Tribes Novels & Stories

By the time the last one arrived, she was already flushed, biting her lip and whispering how she wouldn’t mind having every one of those Alphas take turns burying their cocks deep inside her until she couldn’t remember her own name. Within thirty minutes, every Alpha had arrived, except one. Alpha Kyron of the Three-Eyed Brothers Pack, from the Northern Territory. Not much was known about him, only that people spoke his name in whispers. They said he was cursed…that he had three eyes, just like his pack’s name claimed, the third one resting at the back of his head. Terrifying, if you thought about it long enough.

"I don't think I have ever seen the Blackwood triplets look so thoroughly defeated. They look like three lost puppies." I stiffened, pulling my gaze away from them and focusing on my hands in my lap. "They are just tired from pack business, I'm sure." Martha let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "Oh, honey, don't play innocent with us. We have lived with wolves a lot longer than you have. That isn't pack business. That is a mate dispute if I have ever seen one."

“However, the Anubis tribe was more successful than the last time due to the fact that they were able to attack the other tribes from the inside. Most tribes were taken over or wiped out, mainly those that refused to learn to use elemental powers.” “But some of the tribes were wiped out because they were eaten, right?” Whoa wait… Did I miss something here? Apparently Chaze was paying more attention than everyone. I somehow miss the explanation of this. Benson sighed as he nodded his head. This subject bothered him for some reason. Also, he kept looking to me as if I should be paying attention to t

William cannot stomach this scene and Ingrid was about to pass out from the smell. “These tribes put up a fight and they all ended up dead before me. The archer tribe of Archon, the soothsayer tribe of Yellow Creek, and many others have joined my cause. Don’t be a follow like these dead men!” The Chief smiled. The hunters began to feel hopeless. Seeing the other tribe dead and some of them joining the Hand made them hope for a better outcome. Ingrid cannot contain her rage and wanted to lash out. John and William looked at each other and shared an understanding: This is their second home and they will not let this one fall.

The next day, Soheila packed all her things. She put it inside the spirit ring and asked her spirit beasts about the North, she asked them because the two Spirit Beast, Sylvie the Fox and Little Black the Hamster traveled there already for tons of times. The North is the number one kingdom among the three sides. The three sides are the West, East, and South. The North had 4 prestigious clans which are the Harter Clan, Finland Clan, Keiya Clan, and Kim Clan. The famous and best Sect also is there, the North, which is Blue Moon Sect.

I cut her off abruptly before she can jump to any correct conclusions. "And by that," Troy continues, "I mean that I'm officially choosing a side. I'm officially coming out as a non-gay person! Whoo!" he fist-bumps the air in excitement, proud of himself. Everyone falls silent again. How have scientists not documented this new species yet?

“Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird, I’m avenging my grandson. It seems to be unrelated to you, right? Why do you want to be involved in this mess?” Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird spoke the human language, “The four tribes of mythical creatures bonded and fought against the Undying Clan together in antiquity. That’s sworn companionship. The Benares Dragons were almost annihilated back then in order to save the four tribes of mythical creatures, so how can I watch you bully her now?” “That’s right! We disagree!” roared Taika. “We disagree too!” At that moment, someone else jumped out. Lena came out.

It was like they were dormant. Amber looked towards the lost soul, this one was different from the others. She wasn't reaching out for Amber's help or trying to kill her. A warrior's soul~ Her head held a feather crown that was often worn by the warriors of multiple tribes. Her waist-long hairs were styled in two braids, she was looking at Amber with her soulless eyes but the thing that caught Amber's attention was her lips. Amber's eyes zoomed on her pale blue lips~ Her lips moved. "You don't need that kind of love." The lost souls that are known for whispering to the darkness were now talking to Amber because her inside was filled with the darkness that they

Serenity paced, Noah tapped away on his phone and Patrick watched her. “So, let me get this straight, I’m not only a Skin Writer, for the Horde… but a Skin Writer for the Legion? How the hell does that work?” “We don’t know. They are predominantly of the Horde. There’s only ever been one recorded case of a Skin Writer being of the Legion.” Patrick mused.

Zelda listened attentively, eager to absorb the essence of their stories and understand the intricate dynamics within the pack. Sasha's pack was a vibrant tapestry of personalities, each bringing unique strengths and talents to the table. There were the seasoned warriors, their eyes gleaming with stories of valor and triumph. The healers, with their gentle touch and profound knowledge of herbal remedies, embodied a sense of compassion and care. The elders, wise and revered, offered guidance and shared the wisdom accumulated through generations.