Tribe Stories

Elanora Jones wasn't supposed to be anyone's imprint. Least of all Paul Lahote's. But the bond doesn't care what either of them wants. As Ella is pulled closer to Paul, she begins to uncover secrets about him, about the past their families share, and about Embry Call, her childhood best friend, who might suddenly see her as something more. And when feelings rise, loyalties blur, and danger creeps closer, Ella is forced to ask herself: Is love a choice or destiny?

EDITING *This is the third book of the "Daughter of the Moon" series, so read the first two books - "Water" and "Earth" - if you haven't already* Elara had danced with death before, but never like this. She had experienced pain before, but she could have never imagined this. Elara had thought she had known darkness, but she learns that she had only scratched the surface. Will she be able to escape the chains that cut her wrists or the chords that bind her mind? Will Zuko pull through and rescue her, or will she have to place her trust and friendship in others? Will Elara live long enough to see the end of the infamous 100 year war, or will she find herself reunited with a long-forgotten people? In the heart-wrenching conclusion to this masterful trilogy, the only way to know is to read it for yourself. *Trigger Warning: this book will discuss traumatic events as well as the effects of those experiences and may not be suitable for all readers.* The characters and events of this story are based on the brilliant workings of Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino. Therefore, I do not own the characters and events used other than Elara, her adventure, and other OC's.

Vaporeon x Glaceon Warning there is violence and death in this book and also curse words will be used. This story might be disturbing for some readers. This book is about a male Vaporeon and a male Glaceon that live divided lives away from each other. Arwyn lives with the Glaceon tribe while Cascade is raised by a group of outcasts. One day their paths cross and they fall for each other but the relationship they seek goes against everything they stand for. Are they willing to take the risk of betraying their groups for each other? Vaporeon has fur in this book. I do not own Pokémon or any art I use in this book

𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦. She wears a face that turns hearts into puppets, hiding behind a moonstone charm and silence to survive a world that never truly sees her. Born under the shadow of a spirit's curse, Amira carries a face that bends attention itself, turning admiration into obsession, and affection into something far more dangerous. People don't see a girl. They see something they want, something they chase, something they cannot ignore. And because of that, she learns early that being seen is not the same as being understood. When the Avatar's journey crosses her path, everything begins to shift. Aang carries the weight of balance, nations, and bending itself-but Amira carries something quieter. Aang must master the elements to restore balance to a world burning under war. Amira must learn what it means to exist in a world that has never once looked at her without wanting something in return. As their journey unfolds through war-torn lands, bending battles, and spirit-bound secrets buried deeper than history dares to remember, Amira begins to discover something unfamiliar, a place where she is not just desired, but chosen. And even a cursed girl who believes she was never meant to belong might be the one to change everything.

The main character is transported in the stone age fantasy, he met a beast girl and she took me as mate and also beast girl has a tribe but is only female then the main character helps them to learn how to survive and build (And also WARNING. There is a sexy girl picture and this is adult)

A girl born from a vampire mother and a werewitch father. What could go wrong? OC x Swan x OC Cullen x OC Uley

[STATUS:- ON GOING] [GENRE:- FANTASY, ACTION, ADVENTURE, SPECULATIVE FICTION, YOUNG ADULT] _____________________✦____________________ After saving the Spellcaster Town from destruction, Kamoor, Azeal, and Sierra set out to return....only to be ambushed by something far more terrifying than anything they've faced before. An unseen, unfelt, and ruthless creature begins its hunt. But the danger doesn't end there. Drawn into a conflict not their own, they find themselves entangled with Spirit Users---a people bound by secrets, power, and their own hidden motives. And as the truth begins to unfold, one thing becomes clear..... this is no ordinary threat. To stop the creature, they must uncover and face the evil behind it... before it's too late.

Two siblings, Twig and Violet, find themselves stranded on an unfamiliar island, and must find away to return home.

After the fall of Beacon Academy and the death of the Fall Maiden who Hector killed himself, he has decided to do something neither side has considered ever happening: For someone to go to war with not just Salem but Ozpin aswell. For the world to be truly free they must die so that the world may finally prosper without one trying to destroy it while the other kept it stagnated. Join the famous Mad Bounty Hunter of Remnant as he now prepares to break the chains that hold Remnant's people back. Read the Mad Bounty Hunter of Remnant before reading this one.

"It's okay," he whispers. "It's okay. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Gathering up more air to breathe, I sniffle, "Promise?" He confidently nods against my chest. "I promise." And in this brief moment, as I squeeze my eyes shut and savor the tender, light-hearted sensation of holding this boy between my arms, I realize that all I want to do right now is stay this close to him. Forever. For the rest of my life. For however long the universe decides to give us. And that's what scares me. *HEADS UP: this book goes through monthly editing if I need to add or remove dialogue and scenes to make story flow better*

13th century- The Middle East. In the heart of the Arabian desert, Princess Laila of Al-Shujae faces an impossible choice. Beyond her city walls stands an army ready to attack on command. Their only proposition? Marriage. The fate of two tribes lies in her hands, and the ruthless warrior of Al-Muharibun will stop at nothing to succeed.

୨୧ ɞ 。... 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ... ▍❤️‍🩹 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 （ ， @sᴀᴅɢɪʀʟᴢʟᴜᴠᴍᴇᴇ. 𝗼𝗰 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽 ; ғᴇᴀᴛ. ɪᴢᴏɴᴇ.

𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴍᴀʏᴀ ᴜʟᴇʏ ɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪꜱᴇ. slight embry call x oc slight demetri volturi x oc

The mountains remembered. They remembered every oath sworn beneath their shadows. Every funeral prayer whispered into the wind. Every mother who stood at her doorway waiting for footsteps that never returned. And every drop of blood that had soaked into the earth between two tribes who no longer remembered why they hated each other. The feud had begun long before Sikander Waliullah Khan was born. Long before Mahur Shahabudin Khan learned to walk. Long before their fathers inherited the burden from the men who came before them. It had survived generations. It had outlived reason. The people called it honor. The mountains called it repetition. One grave became two. Two became ten. Ten became so many that no one could remember which death had demanded the first revenge. Only that revenge was always demanded. On one side of the border stood the Khans. On the other stood the men who had sworn never to bow before them. Between them lay orchards, fields, and graves. Too many graves. For decades, sons inherited wars they never started. Fathers buried boys they had once carried on their shoulders. And mothers learned to pray with fear hidden beneath every word. Then, one day, fate grew tired of following old rules. A son who hated blood met a daughter who questioned war. A boy raised on loss met a girl raised on inherited hatred. Neither understood it then. Neither knew that a single meeting beneath an apple tree would shake promises older than both their families. Because sometimes, the most dangerous thing in a land built on revenge is not a gun. It is hope. And hope had just crossed the border.

❝ jυѕт wнeɴ ι тнιɴĸ ι've leαrɴed тo lιve, lιғe cнαɴɢeѕ ❞ ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── what would you do if your life was swept away by the rapids? flooded by mistrust and the instinct to run from the dangers of opening your heart? would break the surface gasping for air, or let the changing waters engulf you? ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── umber has been tainted by deceit. once happy and filled with the joy of kithood, he now walks a path of ruin and betrayal. one mistake that broke the dam holding back the ocean and sent the raging water crashing into his perfect life, his perfect family and everything he ever knew. but he is no longer a child. and he will never turn his back to the floods. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── CHANGING WATERS a warriors choose your own adventure RUN BY olive/rose STARTED august first WARRIORSOFTHECENTURY 2020 all rights reserved

As an empire crumbles under mysterious attacks, a trail of secrets, bloodlines, and forgotten history threatens to consume everyone searching for the truth.

Senan had strange encounters with snakes, both in dreams and real life, when he was employed as a laborer in a vast farmland in the deep woods in a remote village in the Western Ghats of Karnataka, South India. Later, he finds that the snake had been worshipped as Naga deity by the natives. His weird experiences unfold many strange truths and offer him incredible capabilities. His life takes many unexpected turns, which ultimately transform him.

this and the warriors A-Z? yeah I'm willing to die

Ivan's life ended on the Magus world betrayed by his lover. But when he thought his soul would perish, he was reborn on the Primitive world as the third son of the Tribal Chief I'Pok. Using his past memories he once again embarked his journey as a Charm Caster. Helping his tribe flourish and supporting his brothers to become a chief of the Tribe.

She's an assassin, but more than that, she's one of the commander's collectors. When a debt goes unpaid, with a flip of a sand dial, the commander calls upon Venus and Alto to reclaim what she's owed. When a collection goes wrong and Venus accidentally kills their chieftain, the village of Nordfast rallies against Peyka demanding war. When the fault falls on Venus, Venus finds her own sand dial has been flipped and she must now set forth on a perilous journey against time. When all hope seems lost, she finds herself questioning who she really is, what she really stands for, and who it is she must become in order to survive. But, is it possible to change the fate of someone that thrives in darkness? [This story is a work in progress. I simply write, post, and save the editing for later. Expect a lot of mistakes. This is the first draft.] Disclaimer: This story may contain acts of violence, sexual implications, and foul language not suited for all audiences. Read at your own discretion.