Abused Monkeys Playlist Novels & Stories

He did get two Revival Grasses here after all. “Just say what you actually want to say,” Mane sighed and said. He lightly moved his arms and stretched a bit. As he warmed up, he turned to face the large monkey beside him and spoke to it. Spending two days with the Crystal Monkeys had been very beneficial. Both to Mane and Lily. Both of them had grown more accustomed to the monkeys, and had spent a lot of the time here speaking to them. So now they could understand a lot of what the monkeys said. Mane had even given them numbers based on their strength. Numbers 1 to 11. And he did this by testing them all, which was why Silver’s mother didn’t dare to be complacent and said they should fight M

"Help! Ah! Ah!" On the other hand, two women screamed for mercy, but their screams did not help. It only made the male gorilla who was playing with their bodies even more excited. Of course, being played with by the gorilla drove them both crazy. That was because the gorilla's treasure was so big that it hurt them terribly.

Mara dropped into the window seat like her body weighed a thousand pounds. Three straight days of workshops, crisis calls, holding other people’s pain until her own felt numb. She needed these five hours. Just noise in her ears and nothing else. She pulled out her phone, plugged in her headphones, and opened the playlist. The private one. No title. Forty-seven tracks of the stuff she never let anyone see. Women moaning loud and broken, filthy commands, wet sounds, her own breathy voice in a few recordings where she’d touched herself and whispered every dirty thing she wanted but never asked for out loud.

That would make them well acquainted and could possibly make them accomplices but it still didn't explain why they targeted this pack. My phone vibrated with a message notification from an unknown number. Curiosity got the better of me and I opened the message to find a video to which I then played. A battered, bruised, and very naked Monica appeared on screen. Her breathing was labored, chest barely rising and falling. Whoever had her had silver shackles on her wrists, holding her arms above her head. The floor itself seemed to be made of silver. I could only imagine the pain she must have been feeling.

Monsters laughter rang out as they also deliberately run their feet, shaking the ground that is stable a while ago when the monsters comparable to that of a mini giant just used their big feet to walk. Gabriel stopped his footsteps as system 'Eye' voice that turned into emotionless mechanical voice pass through his head and repeated what was the news woman was saying a while ago to the radio and in front of the TV that had suddenly broken down as a terrified scream had once again echoed in Gabriele ears. Species: Experimented Mini Monkey Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100 000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Abilty: Shakeable Claws [Can shake the under the surf

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"It's a good thing we caught her in the act of destroying Vivian's photo. I mean, who knows how Mabel has been using her role as class monitor to bully Vivian when no one else was looking?" Those around completely pushed Brandon over the edge. He strode over and loomed above me, asking, "Which hand did you use to tear it?" I was just about to speak, but Brandon brought his foot down hard on my right hand; the pain overwhelmed me immediately, causing tears to surge out from the sheer agony. "Is this the hand?" Brandon lifted his foot slightly, then brought it down again with all his might, stomping so hard that I clearly heard the sound of a bone snapping.

He had been an unwanted illegitimate son and to force him into their world, they made him watch his own mother die. "He stayed in that house with her corpse for three whole days and nights." Nathaniel stared at me, his voice sharp, almost vengeful. "When they finally pulled him out, he didn’t say a single word. He was just... a hollow puppet." Liam suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder. I ignored him, my eyes fixed on Liam in the video. When was this taken? It had to be overseas because most of the people in the background were foreigners. How had he felt, undergoing treatment in a place so unfamiliar while being all alone with no one by his side?

After everyone had listened to Kivvi's explanation, everyone began to murmur among themselves once more, this time with a tone of surprise in their voices as their opinions shifted. "Oh my god, how disgraceful! How is it possible for Jessica to be so brazen as to force herself on the person who will eventually become the pack's Alpha?" "Can you believe her audacity? How helpless can she be?" Because of what she attempted to accomplish, she deserves to be in a coma as payback for her actions! "That's just so pitiful!" "Is this the consequence for what she had done, which she had forced onto others? So gross"

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"