Concrete Jungles Novels & Stories

They knew that the treasure they sought would not be easy to find, and they needed a solid plan of action. Finally, after several days of trekking through the jungle, the team reached their destination. The temple was hidden deep in the heart of the jungle, surrounded by dense foliage and guarded by a moat filled with crocodiles. The team was exhausted but excited to begin their search. As they approached the temple, they could see that it was in a state of disrepair. The walls were crumbling, and the roof had collapsed in places. Vines and other plants had grown up around the structure, making it difficult to get a clear view of the temple's interior.

It's been two weeks and I may say I’m barely living. I removed all of my connection in the Philippines. I need space. I need to forget about everything and heal myself. “You need to eat, bitch,” Cassandra said when she came inside our room. There were only two rooms in the house and the other one was being used by Azaia. She was holding a tray of food with worriedness looming her eyes. Even just the glimpse of it, doesn’t seem to help in stimulating any hunger in me at all.

We unleashed our demons and let them out on to the enemies. We have been trained hard to take over the family business and also the mafia. We have been beaten, we have been starved, we have been shot, we have been broken and we have been thrown into dungeons. But at last, we are out like the most deadly demons and Nicholas is the biggest demon of us all.

my sentence redirected itself as my eyes made their way to the screen We shared a short laugh. The pictures were taken right as I got off the bus and as I entered the shop, "I really hope you don't mind but you're just a nice natural model. I've been seeing you here often," If I wasn't black I'm sure a blush would have spread across my cheeks, "Thank you so much, I do not mind at all. I'm Julia," I offered my hand He took my hand, "I'm Adam, nice to meet you," he replied shaking my hand

The jungle was screaming. It wasn't just the wind or the prehistoric predators; it was the island itself. The ground beneath Willa’s bare feet groaned as another massive chunk of the shoreline collapsed into the dark, churning sea miles below. They had reached the center. The Altar of Truth was a massive monolith of black obsidian, jutting out of the mud like a jagged tooth. It was surrounded by a circle of ancient, glowing blue stones that flickered in time with Willa’s pulse.

"Flattened? The outer walls are eight inches of solid concrete!" [The concrete structure lacks reinforcement ] the system text read, scrolling down much faster in front of my face. [Apex Mutants possess burrowing capabilities. They will bypass the surface shield by breaching the basement floor from beneath the foundation.] "Oh, god " I whispered, putting my hand over my mouth as the true horror sank in. I looked down at the gray concrete floor under my boots. I thought about the dark damp basement where Cindy had pulled the power lever—the wet floor resting directly on top of the dark earth.

The streets were silent, the air was cold and the traffic light was beaming bright red, I took my heels off and started walking barefoot on the cold pebbles of the road less taken by which would lead me straight to the town jungle, everything was already planned out in the back of my head and now I was simply placing the pieces together. I was now deep inside the jungle which was led by the road I was walking at, this jungle has always been there , it has become a common spot for stoners to get high but no one has comes this deep in the jungle and I know it because I always used to run to this jungle every time my alcoholic father used to have a breakdown and to escape his wrath I used to hi

They were fighting now, growling and I could see their claws appearing and disappearing… they were that angry, they wouldn’t be able to control it and they could shift. This was just outside the club and the club security would be here any moment, Italy might be okay with wolves prowling about but I’m not so sure about Los Angeles, California. “Stop!” I screamed, but none of them seemed to hear me, both of them too far gone in their anger to even hear me. I was hysterical now… I didn’t know what to do… Mind to mind, could I speak to them…? No I was only connected to Arian, I was shaking, then I steeled myself and zeroed my gaze in on Nathan, I thought of a really loud screeching sound. Marth