I Volunteer As Tribute Novels & Stories

I shivered as she turned on the water, keeping it lukewarm. “It’s always the same with you people,” she finally said, her tone flat. “You pretend to help but you only use us for your personal gain. Then you throw us away when you’re done.” I looked up at her, trying to meet her eyes. “This isn’t like that. I’m not pretending, they kidnapped me. I was shot earlier tonight.” I glanced at her, “If you get me out, I swear my father will reward you. You’ll never have to do this kind of work again.”

(Radio) “...OH MY GOD!!…I can’t believe that the Tribute Princess is still alive!!…I knew it..those Principality of Light has been nothing but monster though they said that they spread the good thing!!…they were nothing but a bunch of rapist!……”. (Traveller)

The bed where I fell asleep inhaling his smell was only a few feet away. "Sit down." Godric said in a serious tone. Clearly, his thoughts were not on the moment we shared this morning. Laying in the bed together. I had never laid in a bed with a man before today. And now I was to be sold to one. I walked past the bed and sat on the couch. Godric took a seat next to me. "Do you know what a Tribute is?" He asked, testing my knowledge. I shook my head no. "It's a gift. And once the gift is given, the receiver can do with it as they please."

"What tribute?" "Well, the guests you saw in the banquet? They are from the Arcadia empire, it's a very powerful and dangerous place, there are tales of their brutalities. The king is weak and scared of them. They have demanded a Nobel lady as a tribute, and because of your crime, you are going to be sent off as a tribute. Rhiannon looked at him puzzled. " I don't understand, what do they do with the tribute?" He looked darkly. "I have no idea sister, but I have heard stories they sacrifice her to Zeus."

Tap. Trust Sonya? Or is this a trap?

With a clear, smooth voice that cut through the thick air, he said, “ Elder Vulcan, if you’ll allow me to speak, I have something to say.” Vulcan nodded his head a little. “You can speak.” With a sense of accomplishment, Kieran straightened up and puffed out his chest. “As for the tribute,” his voice booming with assurance. “ I am more than willing to give you the thousand gold pieces you are requesting.” Then, as though to emphasize his words, his eyes briefly locked with Rylan's, making a silent but unmistakable challenge.

“They want to see if he’s like our father. Some are seeking to align with us.” “And is he?” I asked, biting the inside of my cheek with my teeth. "Are the tributes people?" Oliver’s head dipped down and he shook his head. “No, he’s fair. He wouldn’t put us in danger. Usually, the tributes are food, booze, or expensive gifts. Humans are not really traded anymore. I think Lucian just saw something in you that he wanted.” A door opened and Bash stuck his head out into the hallway, a lazy smile spreading across his lips. “Did you bring me my favorite person?”

I whispered. "Don't worry, they know what to do," Tyler replied. This was my first time attending the tribute ceremony so I had no idea of what he was talking about. I just sat still and watched them as they did their thing. "Supreme Alphas," a man suddenly suddenly stepped up, bowing to them. "Supreme Luna," he bowed slightly to me as well and I nodded.