Tiger God Novels & Stories

"Ban yi imani da cewa na yi ya bayyana a fili cewa Tiger kambori ne mine. Na da'awar da su kamar yadda kaina, kumawannan shi zai sa ta gaba daya kashe iyaka zuwa gare ku,al'aurar mata-ji yunwa bastards." (I do not believe that I have made it clear that Tiger Claw is mine. I have claimed her as my own, and that makes her completely off-limits to you cunt-hungry bastards.) I watch him as he steps down from his place at his throne and kicks the heart on the floor a few feet. He laughs menacingly. "Za ka iya ba shãfe ta ba tare da izinin ta, za ka iya magana ba mata, na iya ko kalle ta ba tare da izini na! Na yi tofi a kan maza da cewa suna da hadama kamar yadda ya dauki wani mutum mace a matsay

Aethon looks down once more and sadness fills his features for a moment before he looks to Kayda once more. “I know him better than he knows himself. He can do it.” “Let’s hope you are right.” A third, deep voice enters the conversation causing both Kayda and Aethon to turn, upon which they see the owner of that voice. Tiberius, the God of Tigers stalks along into their space, his golden fur glistening with his movements. His gaze is fixed on the dots below that show the twins that are growing stronger day by day. All of these young Royals across the breadth of Zodia, carry the hopes of the Gods on their tiny shoulders and they are not even aware of it.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

However, thirty kilometers was nothing to a level nine fighter, especially Richie. He practiced the Stealth Tiger, a special technique passed down through generations in Novena. Anyone who mastered it would eventually become a level nine fighter, and Richie was the most adept practitioner of the Stealth Tiger since its inception. With a resounding roar, the entire jungle trembled. Within the dense foliage, Richie had transformed into a giant tiger through the Stealth Tiger technique. His aura resembled that of a tiger, with yellow-black stripes, making it difficult at first glance to distinguish whether he was human or tiger.

The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet. The words Tahr spoke thousands of years ago, before the curse, shoot through my mind. Dragons bow to no one. And here we are offering everything to the Goddess for a treasure greater than any other. A child. *** Tahr Lightning strikes in front of us. I can't help but remember the day my parents died. I loved them and they loved me. I turn slightly and gaze at my mate. A gentle smile forms on her lips. We sacrifice everything together. Acasia will care for our child. My brother's and their mates kneel beside us and pride fills me. Not pride for myself but pride that I am not alone as I offer everything I am to the Goddess.

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

Tigers are solitary creatures, we’re not pack animals like the wolves, and we don’t have the expansive brain capacity of the dragons, so being inside Zephyr’s mind is a completely new experience for me. It’s a bit overwhelming because I’ve never shared my mind space with someone, but the tiger in me loves the adoration that my dragon is feeling towards me.

he answered cryptically. Yura walked around and grabbed both horses and tied them down. I glanced upwards and almost fainted by the look of the temple. It had a un-human grandness to it that frightened me. It was to perfect. It was evident that it had been dedicated to the god of power, strength and seduction. 'Enosos' A vague part of me felt like I had been here before. A shrill swirled around me and I turned in Daras grip to look for the source of it. But there was nothing around us.

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

Selina's heart also ached slightly; she stood up and looked at Ezra from above. “Everything in the Wolf clan I ask you to handle. I thank you very much.” Selina didn't wait for Ezra to react and used Wolf's speed to leave. If she stayed by Ezra's side, things would only get worse because no matter what she said, she would only hurt him. Windy and Nolan are now transformed into Wolves because they know their leader Ezra William hates human forms. The entire Wolf race rarely transforms into humans because they always think of their pure Wolf blood as noble blood. Being born in the form of a Wolf is a great honor of God.