Kalibugan Stories Novels & Stories

It is what some people call today the Stone Age. The people of Caliba are gifted with the traits of fertility hatched on their DNA coupled with that they rarely feel the murderous pain childbearing entail. The source of this gift is yet to be revealed even to this day. As time passed by to the time of the great plague, many people died of the plague. All over their environs, there were houses and farms with no one to till the ground and live in them yet the Calibians flourished in population despite the death occurrence. Soon the news of their increase went across turns and villages like wide fire, it struck envy and unexplainable hate. They were evaded by slave traders and their enemies. On

“Want to put some pants on?” “Pants not needed for Grub to tell you story,” Grub replied, waving the request away. “Grub’s home island is Kuumakun, few hour from Bhutan off coast, we make boats to travel to big island here. First born man of every family come to big island to make hero and get many skin marks of mighty deeds and come home to show marks and stories in big mead hall. Grub come on boat with friend Jakin, we not find many places for big deeds, Jakin leave with armies, so join I with skinnies to steal and stab people for money in darkness, that how Grub learn to fight with daggers. Grub stab many big money man and woman for coin from skinnies, not have any skin marks after two ye

“What's that mean?” Cali shook her head. “Dunno. It's like the name of the tribe, or everyone's last name or something. Like a clan or a cult, maybe.” An uncomfortable feeling began to gnaw at Leesa's stomach. “What kind of stories?” “Oh, some are totally ridiculous, like human sacrifices and stuff. I remember one time after school, this jerk loser dropout, Nick Nedland, decided it would be fun to bust a water balloon on one of the Mastons. The guy looked so angry, I thought he was going to deck Nick on the spot. I swear you could see steam coming off him, he was so hot. A few days later, Nick disappeared. The story started going around that the Maston kid had killed him, but I think Nick pr

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning cutting across the room through the high window, followed by the crack of thunder. The sound of heavy rain could be heard hitting the metal roofing. It was now dark and I was in darkness. No lighting. I felt terribly hurt and abused. At this moment , I missed my parents so much. My mind flashed back to the many times my mother had shown that kind of love only a mother is capable of. I remember when mum had grabbed fearlessly the head of a snake and thrown it off me on one occasion we went out camping by the seaside . I had been fast asleep when the snake climbed onto the bed. Luckily mummy was just stepping in after sitting outside for some time to enj