Lion King Simba Grown Up Novels & Stories

"Once upon a time, there was a little lion. When he was born, his father was killed by a hunter, and his mother was also taken away by the hunter. He and his sister were adopted by an elephant mother. When he was young, he was often bullied by tigers, hungry wolves, and wild dogs. Every time after being bullied, he told himself that he had to become stronger so that he would not be bullied. He ran faster than any animal, and his claws grew sharper than other animals. He also trained to avoid the trap of hunters. Finally, one day, he became the King of the Forest. He married a beautiful wife, gave birth to two children, and had his own family. From then on, they were happy together." Natalie

he said softly, and just like a lightning, something soft touched my lips, as all the butterflies began to dance the old fate song. “MOMMY, WHAT HAPPENS AFTER Simba leaves their kingdom?” When I heard Rious’ voice, I came out of my trance. I grin gently as I stare at him. “Well, Simba met his buddies Timon and Pumba, and they traveled and grew together, and Simba learned to eat worms,” I added, brushing his hair. “But he was a lion.” “Yes, he was a meat-eating lion who also ate insects,” I said with a smile.

"Aaaaaarrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh." My screaming voice turned into a growl. Simba howled loudly looking at the sky, before running deep into the forest. He ran as fast as he could trying to release his anger. We spent hours rushing in between trees until we reached a river, then Simba stopped abruptly breathing in and out heavily. We got thirsty enough to drink from the river.

Simba took out a piece of paper from his pocket and gave it to him. Micah chuckled and opened the paper. There was a drawing of a semi dragon human. It had sharp black teeth and a huge green tail. “Should I tell you a secret?” Simba asked. “Yes, tell me,” Micah asked with curiosity. Simba got closer to him and placed his cold little hands-on Micah’s cheek and slowly whispered into his ear. “He doesn’t bath at all!! All the pretty ladies run away from him,” Simba spoke in a serious tone all along.

Was running the best option or to arm herself, but with what? Ada backed away slowly, but paused when she noticed the expression on the lion’s face changing from anger to friendliness. The lion cub walked towards her, waggling its tail like a tamed animal. It circled her legs with its fur, which was warm despite the cold air. Ada stooped and stroked the neck of the cub. She was rewarded by a smear of saliva, as the lion licked her face.

he sat against the headboard in Indian style. "Ohh" Rian made this sound reminding us that he is also present here. "You know what?" I looked up at him "you are disturbing our 'Lion and cub's prattling session' by not sleeping" he complained with a pout on his lips. I giggled. Ok so now I am acting as a third wheel between them. "You are Lion, I am Lamb and he is a cub. Are we making a family or zoo?" "Zoo and that too a wild one," he said casually and leaned in "Now give my cub to me and take your place" he commanded when I didn't move.

Simon still had his arms locked around my waist, and he began to step back from the forest, pulling me across the road with him. “Stop Simon, we have to get Moira!” I tried to pull out of his arms, but he locked them in tighter, lifting me from my feet as we moved away from the shadows. “Stop! Simon!” I thrashed against him, trying to free myself from his grip. “We are no good to her if we’re dead Aspen.” Simon said, and first the first time ever, I could hear fear as it shook his deep voice. I stopped fighting him, his fear enough to spark my own. Whatever was in that forest was enough to scare off Simon, and in our states, there would be no winning a fight against something that lethal. “I

the man growled in mockery after tossing Simon through the hallway for the second time. Simon growled and got back on his feet; the man was huge and scary and Simon was struggling to keep up. He knew he needed help, but he didn't want to call out for Samantha and put her in danger too. Suddenly, he felt a surge of energy within him and he let out a howl. His eyes turned yellow, his ears elongated and he grew claws. “That is boy, come and die like a man!” the bald headed long bearded man growled under the dim light of the hallway.

The giant’s laugh rumbled in his chest so loud that the floor shook beneath my feet. “Do something little boy.” At those words my teeth elongated, and my eyes shifted from crystal blue to amber with red swirls. A reflection of my dragon and Lycan together. A low growl slipped between my clenched k-9 like teeth as my lips curled around them. My aura rolled off me in waves as my body began to grow and morph. My skin tore as fur sprouted to cover my entire body. I had huge paws for back feet and humanoid hands. Lycan’s can stand upright and walk on two feet. I now stand tall at just over ten feet. The giant is now looking up at me. With my growl never ceasing I lowered myself to look him in the

She rolled her eyes and paid for our cotton candy and walked further into the zoo. I loved seeing gorillas, after watching baby's day out, I loved their nature. They were all dark and hairy, super hairy, the young gorillas and monkeys were cute, very cute. So also the Koalas that were asleep. They were very cute also. I admired the beauty of tigers, especially baby ones, they were so cute I could eat them. The mighty lions, Mufasa. I was a big fan of lion king. I still am. Their cubs were the cutest things ever. No one was going to tell me that Simba wasn't cute. They had a pretty tiny waist, so girly.