Akela Jungle Novels & Stories

Gently, with the precision of a jeweler, the Trench-King deposited a charred, motionless form onto the sand. "Kael!" Jax screamed, breaking the formation and sprinting toward the water. Kael looked like a piece of the volcanic vent itself. His skin was a mosaic of deep red burns and obsidian-like scarring where the magma had touched him. His hair was gone, and his breathing was so faint it barely registered as a movement in his chest. But as Elara knelt beside him, she didn't feel the cold of death. She felt a heat so intense it made the air around them shimmer.

she answered getting up, "Besides, it's spring, you can use them without roasting like a chicken, you have beautiful legs and they look very long even with your short height, a loose top and you will be pure dynamite." She gave me a greenish top and I was about to put it on when she stopped me in horror. “Please tell me what I see is not a sports bra, because I will kill the person who bought it.” "Well, Alex told me...” "Alex is a fucking hypocrite,” she interrupted, "Fortunately for you and unfortunately for him, they brought me a section of lustful and scarcely woven underwear from La Perla." “Oh, Alex took me there on Monday, but he pulled me out when I asked about a strange piece of clo

Emilia’s POV Pain wracks my body as I lay curl up in a ball on the dungeon floor. Fuck that bastard. I don’t know who the hell he thought he is by picking me up and carrying me back to that dumbwit Alpha. I gingerly roll over on my other side, praying the pain goes away soon. Everything freaking hurts. After Alpha Kade dropped me on the ground in front of Alpha Jackson (further damaging my already broken ribs—it didn’t help anything with me fighting him the entire way from the forest to the flipping ballroom, my dickhead Alpha allowed Kendrick and Ozara to choose my punishment.

"You can only get the mark off your skin when you rub the leaves of the Arok tree on it and the tree only grows in the Guchemba jungle." "How far is it to here?" "It's not far from here but the jungle is forbidden. That is why we are camped here because we expect no one to travel in this direction. The story of the Guchemba jungle and its surroundings mountains and rivers is told to everyone in the utopia town that no one thinks of leaving town and coming close to this place. I bet the men were shocked to see you." They had been but I wasn't in the mood to recount the story. I only nodded.

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the dense forest. Akira knelt on the ground, her fingers delicately brushing through the underbrush as she gathered herbs for her healing salves. "Just a little soup won't do some harm," she muttered, "They will have to manage this before I can get back to the market," she grunted. A soft cry broke her train of thoughts. She paused, her heart skipping a beat. The cry echoed again, clearer this time. Akira tilted her head, straining to listen. It was a pup’s cry.

He looked up as I asked, his eyes stunned but he quickly covered it up. "What are you talking about?" He questioned as he tapped on the screen with a serious expression. "That's the one thing I'm dying to know, though my pack excels in agriculture produce but that's the only area we are best at, the Crescent moon pack is a land of treasures, filled with gold and even best at agriculture and they were dying to partner with you, yet you declined and rushed just in time before I was sentenced to sign a deal with us?" I huffed at my long choice of words, Alpha Kael didn't even bother looking up at his screen, he merely shrug his shoulders and replied.

Their work moved slowly partly because Elena and Lila constantly complained about heat, rough rocks, tearing clothes, dirty hands; partly because they kept whispering side‑comments whenever Alexus gave instructions. Second party jungle edge & stream valley: Kael, Cassandra, Marco and Maya. This group moved faster, focused and quiet, trusting each other easily. Kael walked always foremost, scanning every leaf and root, listening to every subtle change in wind and bird‑call. “Notice how canopy closes thicker here,” he pointed softly, slowing pace. “Where sunlight cannot reach ground things grow different… and often dangerous.” He taught us constantly, his voice patient yet precise: Thick tuber

COMPLETED | Full Story Available Lyra Darkfur has always believed the fated mate bond is a blessing, until it becomes her curse. On the night of the Blood Moon, she discovers her mate is Kael Stormrunner, the ruthless Alpha of the most feared pack. Instead of claiming her, he publicly rejects her, driven by a prophecy from the Moon Goddess that names Lyra as the cause of his pack’s destruction. But rejection doesn’t break their bond. It awakens something far more dangerous. Cast among rogues, Lyra uncovers a rare power tied to the Moon Goddess herself and is forced to fight, survive, and rise beyond the weak omega she was raised to be. As war threatens the packs and secrets unravel, Ka

A curious Laura asked, "Was the other guy she was mated to a high-up in the food chain?" Akila did not respond to the question. "He's a drunk and always very violent. I wanted for my family to leave and go in search of my brother and Our Uncle.

Kane had to rely on the speed of his ride, unlike Luan, who could immediately shift into his lion form in case something happened to his halan cheetah. “Let’s go!” Alleki commanded before the swarming enemies reached them. He was in a defensive position before moving. They ran with the cheetahs and vanished into the thickness of the Vergifa forest. After an hour, they were regrouped as planned. All were startled to witness the heavily torn land bridge on their way. As if an explosion had just happened a while ago. The current of the water was too strong for them to cross if ever they descended the river.