Native American Novels Novels & Stories

“I was originally from a reservation in North Dakota—” “For native Americans?” “Yes, but we are of a different kinship even though we share the same ancestors. They are… different from us. We possess the ability to shapeshift… they call us the wulfclan,” she paused when she said that and searched Cole’s eyes for reaction and found none.

Saltzman and told him she needed the day off. These mountains and valleys have been traversed by ancient tribal elders such as Sitting Bull, Crazy Horse, and Red Cloud back in the good old days. They had climbed to the peaks of the mountains in search of visions, they had hunted buffalo on the plains, and they had vanquished Custer in a battle that is still talked about by red men and white men alike. In a last-ditch effort to resist the white settlers and preserve the indigenous people's way of life in the Hills, Sitting Bull had rallied the various tribes to join forces against the invaders. She frequently pondered what her life might be like now if the Native Americans had been victorious

“For now. I need you to do some research. I want you to understand some terms. Like dream walker and spirit walker. I want you to understand the difference.” “Anything else,” asked Ava. Sounding more willing than she did before. “Yes,” stated Willow simply. “I want you to read up some Native American legends. If you have questions, I don’t want you to be afraid to ask.” Then the ghostly image of an elder Native woman was gone. Leaving Ava Miller alone in her room, once more. “I really hope that I’m not losing it,” whispered the twenty-year-old woman.

Sasha was hesitating to enter pass the school gate. It seems like she's going to be more in trouble today than usual. I'm not tough but here I go, she thought and walk inside. Opening her locker to get some books, a few folded paper fell. She knows what those papers are; warnings from her bullies. Although she knows what's written inside, she would always read them. It has the same words like "you're ugly" "quit school" "go die" . Sometimes, she wonder how those bully think and why they think like that when she hasn't done anything wrong. She pities them, most of the time.

Amber nearly slapped the bitch the day she overheard her talk about how America needed to get back to its roots and send everyone but the whites back to where they came from. Amber gave Courtney’s ignorant and uneducated ass a history lesson about the Native American tribes being the only ones original to this country. Everyone else was immigrants from somewhere else. And if the bitch didn’t like it, why the fuck didn’t she return to where she came from? Courtney wasn’t stupid enough to say racist things about Leo directly as she knew Amber would beat her ass. Needless to say, their feelings of hatred were mutual.

As Manifest Destiny prompted Americans to believe that expansion through the continent was their right, it was hazardous to the Native American population, as it brought about the appropriation of their lands and their way of life. The expedition also encountered around 50 native tribes where each had different responses to the Americans. A handful of Native American tribes, such as the Teton Sioux Indians saw the Corps of Discovery as “competitors for the control of trade” (“Hospitality and Hostility”). The Tetons Sioux were known for having a more violent approach when it came to foreigners, as they would demand large toll payments from passing traders. Because of this, tensions arose betw

If the little human were to give birth to a hybrid back among her own community, she would be ostracised, treated no better than a white woman taken and used by members of a Native American tribe. We had our own double standards to address without fixing the small town mentality surrounding pack lands. “I know she didn’t want to return but Kane’s burned her boats good and proper now.” “It won’t matter, in the end,” Anastasia remarked. I didn’t want to go there. My thoughts were gloomy enough. “I bet Grebe was sweating.” “Grebe? No, he was by her side the whole time. They’re not exactly a couple but …” She frowned. “The vision’s receding and my opinion with it.”

They worship their ancestral deity here, surrounded by stunning natural beauty. Adeline's curiosity got the better of her. "What's the name of the tribe, Ahmed?" she asked, pen poised over her notebook. Ahmed's expression turned thoughtful. "They're the Awanatchi people. An ancient tribe, steeped in tradition and spirituality." Adeline scribbled notes, her eyes sparkling. "Awanatchi... I've never heard of them. What's their story?" Sebastian leaned in, interested. Ahmed nodded, settling into the tale. "The Awanatchi were once a powerful nation, spanning these lands. They believed the land held sacred energy, and their ancestors communed with the spirits."

The pack house was rammed when I crept out of the library. I’d intended to get my bandages changed before dinner, but I’d become sucked into my research. I discovered that many Native Americans offered their animal fetishes cornmeal, so I resolved to find some for my little wolf.

“I suppose so, yes. Although . . . I did read something once.” Katie straightened. “What was that?” “It was in a book of Native American folklore, I think. It said that when someone’s eyes were put out on purpose, it was sometimes done so they would wander blindly in death, their spirit lost forever, and the victim could never find their way back again from the afterlife.” She smiled. “It doesn’t really work that way.” “Ah. Right.” Katie heard Clemency stifle a yawn on his end. “Sorry for the late-night call,” she said. “I better let you go.”