Tribes Novels & Stories

This is a fucking foreign fancy land. This feels like a dream! A dream I never want to wake up from! Trent holds my hand tightly as we stand up, looking around. He throws his phone and turns to look at me, smiling broadly. "Baby," he grins. "Welcome to Kenya." 🇰🇪🇰🇪🇰🇪🇰🇪

De Valdosta the greed one, while Laurie Vinci take a lead to leaders who doesn't agree with De Valdosta. As the time pass by, in every powerful bloodline, the cold war pass it on and on. The late leaders of each clans always remind their people to maintain the connections of their allies. A several decades come along, the clans turn into tribes. De Valdosta clan turned into Picaresque tribe, while the Laurie Vinci clan summoned as Horace Walpole tribe. Each tribe has it's own kind. They're both powerful. Wealth and prosperity are surrounded on them. But in every story there still is a strong and the stronger.

She taps my thigh repeatedly as she makes the request in Igbo language. "There is nothing to tell. I'm tired, your boss has already ruined my day, abeg, just take me home." I plead and Chiamaka doesn't even put up an argument. She lifts herself from the chair as soon as I do so, and we both walk out of the club, without saying anything else to each other. ****** "You have to tell me what I need to know. For Christ sake, I'm your friend!" Amaka starts, the minute we get into her car.

“Oh, I-I’m sorry, I get abit carried away.” “Don’t apologize.” He shook his head, a radiant smile tugging at his lips. “I take it you know what tribe I’m from.” I nodded. “Sylvaris tribe involves elf’s with earth magic. Each tribe has their own elemental magic and during different stages in history – you have all been taken advantage of, used for power that you never wanted therefore you live under the pretenses of a myth in a fairytale.” His melancholy smile pulls at my heartstrings, especially when I remember how disrespectful Cassandra was to him. “The greed for power will never stop.”

Except for Velda, who trembled and pleaded tearfully, "Solanke, we have a treaty! We're in a peace period. You can't hurt me! Let me go, and we can renegotiate the border agreement." "Velda!" Brock, being dragged out, roared in anger. "You shameless coward! You're unworthy of being a Gamma." Solanke glanced at Brock indifferently. "We Western Tribes keep our word. The border is settled; no need for changes." The Western Tribes had already suffered greatly and wouldn't risk their reputation by attacking the Bloodscar Border again. As Brock was dragged away, his look of contempt told Velda he'd likely never return. He shouted, "Yo

Xiao Chen heard that the White Tiger tribe did not want to deal with them. The four tribes scattered across the continent, as well as several other sacred beast tribes, were not something Xiao Chen wanted to subdue. They were all too troublesome and incapable of doing anything responsibly, just like the tiger ancestors who had forced Xiao Chen into his current situation. They had given away the inheritance without his permission and forced Xiao Chen to deal with the ancestral tribe directly.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

“Emilia this is one of my good friends Nisha, she also belongs to Loren’s harem.” “Don’t call it that Tami,” Nisha responded as she flicked her black curls over her shoulder. “We all know you’re Loren’s favorite, he doesn’t sleep with the rest of us.” “Then what would you have me call it?” Tamsyn asked as she turned to face the other girl. “I know the terms we use are archaic, but it’s just what the groups have always been called.” Nisha shrugged in response as she flopped onto the bed. She stretched her limbs like a cat, I watched from the corner of my eye as she made herself comfortable and popped a grape in her mouth from the platter they’d brought.

So I’ll just go with Ace. Grabbing my phone, I look at a picture of all three of them. I’m coming guys, coming to make everything right.

The network is separated into different branches, headed by the same kind of assholes, But Roman is the overall boss for everything. Their code is mostly about loyalty, you see, when you join the background you don't belong to yourself. You dedicate your life to the Background, you'll take a bullet, a knife, and whatever weapon available to keep the Background a secret. These men here will do anything and everything to protect their asses and burn someone else's. The second thing about joining is you risk your family, especially if you're not someone powerful. Usually, they're bargaining chips, used for blackmail material, and means to make money. That's why I've sworn myself to not get clos