Clan Ordo Novels & Stories

Hunt was from the Gursala clan that I would meet later while I was joining the Force. Moonlight clan had a lost son said to be hidden before the Moonlight clan became the Alphas. The Beta Gursala clan, the Hunt clan, said to be the loyal of them all, remained to be the Betas though they had two eligible sons as Alphas. One was a real Gursala, Duncan, and the other was the adopted one, Hunt. Nasriantra clan, my clan, at this moment didn't have an alpha because my father had to battle the rogue werewolves outside Liberty City. Left only me, the last of my kind, the Nasriantra clan.

Has he being listening to all what I have been saying in my head all this while? "Yes I have. And I know Is an invasion of privacy but I couldn't help it. Your thoughts beckons onto me." "What! Can you stop reading my mind like right now!! And please tell aunt Maria that I say goodbye." I glared at him, opening up a portal with my wand. "I'm sorry." He yelled as I stepped into the portal. I huffed and walked into it fully. I arrived at the Clan's mansion successfully, and it is night over here. I will say it's morning already, probably 4am. The clan's only have like two hours before they turn back into dragons, except Christian of course. He still wears the necklace his mother gave to him.

His casual wisp of energy caused the Bloodshed Clan’s disciples in the Second and Third-grade ultimate god level to burst into pieces. “By the way, Young Master Fane, we heard from these people that they’re members of the Bloodshed Clan and even mentioned the Nine Armies. What’s going on? We don’t really understand the situation of this place, and it looks like the descendants of those who entered this area previously aren’t that welcoming.” Aureole thought about it and looked at Fane puzzlingly. She hoped to learn some answers from Fane.

" Satano asks if we are now in the meeting hall and all of the elders were here except for Orfeo since he is the only legal one elder left from his clan. He was second but the guy was not here too. Where could be Orfeo? Is he missing too like my grandson, Lyca and warg? "Where is Orfeo?" I ask and no one knows. Can we focus on our main problem here? The other elder said. I sigh. "I think we need to get ready! All the battalions and all of us who are willing to fight for our land. Each of the clan needs to get ready!"

Lark explained nervously. What Earth doesn’t know is that a member of the effulgence clan can only request a pledge of loyalty once in their life. If they are rejected, then their life purpose will be hollow. They will belong to the lowest member of the clan and be treated as garbage for bringing shame to their names. The effulgence clan is hailed as the most loyal and prideful in the gods' society. To serve an excellent master is their pride and honor. The success of their master is also their success which is why they are one of the ruling clans in the gods' society.

“Classic, it is!” “Classic, yes,” Ichiro nodded. “But it’s how we deal with them. How does it become different from other hunters? Order of the Orion seemed to be like…” He wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips as he thought. “Argh! Superior… yes! Order of the Orion thinks of themselves as superior among others.”

“Yes, she does.” “Hmm. And why did you need to get members of The Clan there?” He’d give it to his grandpa to switch topics without so much of a warning. The clan was an underground society of assassins and mercenaries his ancestors founded. Isamu Matsuda is the current head of the organization. Despite his age, he’s known to be ruthless. “His ex-boyfriend assaulted her.” His grandfather’s face darkened from his response. The lines around his mouth became more prominent as his lips formed a straight line. Ryo could not help but shiver. He knew his grandpa was angry.

Hours ago before the five buildings in the city exploded, a meeting was held at the main base of the Oddesseaus Base with five of the biggest clans in the Underground. The Crane, Pyro, Hydra, Dufus, and Pierce. These clans have connections from all over the world, whether on the Underground or the surface.

Ismeralda pressed on, “then let’s insist that Ama agrees to the arrangement prepared for his granddaughter. We must not give her a chance to break free!” “We agree! Don’t worry—just don’t forget about us!” shouted a firm and dominant voice. From the shadows emerged Clark Renoval, the third highest-ranking member of the Clinthon Crown Clan. His posture was upright, his presence heavy—each step echoing with authority. His shoulders were broad, his eyes sharp enough to pierce through flesh. He was no mere subordinate; he was known as the clan’s “iron arm,” famous for unmatched bravery and loyalty… yet now, that very loyalty bowed before Ismeralda.

The woman hurried to sign for the package, and I slipped toward the exit. By the time she turned around, I was already standing outside. “Ma’am, I can’t complete this order today. I’ll file an incident report with the app. If you really need pet care, please place a new order with clear details.” I left immediately. At the time, I thought it was just a weird mix-up. I had no idea that from the moment I stepped into that mansion, I was already being targeted.