Noble Savage Trope Novels & Stories

My birthday was in two days, and he wanted to celebrate early. Early on, Connor’s father had made it very clear that in less than three years, I’d marry Connor, who would eventually take over the family business, and on my wedding night, I was to be a virgin still. For reasons unknown to me, my dad had agreed. With that mandate in place, none of the guys I knew would ever come near me. Even Connor kept his distance, and I was supposed to be his. That made me believe it was more because of me as a person versus what was known by everyone. I mean, come on. If anyone would have been okay approaching me, it should have been Connor, right? But he never did. Since he never did, and seemed to have

It seemed like Xalik was also aware of this history, because he didn't appear as fazed as I was. “They didn't have much of a choice. The Hunt was the suggestion of Dhwlarians. Besides, the population needed to be increased. So to the human refugees who flocked to their new, safe kingdom, the seven families told a different story. The Hunt was declared a sacred tradition to appease the "Old Gods of the Soil," but known to only a select few. The more powerful the families grew, the need for slavery set in; hence, places like these emerged.” Caliath scoffed, and I understood he meant the Sunken Pit. “It's the kingdom's darkest, most sacred spectacle. It is a ritualistic "tax" the noble families

In the span of a single hour, I had been rejected like garbage by one mate, only to bleed out in the woods and trigger a bond with another. And this one... his presence was suffocatingly powerful, heavy enough to make Kane feel like a mere pup. He didn't belong to our tribe. Looking at the shadows clinging to his sharp jawline at the desolate border of our territory, a word bled into my mind: Rogue.

Hence, the plan had been to mate with them, to avoid the wildness from interfering with their knotting me out of my heat, to ensure my own survival. I was taking this risk, this perilous gamble, more for my own sake than for theirs. If I acted shrewdly, if I could control the situation, I might force the wildness to retreat, if only for a time. With that desperate hope in mind, I sliced my wrist open with a claw, the blade piercing my flesh with practiced ease, a sacrifice for survival. Blood sluiced from the wound, a crimson offering, a desperate plea for salvation. I moved hastily, desperately, to feed the brothers before the wound could close, before the opportunity was lost.

If they exceeded that time for whatever reason, they would become a rogue. The 32-year-old eldest full-blooded alpha son looked down, his expression solemn. “I see, rogues still have been roaming around our territory. Is that why you’re here? It’s not like you to visit this border so suddenly.” Lorenzo cleared his throat. No matter how confident he was with Zeke regarding rogues’ matters, he didn’t know what the others thought about Naya. Zeke had always been fair and equal, but unlike his brothers who were like black and white, Zeke was a warrior in heart.

Even Andrew felt that this was something he himself could not compare to. Tobiah gave a bitter smile and said, "But fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. Knox seemed blessed by the heavens, and at the time, I believed our tribe's golden age had arrived. I thought Knox was the rebirth of a true titan who would lead our people to success. "But in the end, I was wrong. Knox remained the same from birth to adulthood, with no noticeable changes. All the anticipation and excitement slowly turned into disappointment over the years. The Highland Tribe doesn't tolerate the weak, and infants born sickly or disabled are abandoned.

She stepped aside and let me in. We sat down on the couch, and she looked at me in silence waiting for me to start. "I'm going to tell you the way my father told me." "Okay that's vague..." she scrunched her face up in confusion. "Just listen, long ago before the white man conquered this land there was a tribe that found a babe in the woods one winter night. The babe was not scared or out of place. No, it was nestled in the center of a wolf pack. An expectant mother from the village heard a coo in the night and went searching for the source. When she laid eyes on the wolves she felt no fear, for they protected the babe and kept it warm from the winter. The wolves knew this human pup could no

" BECAUSE THAT WAS YOUR DUTY AS A FATHER!!! How could you expect a child without maternal love and affection ,to provide her with essential stuffs ,while her father doesn't even let her find a job?! Everytime i told you that i'm going to help you with the expenses ,you tell me that i was too young to work ! Now, when i've reached my twenty-four ,and that i want to do my dream-job, you tell me that this isn't a work for someone of high-social status like me! What's wrong with being a nurse ,huh? How does it affects my social background?" "You're not ready for this kind of atmosphere..." "You see! When will i be ready then? So ,for you, i'm ready to get married ,but not ready to get a job, huh

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

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