Jungle Rym Novels & Stories

He was definitely going away. Seeing his temper, Arya jerked her head back as Dominique raised his eyebrow. Ryder ran inside the deep Tahol jungles until he was out of breath. He clawed trees in frustration as he bellowed to the sky. The pup was too arrogant. What the hell did she think that a man like him, who was five hundred years old, who had never had this kind of a conflict in his life, was going to do? In his life experiences, he had never wanted to do anything with family life, but when he got a chance, this was what life presented him with? He plucked a tree out with its roots and hurled it across with a frustrated roar.

ALEJANDRA. Traveling through the jungle on the back of an ATV is not how I imagined my trip would end. Though, I guess it’s not over. I am riding on the back of an ATV with Puma driving. I hug onto him tightly, per his request. The jungle is absolutely gorgeous. Huge trees, thick greenery, colorful birds. There are even some unique animals that I’ve never seen before, probably some that want to eat me, but I try not to think of that.

He too felt bored sometimes but he never knew that school classes can even scare someone. They learnt that Rhythm can hear everyone but he can't understand anyone. So everything is noise for him that he can't understand. Especially when this noise comes in unison or when it is entangled up. Looking at him he felt if he hadn't made any mistake bringing him with him. 'Should we take him back to the forest?' Arjun thought. In the next moment, Rhythm was right before his eyes. When he saw him approaching, he extended his hand like a launchpad. Rhythm slowly landed upon his hand.

instead of biting it swipes Jestino using its claw!! *SHIK!* *bag!* the attack of this zombie is too strong and makes Jestino fly and slam at the wall!! this zombie is not a regular zombie, its attack pattern is different and its attack power was too strong! there is 5 large bloody mark of claw on Jestino's chest area !! "that looks not really good!!!"- Raymart "Raymart( aka Dugong) get Jr! we're going to retreat!!"- Jimboy

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

“The bio-energy here is too dense. It’s like trying to hear a whisper in a thunderstorm. My maps are scrambling, Ryker. The trees... they’re moving.” ​“They aren't moving,” Caleb said, stepping to the front of the group. He looked at home in the emerald twilight. He had shed his heavy traveler’s coat, wearing only a light linen tunic that showed the golden Vane-runes on his forearms. “The jungle is just breathing. If you fight the rhythm, it’ll swallow you whole.” ​Caleb raised a hand as Ryker stepped forward to hack through a wall of thick, purple orchids. “Don’t. Those are 'Screamer-Vines.' You cut one, and the vibration will alert every predator within five miles that dinner is served.”

'It's beautiful,' Rhys whispered in my mind as he stared at the sight in front of him. 'It's called the Jharna,' I told him, deciding to be civil for once. ‘This entire place, my territory is named after this, the Jharna. This is my favorite place to be.’ 'You know...I would love to stand and ogle further...but I'm kinda freezing here.' In all his excitement, Rhys seems to have forgotten that he was a desert wolf; his fur wasn't thick enough to endure the cold that too of a snow covered mountain, for too long. As a result, he was now chilled to the bone and shivering as he stood next to me and pretended to have a calm and composed demeanor. I’m surprised he even admitted he was cold in front

All manner of strange critters rustled through the dense canopy and undergrowth, and their sharp shifter ears caught every last sound. “You guys, we’re really, really lost.” Ryder announced, to no one’s surprise. “What do we do?” Parker inquired, not having the first clue how to find their way home, let alone make it through the night in a dark jungle. “I want Mommy and Daddy.” Riley admitted in a small voice. “I know.” Parker agreed with a sniffle. “I want them too.”

This was raw, merciless reality. Behind him, one of the crewmen muttered under his breath. His name was Ramon, a man in his forties who had seen storms at sea but never something like this. “Señorita Jenna, we shouldn’t be here. My abuela used to say—Places that stink of death are cursed.” His companion, Mateo, younger but pale as chalk, kept clutching a rosary, his lips moving in silent prayer. The deeper they went, the more the jungle revealed its cruelty. Insects the size of coins clung to trunks, their carapaces glistening. Birds cried overhead—not melodic, but harsh, guttural shrieks that raised the hair on Jenna’s arms.

And Darren, for all his darkness, had become a testament to that truth. Jungle side (Present): “It’s late, we should go back,” Rafael exclaimed, his voice calm but carrying the weight of concern. The others nodded in agreement, their eyes scanning the darkened treeline for any signs of danger. The night was unusually quiet, the usual sounds of rustling leaves and distant wildlife eerily subdued, as if the jungle itself was holding its breath. Darren opened his mouth, intending to suggest an alternate route back, but his words froze on his tongue. Phoenix and Miah felt it too, a sudden, almost electric tension slicing through the air. Then it happened—Raf’s scream shattered the stillness.