Hunger Games Monkeys Novels & Stories

And they were the unlucky ones. They had been chased into the inner region, where one of their party members lost his life to a Desolate Monkey – a powerful Mythic Class Magical Beast with a myriad of abilities. It was a huge beast with the build of a monkey and a snake as its tail. The most disheartening thing about his death was the way he died. He died because two Desolate Monkeys were having a brawl. It just so happened that a tree that had been uprooted due to their battle was flung at their friend, and none of them saw it coming. He died instantly.

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

Dexter again makes a strange call facing the tall trees, to the thick vegetation, he repeats his call many times, until they here an strange sound coming towards them. They were surprise to see, they were monkeys, big as five-year-old child, all of them come towards Dexter, he touches them one by one, the monkeys behaves well, as if Dexter has disciplined them well, they come closed to him. Dexter talks to the monkeys for few minutes, after a while, all of them move away, towards the coconut trees, they climbed so past. Coconut fruits, fall down one after the other, and they gathered them. They have gotten so many fruits, that the three of them cannot carry. “How could we carry them all?” th

His smile stiffened. "Why is everyone here? Is this a family meeting?" Then, as if realizing something, he answered his own question, his tone laced with appropriately faked grief. "Is it because of the child?" "Mom, Dad, I know you can't bear to part with the child. I can't bear it either." "But the pup is corrupted by silver toxicity. It's an abomination. Even if we use expensive potions to keep it until birth, it won't survive." "I really can't bear to let Seraphina suffer through ten months of pregnancy only to watch the child die in her arms. That would be too cruel to both the child and Seraphina."

“Bonds complicate things when time stretches endlessly. Most of us form companionships. We feed, we part. We keep emotions out of it.” Leonidas’s brow lifted slightly. “And feeding? Is it always from humans?” I laughed. “You ask that like I’m going to confess something terrible.” “Well?” “No, not always. There are blood banks. Synth options. Rituals. Feeding doesn’t always mean fangs to the neck. We’ve evolved, despite what the stories say.” “But you’ve fed from humans before,” he said. Not a question. An observation. I met his gaze. “Yes.”

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

, he pulls out his phone and shows us the animated girl as the race car game is about to start. "God! Guy, you're a mufu!", I say and slap his back. "What we're you expecting?". We walk into the breakfast hall, the breakfast hall is set in between the two hostel blocks; male and female. We had breakfast and dinner here. While, the day streamers ( non-boarders) see only school lunch Caf, the real jungle is Breakfast hall. The intoxicating scent of Ogan's akara filled my nostrils, the best part of Tuesdays was the akara and bread we had for breakfast. Everyone had a spirit of joy on Tuesdays, everyone except Lola, she hated it and I never understood why, perks of being the best friend, I got h

The monkey-liked man wasn't a human but a sea monkey. The sea monkey was a primate. It could cultivate at high speed. In addition, it was cunning and cruel. "As a group of small potatoes, how dare you try to kill me? " The sea monkey's eyes were scarlet and looked very cruel. It showed its sharp teeth. Then it jumped thousands of meters with one leap and rushed toward those experts at the Immortal Level. "Retreat!" The Human Immortals shouted. The sea monkey's cultivation was terrifying. They were no match for it.

They were fighting with each other, climbing on each other, and biting themselves in the cave—like ferocious cannibals. She snapped her fingers and the tunnel filled with light. “What the bloody hell?” If I had seen these monsters when I was making my choice, I might have thought otherwise. They were vile and most of them were drooling as if they were under the command of Pavlov. “Uncivilized monkeys!” The beasts scuttled round the whole cave and arranged themselves, standing with bowed heads. The cave was endless and I wondered how many more were in there if I could already see hundreds from here. “Any movement from you and into the lake of lava you go!”

“No, the sea monkey things . . . thing.” “What about it?” We were almost to the house. “Easier if I show you.” “Holy fucking shit,” Matt said, awestruck. I’d made him wait in the hall while I opened the door a crack just to make sure the thing hadn’t escaped. When I opened the door wide enough to let him in, his jaw fell open and his eyes bugged out. “What are you gonna do with it? What if it keeps growing?” “That reminds me, it’s probably hungry. I’m out of the stuff they sent me. What should I feed it?”