Jungle Book Stories Novels & Stories

He was interested in the new story. Holding him close, Chloe started. "Once upon a time, there was the Lion King of the Jungle. He was dangerous and everybody was scared of him. Then he met his lioness and fell in love. Soon, the Lion King and the queen started their new journey together and their lives were full of love."

He said, "Alright. Your Grandpa will tell you the story now. In the prosperous country in the east lived a beautiful Princess. One day, while the beautiful Princess was reading a book she suddenly felt lonely. And so, she decided to secretly escape and went into the woods. The beautiful Princess was extremely happy and in awe while venturing the woods. But what she didn't know is that a pair of red eyes was watching her every move. The darkness came, and it was already evening. The Princess was so engrossed watching the cute animals that she didn't notice that it was already night, and so, while she was walking back to the Castle. A wolf suddenly came into her view. The Princess was startled

Each night after the kids are all bathed, they rush into the library and sit at Samson’s feet, and listen to stories about elves, pixies, boggarts, and the butt-kicking Grandma who saved a Jade Wolf. Their favourite story, though, is the one about the two werewolves who got lost in the forest, argued a lot, fell in love, and saved the day. I’d come a long way from the lonely, sheltered girl in a giant castle. I still had the giant castle, but I got to share it with Josh, and together we’d filled it with happiness, laughter, and the people we loved most. The End.

“That’s what I meant.” “The books and movies are incorrect,” Rowan informed him. “The vampire and the werewolf originated in one of earth’s alternate dimensions. It is a dimension that is far more beautiful and pleasant a place to be. We were exiled here as punishment for angering Goethe, a powerful god being. Each holds the other at fault for this exile. Hence the hatred, resentment, and constant battling.

Hindi ko na din alam kung gaano iyon katagal. I can still remember when Fauve corrected me that his name was Junger but he acknowledged what I use to call him all the time. Jungle has been with me ever since my first day on the ship. He makes me laugh when I am too bored, he suggests the books to read, he call me when it's time to eat, he's there when I needed someone to talk to. He's more like my little brother. I always wished to have a little brother like Jungle but my parents didn't get the chance to have one after me.

The elegant script introduced the book as being written by a man who claimed to have lived amongst the Fae, and from his experience in the Fae Court had taken a collection of hearth stories and told the truth behind them. I flicked through the pages, looking for mention of sirens, when a picture stopped me. The sketch was skilfully done by someone with a talent for it and was used to introduce a collection of stories about the Fae’s cruelty. A man blinded for looking upon the Fae Hunt, another who forgot his own family for stealing a flower from a garden in an enchanted forest, children and young people stolen... I looked at Rivyn, and back at the picture. Coincidence, I decided, or family r

Juniper nodded her head after hearing Selena’s suggestion. The story was called ‘Me and My Dad’, and it was written in three installments that were split into three books. The plot revolved around a little dinosaur by the name of Rory and his father. In fact, these storybooks were a gift from her colleague who didn’t know that Selena was a single mother. Thus, she had never chosen them to read for Juniper because she was afraid that the child would ask difficult questions, which she might not know how to answer.

Before Jasmine could respond he continued. "The deer was the most beautiful animal in that jungle. It was kind, beautiful and Innocent. But one day that deer because of its stupidness crossed the territory and came infront the Lion's den, the one who rules the entire jungle. The powerful, ruthless and merciless king" He explained it to her like he's telling her a real story.

I wandered through the aisles, running my fingers along the spines, feeling a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. I spent the whole day there, completely lost among the books, reading story after story until I lost track of time. One book caught my attention "The Adventures of Sir Flufftail" a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels.

I replied. "Wow. Aladdin really want through all that because of Jasmine?" Emilio questioned as we both walked out of the hallway and headed towards the living room. "Yes. He loved her deeply and Jasmine actually didn't care about his real identity. She didn't mind the fact that he was a poor street pauper. She loved him equally" "That sounds interesting. What other tales do you know off?" Emilio mused. "Uhm beauty and the beast, Cinderella, snowhite, sleeping beauty, Rapunzel, Pocohantas, the princess and the frog, the little mermaid, Mulan. There are so many and each of them have beautiful stories to tell"