Hunger Games Monkeys Novels & Stories

Then, he added, "But don't forget to repay us with a precious gift from your packs. You all are werewolves, aren't you?" Dave furrowed his eyebrows and whispered to Carter, "What can we repay to them? Some bunches of banana?" Then, the whispers were perceived by the smaller monkey, and it responded, "Repay us with the precious gift, but not with bananas. We have much of it in our own field here." "So, is it a deal between the monkeys and you, the werewolves?" The bigger monkey known as the leader of the group finalized the agreement through his question. "Okay. It's a deal." Bastian inclined as he had a hand shake with the leader of monkey group.

•••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• Before Time Learned to Count •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• In the age before men gave names to the dark, there were nine gods of war. They did not love. They did not hunger. They simply were — vast and cold and endless as the space between stars, moving through centuries like blades through silk, leaving only ruin in their wake. Kael was the seventh.

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

On monitors. _No cages. No monsters. Just us._ *Crack.*

A voice from the inside asked aloud"Hey Mell,what's taking you so long.Let the door close already.And tell someone to check what was the source of that noise...Mell!!!...Hey!!!" The person arrived outside and talked without thinking"Haha Mell, you have done it now.You as a newbie are ignoring us seniors now..."The person stopped, seeing Mell laying on the floor.He was about to open his mouth but the monkey didn't allow.Now he could never open his mouth again. The monkey went inside.There was noise of machines breaking and soon a layer of blood started gathering outside the surveillance area. There were scream's but none were present to hear them. After a small mountain of bodies had been pil

She felt her arm being tugged as she drank the water, so she turned around and saw a baby monkey. The monkey was only about the size of a seven or eight-month-old human baby. It looked thin. It held onto Sonnet's arm and looked at her expectantly. Sonnet smiled and asked the baby monkey, "Are you hungry?" The monkey seemed to have understood her and looked at the bag in her hand. Sonnet thought about it for a while before she took out a ham sausage from her bag and handed it to the monkey. It grabbed the sausage and ran away. She looked at the baby monkey and was amazed that monkeys acted so similar to humans!

“What the hell was going on? Eating the monkey meat was disgusting enough, and the mercury man even wanted him to eat a monkey corpse that had rotted so much.” "I'm telling you, this is absolutely impossible. Don't even think about it." "You can also refuse to eat." Faced with such a determined Samuel, the mercury man didn't care at all. He just said a sentence calmly and smiled very happily. The mercury man shook his head and said with a smile, "However, don't blame me for not reminding you. Since you have been recognized by the monkey, you are the seventh monkey." "If you don't eat, then you are the last monkey."

Natsu thought. On the other hand the instructor and the other competitors were inside a forest running from wild monkeys. The monkey look like regular monkeys but are gigantic and physically built, to put it simply it looks like a gorilla with a tail and without the pot belly. They avoided being crushed or eating by the monsters as they began to approach a wide and open field.

i walk to my sit and smile when i see what they wrote on my writing desk MONKEY GIRL . . .i smile cause if really am a monkey they won't be staying in the same class with me . . . .i rest my head on the desk . .and go into the dreamland . . . .i dream about me holding a toy playing with it . . someone come from nowhere and want to collect it . . .as am draging it from his hand . .suddenly he become a zombie and bite me. . ....ahhhhhhhh . . . i scream out in real life.

He picked him up by the neck and threw him out of the mansion. "You're a tiny ant! Not worth my time! Tell the Hart family and the Ellis family that Ol' Mare does not welcome them. They're not to mess with Miss Hardy as well. If they step foot in Ol' Mare, they will be killed!" Then, Alexander threw Monkey over to the van, landing right next to the door. He suffered a terrible fall. Multiple bones of his broke. "G—Gordon…" Monkey struggled to get up but got in the van nonetheless. He started the engine and turned back to look at the mansion. "Dare you leave a name? You killed Gordon, and the Hart family will not let this go!"