Monkey Warriors Novels & Stories

Kalte Augen Pack’s territory is in Colorado. The Garcia Pack’s forefathers came from a coalition of 6 different lone wolf shifters. Wolves who had been shunned by their packs from different countries and ran to North America for hiding, they were the wolves who walks the path of danger. They first set fear on the streets of still moving forward from war Dallas in 1949 when a small pack of 6 dark wolves attacked one of the United States Army Camp and killed all 65 soldiers. Humans hunted what they perceive as wild animals while Jadong Neugdae Pack sent a team to hunt and take the Garcia Pack who at that time was being led by a wolf-shifter from Thailand named Garcia. The Jadong Neugdae Pack f

The group of monkeys immediately fell into a frenzy when they saw the steel giant that dared to slaughter their kin. Dozens of mechanical monkeys howled and charged at Victor, intent on tearing him to shreds. The monkey king roared fiercely behind them. Victor couldn't understand their monkey language, but he could sense the fury and aggression in the roar, which only prompted a cold smile from him. His war scythe would turn that fury and anger into the helpless cry of the weak. As the monkey horde surged forth, Victor swung the scythe with both hands. It transformed into a whirlwind in his hands, sweeping through the air. Purple electricity danced along the scythe, creating several glowing

My ex-colleague, Brenda Wilson, finds out from an unknown source that I have taken in an adopted son. Because of that, she insists on matchmaking my son with her niece. "My niece has graduated from a proper college, you know! You don't have to prepare any fancy wedding gifts… Just 800 thousand dollars will do! On top of that, you can put her name on the deed of that fancy deluxe apartment in the city center. "From the way I see it, there's no need to choose the perfect date anymore. They should get their marriage registered tomorrow and do their best to give birth to a cute baby boy!" My adopted son has a volatile temper, so there's no way he'll go on a blind date with some random woman.

he said, still turning his back on Clyde before finally entering the house. Clyde's face lit up instantly when he heard Simeon's word. "Yes!" he exclaimed joyfully as he lay down on the grass once more. "Are you that happy?" Callie inquired as she approached him. She knelt beside him and stroked his perspiring brow. "I would like to be like him." "Are you referring to my Papa Simeon?" "He's very cool, just like the Japanese samurai warriors I see in movies," he exclaimed.

“You wanted me. I’m here. Leave him out of this.” “Can’t do that,” the Shadow Boss hummed, circling them slowly like a wolf deciding where to bite first. “Dominik told me all about your pretty little angel. About the way you look at him. About the way you’d burn the world for him.” His smile deepened, sharp and amused. “I like when monsters fall in love. It makes them stupid.” Alessio’s grip on his gun twitched, the tremble barely visible. “Say what you want. Just don’t touch him.”

Red ran down to another part of Central and hid them in a cave. He is going to use them to fulfil all his purpose someday. Which is; power, kingdoms. The monkeys scavenge their says through the camp to the city and start attacking Central. The witches and wolves blamed the vampire for their creatures. Because the monkey seems to develop wings like a bat, red eyes and long canine. The wolves and the vampires ganged up and started a Battle with the vampires. The battles last for longer months as 70 Percent of Central was almost destroyed with countless people dead.

She was the powerless Luna, a mere girl in the eyes of the pack, and she had accepted that role without question. The night was eerily quiet, save for the crackle of the campfire and the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. The gathered wolves formed a semicircle, their attention fixed on Kael. He stood like a statue, his posture rigid, the flickering flames casting shadows across his chiseled features. His voice cut through the stillness as he addressed the pack, issuing orders in clipped, decisive tones.

A ghostly fog curled upward, creating unnatural illumination, creeping my flesh out. Undeterred, the monkey started its way down the rocky wall, tiny form gliding effortlessly, jumping from hold to hold as if built for it. We remained there, thudding hearts, awe mixed with fear, thoughts racing through my mind regarding Jayden's power, his body holding me in bed, helpless now in this savage, merciless world. "This can't be right," a warrior snarled, his voice low, his eyes on the monkey as it vanished in the mist, his hand tight on his knife.

Tomorrow, we sharpened our knives and counted who remained. Malik’s hand brushed the back of my thigh as he climbed the last rise, possessive, tender, and something darker that promised more. He’d saved me. I had saved Scarlett. And if his eyes held that darker edge a little longer than they should have, if his fingers flexed as though they still felt bone giving under them, I didn’t mind. Let them call me a monster, as I returned in blood-soaked rags once again. Another foe dealt with. The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry.

Its claws scraped the ground, sparks hissing as it moved. For a second, I just stared at both of them. Crying, snotty and whimpering. These were my teammates? The “chosen ones” Morgana sent with me? Oh, I was going to strangle that woman when I got back. I let out a long, dramatic groan. “Unbelievable,” I muttered. “I’m in hell. Babysitting emotionally unstable adults in a monster-infested realm. This must be karma.” Blue hissed from my shoulder, her tiny body glowing, ready to fight. I touched her head softly. “Yeah, I know, Blue. I’m mad too.”