Bhoot Jungle Book Novels & Stories

"Brother, can't you… I mean… Is it different in your home country than here?" “Ah… Sorry, every human living on earth seems to have one or more flaws. Incidentally, not being able to read is my only weakness. Can Miss Jang read it to me?” Zhou Fu handed the book back to Jang Mi with a grim smile, he was a little annoyed that his shortcomings were sometimes related to intelligence level. “Ah, the only weakness, huh? Oh well, I'll read it to Big Brother." Jang Mi scratched her cheek for a while before finally accepting back the book that Zhou Fu had given her. On the front of the book was written a very large title: Bone of the White Wolf.

But, then one day, everything changed without a single Warning. At night, the girl would always read a story for Loathefiya. She read "Once upon a time, two boys were living happily together. They played together, studied together and the most special thing was they played flute together". Loathefiya got up and said "Just like us right, Naha" Naha nodded. and continued "But, one day while they were walking together. They entered a jungle. The jungle has very scary voices. They were afraid. Suddenly, a bat came and scared them so that they both got separated".

My one choice would decide the fate of this island. I felt a strange feeling holding me and could hear the screams. It was a calling. Someone was begging me for help. Tugging at my hair, I peeked inside the book. In Pages, a lady seemed to be working on a design with her child wrapped against her back. The little one with shiny eyes was dreaming while holding her mom tightly. I could feel the warmth of her smile. Nerves get on me when I put my hand on the page. The light penetrated my body. Within moments, I felt a drastic change in my surroundings.

Kai, age 10 The night had fallen thick and heavy over the A****n, a darkness so profound it seemed to devour the world. The air hung heavy with moisture, carrying the rich scent of damp earth and exotic flora. The jungle's nocturnal symphony pulsed with life - the distant howl of a howler monkey, the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth, the haunting call of a nightjar. But tonight, an undercurrent of tension thrummed beneath the familiar sounds, setting Kai's nerves on edge.

With courage and boldness, Robert mallow shouted with the bottom of his voice. "Help us O lord from this difficulties, oh the ancestors grant us the supernatural power" Robert mallow dow down in tears and all the Bingle soldiers do the same. Suddenly, the haven changes and a very big shadow appears in the sky. The shadow was so bright that no one could raise their head to view. Only the legend of the jungle raised his head and disappeared in the battlefield. Few minutes later, Robert mallow appears with a thunder in his eyes and an axe in his hand, everyone bowing down for him and hailing him a legend of the jungle……..

“Yes sir!” the men replied. Once more, Zephyr laid his eyes on the books, his gaze rested on one of them. The book was covered in a layer of dust and was made of bamboo. It looked unique. “Thunderfoot?” Zephyr muttered as he opened the book, reading its contents. A wave of excitement washed over him. He excitedly flipped through the pages, carefully memorizing the technique’s intricate steps.

'it wasn't. Eleanor sat down and pulled out the book she'd gotten from Gabby. What better way to divert her racing mind? She flipped pages randomly till she came across a page, which wasn't a page. It was cut into, with a smaller book hidden within that took up the rest of the page space underneath. She carefully pulled it out. It was an old brown leather cover with brownish pages. A pretty old book. She gently set down Bigfoot and opened the book, instantly getting sucked in.

"Can you tell me who wrote this and what it is about?" Unaware of Axel’s intentions, Serena opened the book and flipped through it. "This was written by Holly. It’s about her encounters with a tribe that stayed in the South-West. I remember them. They were tall and pale no matter how much time they spent in the sun. They didn’t eat meat and were very good with bows and knives even though they pledged never to kill because they believed in reincarnation and how every creature could contain the spirit of their ancestors." Serena paused. "Holly should be working on potions in the lab. Do you want to meet with her and ask about those creatures?"

I spun out my bed and scrambled my way to the study, mother was hiding something and I really need to figure out. Lightning and thunder ravaged through the hallway windows casting the shadows of the trees through the wall. The study was a big space filled with brown shelves and filled with books, getting one for Violet wouldn’t be a bad idea. I strolled round the library in the study and my attention trapped the very first edition of paurnima curse, a book papa got for mother when she found out about the clan. My clean nails studied the hardness of the brown books which dated from centuries with its italic words scribble against every page.

And as they move through the forest, guided by the rhythm of the seasons and the whispers of the wind, Theo and the Earth Goddess stand as guardians of the wild, their bond a testament to the enduring power of love and the eternal beauty of the natural world. In the heart of their woodland home, nestled within the sturdy trunk of a majestic oak, stands a remarkable bookshelf carved from the very wood of the tree itself. The shelves curve gracefully along the inner walls of the chamber, following the natural contours of the wood, each one laden with volumes of ancient lore and mystical knowledge.