Cavemen Story Novels & Stories

“Just… wandering.” Cavin exhaled smoke, the ember of his cigarette glowing like a predator’s eye. “Funny. People don’t wander into Coby territory. They don’t leave breathing if they do.” Derina tilted her chin, masking nerves with defiance. “Maybe your reputation is just a bedtime story my father tells to keep me in line.” Cavin stepped closer, and the night seemed to fold around him. “Bedtime story?” His voice was low, dangerous. “Sweetheart, I’m the monster your father prays you’ll never meet.”

she whispered. Kgosi nodded, a genuine warmth in his voice. "These paintings tell stories of hunting, rituals, and daily life." As they walked deeper into the cave, the air took on a musky scent, and the ground became uneven. The guide cautioned, "Watch your step; the terrain can be a bit tricky in here." Less than a minute after he gave that warning, Annabel, engrossed in the paintings, didn't notice a small protruding stone on the cave floor. With an unexpected stumble, she lost her balance and fell forward, landing on her knees with a gasp.

I held my wallet while walking out of the village, I told the bodyguards not to come with me because the café was nearby and I would be back soon. I didn't bring airpods because I might have an accident in no time. I also plan to have breakfast there at the café. When I got out of the village, I walked to the left sidewalk. The café is there. I walked pass the people who look at me, I just ignore them because I'm used to it. La Cuevas is the most elevated place in Cebu, but somehow there are still those who suffer like the corner I pass. I heard that dad is working on a project with the mayor to help them, though.