Monkey King Novels & Stories

August is only around if Katrina is. “But then… where’s Katrina?” I asked, the door creaking open further, making me fall to the ground with it. I blinked as I saw a massive room lit up with burning barrels. “Holy fuck… it is Donkey Kong.” I gulped as I looked at the platforms with ladders between them. As my eyes went higher, I saw the massive red plastic monkey. Like the king of all the monkeys that had been throwing bananas at us. “KATRINA!” I shouted as I saw my mate on a raised platform bound by ropes, just like Princess Peach was in the game.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

“Something like that actually happened? How come?” “I know it was hard to believe but it was true,” Jonathan said as he leaned on the shelf. “That was the reason why His Majesty was more powerful than others. He was originally called ‘Specimen Eleven.’ He had no name, just that. Every blood of the strongest Vampires who ever lived are in his system. Every full moon, they had the kids fight each other in an arena. They considered the ones who died as defective products. And when they saw how outstanding Specimen Eleven was, it triggered their darker and more obsessive side.

I hate the look of my muscles all tense and stitched tight on my back. A lifetime of blows and bouncing back collects scars. I've had a lot of scalding showers, and bruises have become stretched and angry on me, causing pitted scars. There are no tears, but the groans come in multitude. As a monster, you learn never to accept pain. Pain only affects you if you let it. Black slacks. Black socks. Charcoal shoes are polished until they look like a crisp new apple skin. The shirt is deep forest green, which brings out the natural multiple hues of green in my eyes. Intentional. Gold flecks are juxtaposed in my iris.

We looked back to see Dom standing in the middle of the hall. "What is it, young man?" The Senex asked. "How can they be king and queen when Amy Daunter is alive?" He questioned. "Clare James is the daughter of Jane James, therefore she is the true monarch as she is her daughter. The sword decides the King and Queen. Amy Daunter was never the queen. She was given the title for the time being. We told her that she could attain the title if she could bring us the sword. But she couldn't" He explained to Dom.

Bottled water. I accidentally hit it while walking towards him and the stupid thing spilled on the floor. "I don't know what you're talking about Mrs King and also, you're a chicken" "Whatever. I know you're trying to prank me!" "Oh, that is true" "That's all you're gonna say? That it's true" "Yes, it is true. You're in for it baby" "Dylan, you went through all the stress of ordering paint, dye, explosives, firecrackers and radioactive waste just to prank me?"

I was pushed inside. The chamber smelled of smoke and ozone. A low fire burned in the hearth, throwing long shadows across dark wood and velvet. The Dragon King stood near the window, silver goblet in hand. He did not turn at once. The silence stretched until my pulse hammered in my throat. “Come here Fox.” His voice was soft when he finally faced me. Golden eyes glowed in the dim light, cold and absolute. “You were brought here for one reason only—to satisfy my desires. No one else touches what is mine.”

He rubbed the monkey in his arms that was asleep already. “You’re welcome!” The fairies replied. Raul blinked twice. “Wait. So that’s Fred-san…?” Raul asked. Beto frowned. “Fred-san is a monkey?” Kasuga nodded. “Yes. Fred-kun is our friend. He’s a lost Centelan monkey that wandered to our post a few times. Our chef likes to give him food, and he got used to the attention we gave him that he stays. He’s like our mascot by now.”

If he did, he would have left ages ago. Mane understood Silver’s mother’s worries. Crystal Monkeys were hunted no matter where they went, and that wouldn’t change. Silver wanting to explore the world would definitely leave her very worried. Besides, Silver had an unusual identity. Silver was a Crystal Monkey King! Mane and Lily had a hard time believing it when they were told. The monkey that had pledged allegiance so easily to Mane was actually a King?!

She got her answer when a loud booming scream was heard, and that was how she knew Dune had given her the middle finger. She turned around and waited. Her eyes scan the entrance of the cave. Long and dirty claws came out, then two horns, red cheeks, and a massive body the size of a boulder. It was the biggest monkey she has ever seen. It was covered in fur except for its chest with its lower teeth uneven but large. Its right eye was totally white and drool dripped out of its mouth. Their eyes met, and it felt like she was looking at a monster for the first time. It screamed... this time enough to blow hot foul breath and began to high-tailed directly on her.