Northern Water Tribe Novels & Stories

Kiera's way of life has always been by the book within her tribe. Her arranged marriage to a man she does not love causes issues within her soul. She knows this is not her path but if this isn't, what is? If she is to continue living as a respected member of her tribe, she must not go against her father's wishes. When a new tribe begins to grow near her's, their Chief comes to introduce himself. Something about the new outsider intrigues Kiera and draws her to him. Her tribe is against their tribe's way of life, causing a possibility of a war. If she fell in love with the outsider, what would it do to her relationship with her family?

I sustain brain damage from a car crash and end up with a memory akin to a goldfish. However, I remember my feelings for Caleb Warner for seven whole years. Things change when he abandons me on a mountain top after losing a bet with someone. He sneers and says, "Write this in your journal, Sadie. Consider it a lesson learned." It's wintertime, and it's freezing on top of the mountain. I almost die there. I later destroy everything that has to do with Caleb and allow my memories of him to disappear from my mind. … One night, someone by the name of Caleb Warner calls me. My boyfriend jealously pulls me close and asks, "Who's this?" I shake my head dazedly. "I don't know." The person on

A story of a princess from a native tribe who chose to end the war by giving her hand for a marriage to a prince, an enemy of the tribe, who vowed to destroy her the moment she will set foot his kingdom...

My husband had a heart attack on his way to work and died. All I could see was his body when I rushed to the hospital. I was heartbroken and bedridden. When I was about to die, I saw on the news that he won a lottery ticket worth 300 million dollars. My bestie cashed the prize money with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when my husband faked his death. But I wanted to make his death real this time! “Are you from the funeral home? My husband is dead. We need to plan a cremation for him right away!”

My cousin, Vincent Walker, has fallen in love with Rova Thornwick, the chieftess of a cannibal tribe in Ambryndel. He insists on dragging the entire family to the tribe just so they can sort out the details of his wedding. Little do we know that Vincent has screwed up on the very first day. He accidentally mistakes the tribe's Divine Goblet for a toilet bowl due to his ignorance toward the rules. Vincent and his family are worried that they might get in trouble, so they flee from Ambryndel overnight without letting us know. As a result, my family and I get tied up by the furious cannibals. Later on, we are roasted to death over the fire pit. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to th

~~ "When will you learn that not everyone is worth saving?" Born to an Angel and a werewolf, Aret, knew that she was different growing up. She and her siblings hybrids, and her parents are the Betas of the Night wing tribe. Aret is gifted with angel and werewolf powers, but her angel powers can not be accessed until her 20th year. One night, when the trees were still and the weather was cold, the Night wing tribe were attacked by the most dangerous tribe in the land; The Crescent hills tribe. They caused bloodshed and wrecked havoc in the entire Night wing tribe, taking all the females including Aret captive in the Crescent hills tribe. Trying to escape fro

In "The Color of Love is Brown," Professor Brown Sanders is thrust into a deadly game of survival in the heart of the jungle. When his team is killed by a tribe of fierce Amazon warriors, he is taken captive by their leader, Dianne. She gives him an ultimatum: death or becoming her mate. But as he navigates a dangerous new world full of ancient traditions and treacherous enemies, he discovers a shocking truth about Dianne that changes everything. As Brown and Dianne grow closer, her handmaid Neytiri plots against her, planting evidence that turns the tribe against Brown. In a heart-pounding battle of wills, Brown must fight for his life and the woman he loves against Neytiri's machination

Raffi Ambrose is one of the best werewolf hunters and is set to be the next leader of the Guala tribe, the famous tribe of werewolf hunters. Living her life seeking revenge for her mother’s death, Raffi set out on a mission to kill the werewolves to find the one who killed her mother. The mission failed and she was held captive by the werewolves under the supervision of Alarick Blakely, the future Alpha of the dungeon she entered. In this journey, she will find out that the creature she hated all her life is the origin of her very own existence. With a new environment and new identity, how will she face her current situation?

When I turned eighteen, I completed my shift and finally gained my wolf. The Lycan King of the Northern Tribe—Karl Gilmore, my father's close friend—handed me photos of his sons and told me to choose a mate. Whomever I chose would become the next Lycan King. Without hesitation, I pointed to his eldest son, Sven Gilmore. Everyone was stunned because everyone knew, for years, I had always loved the third son, Erik Gilmore. I'd trailed after Erik like a shadow, declaring loudly to the whole world that I'd marry him someday, that I'd be his mate. In my previous life, I did marry Erik. And he did become the next Lycan King. But a year into our marriage, he betrayed me with my stepsister and

The healer told me I had Soul Decay Syndrome. In three days, I'd be dead. The only thing that could save me was water from the Sacred Spring. But my Alpha mate, Vincent, gave it to my adopted sister, Fiona. So, during the final 72 hours of my life, I gave up everything. When I handed Fiona the perfume formulas I'd spent years developing, my parents smiled in satisfaction. When I gave up the couples' vacation package I'd won and let Vincent take Fiona to see the Northern Lights instead, he praised me for finally being mature. When I taught my daughter to call Fiona "Mom", she didn't hesitate. She turned to me without a second thought and called me "Aunt." To my family, all my sacrifice