Naga Kembar Novels & Stories

They’re mostly jade-green with white and blue marbling and my skin is burned where the bangles touch my skin. Oh no, I know exactly what this is. Setia taught me about what things are dangerous for a nagata. Nagatas are vulnerable to iron, a flower known as snake's head and a gemstone called serpentine. Iron has the same effect on a nagata as silver does to a mutolupus. Snake's head is poison to my kind; in small doses, it weakens us painfully, in large doses it’s fatal and serpentine can render us as good as human. Even kill us.

"Why is it that you have the same aura as him?" "Who's Nigga?" Ace suddenly came out of nowhere and hit me on the head. "It's Nagga, you dimwit." "Ow! You don't have to hit me, bastard!" "Nagga was once the king of Gija's animal spirit." The queen said. "He was a golden brown wolf just like this one. Only bigger and powerful. A rightful partner for a king. His massive jaw can cut an enemy in half. It's speed matches a werewolf and a vampire. Some say Nagga is faster."

Just twice. Why? Ashwin’s throat felt tight. Ishaan sat up slightly, his fingers trailing along Ashwin’s arm, grounding him. “You know what else is strange?” Ishaan’s voice was quiet, almost thoughtful. Ashwin glanced at him. “The sibling gap.” Ashwin frowned. Ishaan’s eyes gleamed in the dim light, his expression unreadable. “Naga children are usually born centuries apart from their siblings,” he explained. “It’s rare for them to be close in age.”

The Naga king, Calem was going to the meeting place with the Merpeople when he witnessed them kill his son and prince, Nizan. This meeting was called to talk peace between the Naga people and the Merpeople. The Mer people had been killing the Nagas, and the king wanted that to stop. There have been talks from the people that the Mer people were not content being ruled by a weak king.

When they heard my voice, everyone turned back to me. "Your Holiness," the Hora spoke. "You must know that standing before you, are no ordinary children." "What does that mean?" I squeaked. "These are the avatars of the Gods of Meru." "Avatars?" "They are the incarnations of the gods," Kesar whispered to me. I stared at them in disbelief and pure shock. This got weirder than I would like it to be. "Now the Lord of Destiny has marked you as the Prophesied Child," the Hora went on. "You must save the race of the Nagas and restore peace to our land."

“Nice to meet you. I’m Lena Rivers, a half-Naga.” Frostine screamed, “Oh gosh! You’re a Naga from the royal tribe in the sea!” At that moment, Cecilia also came over. Looking at her, Frostine blinked at Alex. “Junior, is she your woman?” Alex smacked his forehead. “She is not my woman, but Lena is.” “Oh my God!” Frostine exclaimed. She then secretly pulled Alex’s hand and whispered, “Junior, she is a fish. A Naga is considered a fish, right? Could you even get laid with a fish?”

Medusa’s Shrine was smaller than Zen thought it would be. It should have some years of glory until it was abandoned and ultimately forgotten. Litha was quite the chatty child when she wasn’t overly anxious. She shared many stories about the Naga tribe that were passed down orally from generation to generation.

The chamber echoed with their soft, broken whimpers and the distant, haunting chanting of monks from the main temple above. Vikram stepped forward, his voice low and sacrilegious, twisting the sacred words of Khmer cosmology. “In the ancient way of the Naga kings and the Left Hand path, we break the wheel of samsara through desire. Tonight, two sisters will unite in maithuna with their master before the eyes of Vishnu and the serpent gods. Priya… you will taste your sister’s nectar while I enter your holy gate. Lakshmi… you will watch your own dripping yoni feed your blood sister while your guru fills you with his seed. This is the true Great Bliss of the Naga.”