was for sale, but the price would have to be raised by 30%. Christian immediately agreed. Warships in the mainland navy are divided by tonnage into single-masted destroyers, which can carry up to 50 people for coastal defense and smuggling inspections. Double-masted light cruisers, which can carry 100 people, are the main warships of various countries' navies. Triple-masted heavy cruisers, which can carry 150 people, are generally the flagships of small nations' navies. A four-masted battlecruiser can carry 300 people and is equipped with ten large bed guns for long-ra

" I turned the view from the earth and looked into the infinite, pitch-black void of all. There, radiated by the bright light of the sun, drove the relic. The sister ship of the echo of the stars. It was a steel Leviathan. At least five kilometers long, shaped like a aerodynamic arrowhead, crowned by three huge, annular Drive sections. The shell was of a matte, blunt grey, oversaturated with Hundreds of dead solar hedges, like the broken wings of a huge Bats in the room. There were no lights. No position lights, no glow in the engines. The ship was absolutely dead. And Silas was right: the starboard flank was torn up. Violent,

The sky above Novus, once a battlefield of violet beams and obsidian rings, was now filled with a hauntingly familiar silhouette. The "Mimic-Fleet" did not emerge from the void with alien hums; it arrived with the rhythmic, terrifying thump-hiss of a thousand replicated Great Engines. The Curators had used the data-harvest from the Sovereignty-Virus to 3D-print an armada of bronze-wood ships, each one a grotesque, oversized caricature of the Aethel-Dawn.

Daniel laid there a little longer before he went back into the living room. The fire was low, throwing more firewood in the fireplace, he sat near it. Daniel needed to get back to his planet before the girls got comfortable here, he would come back when he knew the planet was ready for them. The last time he tried bringing them there, the war started early, and many died including Gabriela and Abey. “You think they can pull off saving this world again?” Adrian a Dark Council member spoke walking out of the darkness of the corner.

Adrian stood on the deck and looked ahead. Then, he leaped into the sea. One of the large ships was brightly lit. It was at the backmost position and it was the command center of the enemies. These ships were carrying Black Nergal’s banner, instantly revealing them as Black Nergal’s members.

~Stargem: Rewrite~ Sephtis' fleet arrived at the Crimson Gate and joined the Blood Fleet. Right behind the legions of ships is the Excelente Class World Destroyer Ship. This ship is powered by four dark magic crystals and is 40,000 km in length (front to back), and has a height of 15-20,000 km. This monstrous ship has a large lazer barrel in front and as the name says, it can destroy worlds. This is only one of the 4 Excelente Class that serve as a flagship of the Forgotten Navy. The ship where Sephtis is, docks inside it and a man can be seen looking down from the hangar observatory deck wearing black robe with a golden sash.

A spaceship was moving fast through the void near the center of the Milky Way. Behind it were more than a dozen black-horned ships, and they were constantly attacking the spaceship. Although the black-horned ships temporarily could not break the spaceship’s defense, it would not take long for the latter’s defense to fail if this continued. After all, black-horned ships were attack-type ships one tier below the Octagon. Meanwhile, the spaceship was only a commercial-type ship. It focused on defense and did not have a strong attack.

He indicated a sleek, fast courier ship. "The Silver Dart. Lightly armored, but fast. If we can reach it—" A shadow fell over us. It wasn't a cloud. It was too solid. Too geometric. The wind picked up. It whipped the trees into a frenzy. The sound of heavy thrusters drowned out the confused murmurs of the civilians behind us. I looked up. Descending from the upper atmosphere, blocking the sun, was a warship. It wasn't a drop-ship. It was a Dreadnought. Its hull was painted silver and blue. It bristled with kinetic cannons and gravity-dampening arrays.

Small structures extend from its surface like antennae made of living crystal. “Coalition vessels are not purely technological,” the angel explains. “They are partially biological.” Matteo squints at the image. “That sounds uncomfortable.” Severiel ignores him. “They grow their ships.” Ezra studies the structure. “Which means the crew may also be integrated with it.” Correct. The Custodian confirms the statement. Matteo sighs. “Alien symbiotic space whales. Great.” I look back at the projection. “Are they stronger than the predator.”

’ he asks, eyeing Talon up and down. ‘This is my Blood Flame, my mate, Lord Talon.’ I tell him. ‘Blessed with a second mate, hey? Well, I’ll be damned by the stars.’ He says. ‘Most will never witness anyone in their lifetime having the blessing of a second mate. It’s incredibly rare. I’m happy for you, Lylah. I supposed this means you won’t become a warrior for the pack, though?’ ‘No, but I could perhaps become a warrior for the coven?’ I say, now staring at Talon.