Monkey King Novels & Stories

“Today I’m going to punish you.” “Are you going to use that on me?” She asked, her voice cracked. “Yes!” He snapped. “Now give me your perfect white ass so that I could cover them with welts.” He crawled on top of her, yanked her hair, and jerked her face to him, making her look into his cruel eyes. “Now, you’ll see the real monster in me! You’ll see how cruel I am and who you’ve messed up with!” “This is what you want?” She whispered and tried to hold back her tears. “Do you want to hurt me?”

This ability was already familiar to him! - Why on earth is Ilyana yours? - William unsheathed the “Black Raven” and took a fighting position. The advisor saw how unstable his opponent's condition was and wanted to use this to his advantage. - She's not some stupid vampire's toy! - Do you even know who you're talking to? – the red-eyed man growled. – I am Kyrian, the Chosen One, who has drunk the purest blood! You are no match for me, even with this trinket and wings!

He thought for a second, smiled at his hunch and renamed her contact. Kitsune is who she is! A dodgy red demon with a fan of tails. A werewolf who creates illusions indistinguishable from reality. From that moment on, he called it that only - Kitsune, Kit. Both the kitten and the Japanese fox shifter were all about that name.

I had to be tough on her so she wouldn’t do something stupid. I froze. My chest warmed, my nose went tingly, and my eyes stung. So he’d remembered me all along. His roughness had just been a way to keep me safe. Kingsley the Monkey: [Hey, what’s with this weird vibe? Primates and felines can’t be together like that. Miss Fruit and I are the true match made in heaven!] Then, he called out to Pedro the Parrot. [Pedro, tell Miss Fruit I’m confessing! She’s the most beautiful human girl I’ve ever seen, and her eyes light up like stars. I am Kingsley the Monkey, and once she becomes my queen…]

Mew continued "Monk. You said he is no my destined one then how come he became my Mate??" Monk assured "Mew. Be patience, he may not your destined one but he may be better or best. It's all in your decision, wait for the moment." Mew asked Monk "Who is he?" Monk said "He is the prince of icy moon pack." Mew asked "Should I inform them??" Monk said "That's your decision but remember, it may lead you both into different way." Mew continued "But.. I.. "

Golden Monkey said disdainfully. "Mr. Blood Wolf, they said they had heard a lot about you," the translator said while wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead. Blood Wolf laughed even more complacently and asked, "What's your name, man?" "My name is Golden Monkey, you can call me Master Monkey," Golden Monkey replied angrily. "Master Monkey is a royal in our country with high status. From this, you can see that Huaxia attached great importance to the negotiation with you, Mr. Blood Wolf." Cold sweat broke out on the translator's forehead.

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

The hunter told Kyra. Strangely, he spoke with ease. Well, son of a bitch. I have been down here for hours trying to get him to speak and here he is just talking away with Kyra as if they were friends. Looking over at the hunter, I wanted to sock him in the nose once more just for the hell of it. “You can talk.” I poked at the hunter. “Fuck off ass hole.” The hunter stated. Kyra was in the process of getting the hunter unchained, thankfully not paying any attention to me. Raising my left hand, I flipped him off with my middle finger. Finding it comical that just moments prior I broke that finger of his.

He cursed under his breath. He stood still for a moment and breathed in and out. “Hey this isn’t the time to be meditating!” I complain as I kick away a monster that was trying to jump onto him. It was tiny with numerous claws and teeth. It had 6 arms and hands. Creepy.

The room hits the Gourmet Enchanter again, claiming to attract more people's attention. He is a common Dragon King bamboo body monk, even if he smashes to break the Dharma glove, it will not cause too much shock, if let outsiders know that The Gourmet Enchanter is also in his hand, how much will make a little inconvenient, will even let many people probe.