Jungle Stories Novels & Stories

He was supposed to be unbeatable in his field. These six would have time to themselves to go through the script together and make it look and sound as natural as possible and get used to one another because they had a lot of scenes together in the movie. In a nutshell, the movie was about a guy, the male lead known as Jungle, whose parents died from chemical poisoning. They worked in a factory that introduced harmful chemicals but didn't give the workers protective clothing or a heads up.

“You ever heard of it?” “I heard of stories and in the sixties there were some stories but we all thought they were just fabrications.” “What stories?” “A pair of men were reporting missing. Their lorry was found next to the jungle but they were never found and a couple of others.” I rubbed my chin. This is the first time I heard of Uncle’s information about the jungle. “I plan to revisit the place and get to the bottom of this.” “I must visit the place with you!” he was all gusto, the veins on his neck strained. “No wonder they deserted the place and kept the public out all these years. However, why do they have to conduct military training in that jungle?"

Reunited: The jungle was dark and a deep green color. It held a coldness to it and it wasn't the temperature. It closed in and wrapped around them making it hard to move through the jungle. The vines seemed to want to tangle you up and stopped you from moving. They struggled to advance even though there was already a small charted path. It looked like it had been cut through only a day ago but already the jungle was trying to erase it. Jonah had pulled out his sword and began chopping at the branches and vines around him.

The last thing I needed was more doubt in my life. We were unmolested for the most part. Some insects buzzed about, but we saw no other animals, of any size. There were ponds of water and some berries which kept us going through the day. Joshaya insisted he had never seen these varieties before, but somehow knew which were poisonous and which weren’t. His false modesty was grating. The best part of a jungle, I’d say, are the abundant toilet facilities. Shit where you like, and plenty of large leaves to wipe yourself. When you live in a fantasy world, you get to relieve yourself in lots of new and interesting places.

The kicking Tana and I received from them that night is a story for another day. Remind me to not ever sleep on the same bed with hyper active kids. Their energy cannot even sleep at night.

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

From the Greek heroes like Perseus and Jason, the adventures of Thor and Loki, and to the African spider god, Anansi, which was our first time hearing it, every story he told was brought to life by the flame. It was magical. It felt like we were little kids again. Well, just us, newcomers. The older braves minded themselves with conversations and songs. Throughout the night, the music and cheery noises were heard in this wasteland. My only concern was someone might sneak up on us, even though the boars guarded around our camp like watchdogs. All I could do was hope for tomorrow.

"I think all places have horror stories for kids, guys." Naoki chuckled. "Why don't we exchange them to pass the time?" "Sure," Jai smirked. He ransacked his brain to remember every single fairy tales he got from his previous life. The Grimms, the Andersens, and else he got from his Japanese friend. A big smile came to his face as he had decided on what to share. "I got some masterpieces to tell." "We can only squeeze in one story for each of us, Jai. Don't take my turn," Darrion protested, crossing his hands on his chest and lifting himself off the ground. The blonde floatee about a feet off the ground and stayed like that.

“It’s fine, he is just too enthusiastic sometimes.” Exhausted, she collapsed on the windowsill, bracing her knees. I sat beside her. “Well, I guess you did as I told.” Jo nodded, still inspecting us from head to toe. Now that she was able to differentiate every detail it must be quite a sight. “Good, now then we can talk about your future.” the affirmation made her shrink. “It’s useless to say that you’re not in the human world anymore. Um- well-” fuck we should’ve waited for Rosalind. “Look, I don’t know how to say it easier for you to take, so- from what we know you made a contract with a fairy, a gnome to be exact, in exchange for a wish. Jade killed the gnome and rescued you and many oth

Far from it. Aside from my personal problem with keeping Isabella healthy and safe – which I succeeded with although she never felt safe – there were three major problems that kept growing larger for every week. The first one was the food and water situation. Some people had managed to grow wheat and potatoes in parks and on soccer fields, but it wasn’t enough. We were running out of food and water. It did rain from time to time, but very few people felt safe drinking the rainwater. To battle this problem – and to find solutions to some other problems as well – expeditions were sent out to explore the jungle. These typically ended the same way, that is with no one coming back. Only once or t