Jarrod Jungle Fury Novels & Stories

Aranjo ran around happily and then approached Griffin. "Are you forever unable to get out of this forest?" asked Aranjo. 'I was able to get out after my strength was perfect and I suffered a lightning disaster. After experiencing the lightning disaster, I will have a human form and be able to get out of the fog forest. That moment will return your kind favor!' Aranjo pondered for a moment and then again walked around the Griffin. Aranjo thought, is this bird male or female? Is his human form female or male? inner Aranjo.

Round One – The Jungle Battlefield When the lights returned, the fighters were no longer in an arena. A dense jungle surrounded them. Towering trees, thick vines, and the distant screeches of unseen creatures filled the air. The ground was uneven, roots twisting beneath their feet, and the humidity clung to their skin. Moses and Joy barely had time to adjust before the buzzer rang, signaling their first opponents—House Titan. Tristan Hope cracked his knuckles, his muscles rippling beneath his uniform. “Let’s see if House Six is more than just talk.”

Upon hearing these words, Jared’s body jolted upright with his eyebrows creased in anger. Like a burning fire, a strong surge of fury surged within him. This intense feeling spurred him into quick action, making him hurry as he walked forward. “Joseph! Get the car ready!” Jared's urgent voice rang out, filling the air with its resonance. He grabbed his phone, prepared for action, and swiftly looked outside. His pace accelerated, gradually evolving into a full-fledged sprint.

"You really ought to learn to keep your pet under closer control." Leo grabbed. His fist hooked with Dmitri's jaw, sending him flying back before I could stop him. Dmitri cleared his mouth of blood, amused eyes blazing. "Oh, Elara," says Right now, you find yourself in quite a bit of trouble. Gunfire burst forth. Survival Is a Horrible Game There was anarchy all around us. Leo pulled his rifle as bullets flew past and pushed me behind a shipping crate. He exclaimed, "Stay down!" Like heavens.

she ordered. So, Henry and Darius set up an ambush and intercepted Jared as he drove into the parking lot. "Our apologies for the offence, Mr. Ford." Jared knew that he had been found out, but it was enough that he had found this place. He watched as Henry and Darius ran toward him. It was true that he was at a disadvantage due to being injured. He had also injured his arm when jumping from the second floor today. Therefore, he was no match for them and ended up slamming against his car door when they rushed at him.

But they aren’t helping me. As I start to lose hope, I hear something rustle in the bushes and fear another rogue has come to join the fight when a red wolf shoots by me knocking the rogue off me. Sitting there for a moment to pause and catch my breath I look up in time to see the new wolf rip the rogue’s throat out. Just as I’m getting up, Jared and Rick come from the woods in gym shorts. They must have changed when they saw the rogue had been handled.

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

5-meter frame. With a powerful leap, I launched myself at Jared, aiming my fangs for his neck. He struggled to fend me off, attempting to strike at my head. However, he underestimated my momentum. As I lunged to bite him, I didn't halt my sprint; instead, I carried his body with me, charging through the astonished crowd. They had never anticipated that I would whisk Jared away from the battlefield. As Jared's people recovered from their shock, they began to open fire, but it was too late. I had already created a significant distance between us and them. Jared writhed in my grip, but my bite only tightened, securing my hold on him.

“Hey, Claire! Wait!” I didn’t listen to Todd, instead, I shifted. Racing through the trees, my wolf went wild, telling me that I had to get to Jared. We were close. We burst through the trees, and for a moment I was frozen in shock. Blood. So much of it. Jared’s leg was caught in a gruesome metal claw trap with sharp teeth digging into the flesh of his leg. Bentley was standing over him and I saw red when he punched Jared in the mouth, causing more of his blood to spill onto the forest floor.

"Shit!" He rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist, about to rush and hit me. Feeling that something was wrong, I immediately turned to the door and fiercely ordered: "Guards! Get this fool out. He is no longer allowed to enter the Wouri River Pack!" At my command, the guards rushed and expelled Jared. Jared turned to me, his face angry and sinister. His hair, which had been treated with styling wax, was now a messy tangle, thanks to our not so polite discussion.