Teto Territory Novels & Stories

She met my gaze, her eyes reflecting determination. Isabella passed me the shimmering symbol, infused with ancient power—a crescent moon woven with intricate symbols of strength and unity. "Where do you want it?" I asked Benita. On my arm, she replied as she extended it. With careful precision, I pressed the heated metal against her forearm. She flinched, the sensation of heat and tingling spreading, but she gritted her teeth, steadfast through the marking. As I finished, the symbol glowed softly, marking her as my Luna and leader of the Moonrise pack.

It was time to bid farewell to their fallen comrade, to honor Tyler's memory and lay him to rest. In a solemn ceremony, they gathered around Tyler's final resting place, a serene clearing deep within the heart of the forest. The pack, united in their grief, stood in silent reverence as Miguel delivered a heartfelt eulogy. Tears mingled with the earth as they lowered Tyler's body into the sacred ground, each member offering a silent prayer for their departed brother.

I rented a house by the sea, dragging my suitcase behind me. The landlord, Mrs. Parker, was a sweet old lady—always chatting, always sharing homemade food. She was over seventy, and like me, wasn't sure what would come first—tomorrow or the unexpected. But she didn't stress about it. "Live each day as it comes," she'd say. Her warmth softened the weight in my chest, the suffocating dread ebbing like the tide. I was learning to accept death. Once I was gone, there'd be nothing left to worry about.

Tera's body was exhausted from the travel marathon they had gone through: a flight from Singapore to Switzerland, Switzerland to Indonesia, and even some city-hopping while in Indonesia, not to mention a night sailing on a yacht. Tera longed for the comfort of her home and a peaceful night's sleep without changing cities or countries. She needed full rest and didn't want to worry about her phone that her husband had taken. Besides, Tora seemed to be doing well. Her younger sister appeared fresh and healthy. It looked like Tora had become a gym enthusiast, turning excess fat into emerging muscles. Tora had become even cooler than before. So Tera could rest easy; her sister was safe and well p

"Welcome to the Northern Territory of Tomer Forest!" Wiggy stretched out his hands in the middle of the clearing around which thick tree vines grew. There was nothing or anyone else there but the open field. Phillip and Lillian exchanged glances, then looked around waiting for what would happen. After a few seconds, and only the sound of crickets could be heard, Wiggy turned toward the thick tendrils with a thump. “I said welcome to the Northern Territory! Hey, that's the code!"

“I want the Rat Territory meshes tied to the Valley’s border beacons. Dax can bridge the protocols. If the god ripples one, I want the other to sing. No lag.” “Done,” I said.

It sucked after a long overnight shift, but it beat a drunk driver walking away. Terry's 1970 Corvette LT1 sits under a custom tarp so it escapes sun damage. The Vette is cherry red and gorgeous. If Terry wasn't such a douche, I would have taken him up on his offer to drive the Vette around the block to check out how she handles. I also discovered that Terry's offers are aliases for a quickie against the side of any semi-private shaded area he can find. I swear I couldn't make this shit up. I'm even sure Terry has his Lothario locations mapped out. With these thoughts, imaginary, creepy-crawlies slide across my skin. Why does my life suck so bad that I need to come here in hopes of a new cas

“I’m so sorry for my insensitive words, I just don’t want you to think that I’m greedy or selfish. Actually, my boys informed me of your victory so I came over immediately because I wanted to be the first to show my interest. I’m aware of the fact that you did not share everything when you gave us our territories, you did not share some of the best spots and streets, that includes Durego’s territories. So I want to ask you to lend me Durego’s territory seeing as it is so close to my territory. I think I am in the best position to claim his territories, I gave you more boys to go on this mission and I…” “Get out.” I let out fiercely, grinding my teeth and folding my knuckles tightly to stop m

"We're sealed by magic, it would be hard for the Outlanders to strike." "So why then is everyone acting this way?" "The westerners solicit our amalgamation." Dane dragged out the words as though it was supposed to affect me. It did. The Western territories revolved mainly around Colton's territories. His territories were the majority. If we amalgamated our territories that meant going for those meetings, running into Colton, and risking the big discovery of the child we had together. "Which territory did the email come from?" My tone suggested I already suspected Colton's territory.

Her tongue was no longer swollen, and her teeth didn't hurt anymore. "What is this place? How did I come here, and...and did you see anything?" she asked Altan, stealing glances at him. "So many questions at once," he smiled and looked at her with loving eyes. "Are you curious, or scared?" She pressed her lips together like she was at a loss for words. "Tergersaintne Territory," Altan said, breaking the silence. "Huh?" she replied. "Tergersaintne Territory. It's the name of this place where I have brought you", Altan said.