Jungle Stories Novels & Stories

The document stated, "A child will be born in Bingle and he will be the saviour of the World. Be will be given the name LEGEND OF THE JUNGLE. A time is coming where a powerful man from Jingle will enslave all the people of Bingle. But only one warrior in Bingle land can save them. Only at this time,e the war between Bingle and Jingle will end. The reader of this paper should note that the last kilometre is risky and full of wild animals." Robert Mallow raised his head. He mounted his horse and continued on his journey. While on his journey, they did not face any dangerous animals are the document stated. This confused Robert. He got down from his horse to take a nap. While resting, he heard

A firece gust of wind during a Gale boee 45-year-old Vittorio Louise's car into a river near Naples, Italy, in 1983. He managed to break a window, climb out and swim to shore, where a tree blew over and killed him. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Jules popped a popsicle into her mouth and said morosely, “I should have gone home for my vacation.” Sergio, sitted cross-legged beside her, looked at her slowly and lazily. “You mean Sierra-Leone?” Jules nodded. “Yeah.” “You couldn't,” said Sergio, “You scared shitless of your Mama.” “Only because she won't let me rest about a freaking husband.” Sergio continued staring at the Monegasque landscape spread out below him. “Well, why don't you get a freaking husband?”

Besides getting out of the city, as small as it was, was still a treat. We had a great time swimming, playing and hiking, our hard, youthful bodies tanning in the warmth of the sun. Sitting around the campfire that evening we told jokes and cuddled each other against the cool night air, telling jokes and roasting marshmallows. When it came time to go to bed the four of us had to share one small tent, crowded but cozy. Somehow, I ended up in the middle between Marie and Danny's girlfriend, Deanna. After a bit of talk and laughter we turned out the lantern and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

POV: The time has been reversed to more than half a day ago from Birdman's perspective. After bidding farewell to two foolish bears in the jungle, the Birdman struggled to flap his wings in the hail, with one wing protecting the leather bag. He flew for a while and fortunately stumbled upon an overhanging cliff where he landed to take shelter from the midnight rain. Now, he is an adult bird from the Joke tribe and his name is Minee. He waited under the cliff until the hail transformed into rain and snowflakes before continuing to flap his wings and fly outside of the jungle. Despite flying for four or five consecutive days, he was extremely tired.

With a machete in his hand, he cuts through the fresh overgrowth and leads us deeper into the jungle. Bugs swarm us from every direction. Not big and scary, rather small and annoying, they buzz around our heads, looking for a place to land and feed off of our warm blood. Poppy squeals and brushes them away, but she has no luck. Antony is growing even more annoyed at her. “Did you not expect there to be insects in the jungle?” he asks. “I didn’t expect them to be everywhere!” she shouts back at him. “Well, you may as well get used to it. They aren’t fucking going anywhere.”

Maka dropped to his stomach again singling me to get off. I was really hesitant because I wasn’t sure that there wasn’t something in this jungle hell that we may need to make a quick getaway. I got off Maka. He and the other wolves went off behind some trees to shift and change into their clothes. But when I got off Maka I immediately pulled my gun and took the safety off, and just like when black people see somebody running like they're scared, we gone take off running and ask questions later. My cousins pull their guns and take the safety off. “Damn, Lahni you see something? Why are we pulling our guns out?” Shawna asked as she got off Rane. “Did you not see that monkey bunny? I can only

The forest drank the light. June pushed through veils of thorn and creeper, her booted feet sinking into the soft, rotting loam. The air was thick and cold, carrying the scent of wet earth and something else, something ancient and metallic. The stories called this place the Cursed Wood, a place where hunters did not return. June clutched the haft of her throwing axe, her knuckles white. She was not here for game. She was here for the beast, the shadow that was said to tear livestock and men apart with equal indifference.

NESSA “You want me to get you pregnant?” He asked with raised brows as he rubbed the tip of his cock over the entrance of my wet cunt. “I'm joking, daddy. I'm on birth control.” I muttered with a soft laugh and his features relaxed as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I'm sliding in baby.” He whispered as he slid into my cunt and a choked moan left my lips as his dick stretched me open. He let out a shaky groan as he took his time to slide in and out of me, making me throw my head backwards in pleasure.

Bony fingers brushed at my skin, spider legs crawled over me so that I twisted left and right, flailing my arms, slapping at my chest and back, brushing vigorously in an effort to dislodge the invisible webs that seemed to stick to my skin. Once again I risked a look at my surroundings. My stomach lurched as the brilliant colors dazzled me, hurting my head and making me sick. The surrounding jungle held violent color, hues of vivid greens, a riot of colored flowers spilling down tree trunks along with creeper vines. My head pounded and my eyes burned. No matter that I had stopped anything from entering my brain-something malicious was already present. Fire ringed me, crackling flames reachin