Cavemen Story Novels & Stories

Cass squeezed my shoulders and gave a sympathetic half-smile. "Right, we have just this chance so by all means, kindly carry on, riddle man." I sighed and thrust my hands in my pocket, grasping the emptiness so tightly like they could serve some form of comfort to me right now. "The rules of the riddles goes as follows." The giant man stood tall, making precise movements as he led us to the innermost part of the cave that was designed with old drawings and paintings of ancient warriors and mummies. It reminded me of Egyptian history and I couldn't help but wonder if the indigenes were once nomadic hunters that documented their history with drawings because they were not exposed to the knowle

The pack members raised their bones and cheered, their voices echoing through the night. Gasher raised his voice, interrupting the conversation. "That reminds me, have any of you heard about a secret cave called the Black Cave of Oints?" he asked. The room went silent as the other rogues looked at each other with confusion. One of them spoke up, "Is that from a children's book or what?" and the rest burst out laughing. Gasher's face grew stern. "I'm not joking," he said. "I heard about it from some travelers. They said it's filled with treasure, enough to make us all rich for the rest of our lives," he lied.

He offered me his elbow. “Shall we?” I grit my teeth and took his arm, following him into the cave. It was deep and winding, and the walls were smooth and cold. Thankfully, we didn’t go too deep. I could still make out the light coming from the entrance, although it was fading quickly as the sun went down. If I could just get a head start… “Here.” The Rogue King lifted his torch to illuminate the wall we’d stopped in front of. “This, Avery, is the story of your people—and how you were lost.”

They had discovered an ancient cavern hidden deep within the rocks, a place whispered about only in legends. Intrigued and concerned, Amelia and Markas decided to investigate, accompanied by Fenrir and a few trusted companions. As they entered the cavern, an eerie silence cloaked the atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting a story of love, sacrifice, and the power of the elemental stones.

Carmen slides beside me to offer support and I cling onto her fur instead and use her as a walking aid. It’s been dug out carelessly, and makeshift, like they never really intended this to be more than a temporary lair. There’s no home comforts or hints of human living, just a damp and cold cave. Like wild animals sheltering in the darkness and not creatures capable of civilization, like we are.

I had to put on my brave face now, if I showed just one of those creatures that I was scared, they’d have the advantage. As we approached the cavern, it was exactly the way it was in my dream. The opening had been covered with vines and barely large enough to fit a more than one of us at a time through it. We each squeezed through the small crack-like opening one by one. After we all were through, the cave was much bigger than the entrance. It was like the mountain was hollowed out by miners in search of crystals. All that was left on the walls of the cavern was limestone, which miners knew that couldn’t be harvested until it matured into a crystal. So, this is an abandoned mine shaft, I tho

he said, lighting a match. A second before the match hit the ground, he shifted and Mira jumped on his back. He ran as fast as he could as explosions happened in the chamber. The cave began to shake and crumble around them. Cohen pushed himself harder trying to reach the cave entrance before the ceiling collapsed onto them. He made one long leap and both of them out of the cave. The cave was completely sealed. All that was left was finishing the hybrids that left the cave.

“You have to start explaining this. I need to understand what I saw.” “How much are you into history and biology?” he asked. “Not much.” “Well, long ago, when humans moved on all four legs—” Camille stopped walking and let go of his hands. “Wait. What?” “Really long ago.” He laughed. “O-kay.” “Hopefully, this will make sense.” She continued walking with him, guiding them to the lake. He cleared his throat. “Long ago, when humans moved on four legs, they would hide in caves at night.”

Vanessa said with a small yawn. "Just one more hour, Mom? Please?" Ethan pleaded. "Yeah! We're right in the middle of our story." Emma replied excitedly. "You're always in the middle of a story. But what's so special about tonight?" Vanessa asked with a light smile. "We're on a quest to save the kingdom." Ethan said with a grin. "And our heroes are trapped in a cave." Emma chipped in. Vanessa laughed. "Well, I suppose heroes can't be left in caves forever. One more hour, but then lights out, deal?"

Another said and Most giggled while others clapped in excitement climbing up their bulks With the ladders attached to them. "Alright! Everyone, take your seats wherever you find space in the bunks." I commanded and they all did, taking their position in the different bunks that surrounded me. Two little ones climbed into my arms before I began telling them my story. I know that Edward propagated the wrong story but I now have the opportunity to speak the truth and tell stories of a different time. After they bombarded me with questions when I told them the true story of the Lycan heritage, they forced me to tell them another story, yet unsatisfied, so I decided to tell them about me and Eva