Novel & Cerita Mystical Monkey

If he had not studied it before, he would not have recognized it too. The words Mystical Soul Technique were written on the cover. It felt extraordinary; Henry could not help but use his consciousness to open the book and read it. He managed to open the book. The content of the book attracted his attention immediately. The Mystical Soul Technique turned out to be a method of cultivating mental power and improving soul power. Moreover, there were some applications of the technique in the book, such as soul capture, which could make the other party unconscious for a short period. There was also the method of soul control.

An eerie vapor twisted up, casting a weird sheen, making my skin crawl. Unfazed, the monkey began descending the craggy face, its small frame slipping down with ease, leaping from ledge to ledge like it was made for the terrain. We lingered there, hearts hammering, a blend of wonder and dread, my brain flashing to Liam’s dominance, his form pinning me down in the sheets, pointless now in this brutal, unforgiving wild. “This doesn’t add up,” a fighter growled low, his focus on the monkey as it faded into the haze, his knuckles white around his weapon.

And since his death, he had been the one managing the pack. "Everyone,welcome to this year's red moon ceremony. The red moon will be coming up soon, all single werewolves over the age of twenty one are to line up, males on one side and females on one side. All eyes are to be closed and the females are to remain standing and the males are to find them. Now remember everyone, mates are sacred gifts from the moon goddess herself. It is to be respected, unless necessary, such a gift should not be rejected. Now everyone , line up"

However, he disliked the mystical ambiance. Screech! Screech! Screech! The strange screeching sound rang out again, and suddenly, something seemed to dash from a tree, heading for Tyr. “Who is it?” Tyr turned his head abruptly and instinctively punched the object. Bam! Tyr managed to hit the thing, which slammed into a granite wall not far behind, making screeching sounds from the corner of its mouth. Tyr and Juan went closer for a look, only to discover that it was a monkey; one with a body as big as a hound.

~Nassiri~ Two more animals dropped dead as she unleashed her snakes. She had made it to Kinata, the realm that hid the scroll with the location of the Obsidian Crystal. Now she just needed to find it. Nassiri strolled along Kinata, inspecting everything. It seemed to be just a habitat for creatures, no people in sight. How quaint, a realm dedicated to creature preservation. And yet no security. Foolish. Her snakes targeted a bandersnatch and its family. It was a meat she had always wanted to try. Raw, it was stringy and tasted of baked chicken. But cooked it was juicy and tasted like dragon. Interesting. Bandersnatch was a protected species, not that Nassiri cared. When you're hungry, food i

he said. "Hm" I nodded in agreement. "So, thousands of years ago, the moon goddess only created three supernatural beings, which consisted of my dad, mom and another man -his name is Oak... " "Oak?" I cut in. "Yeah" I laughed briefly at the name. "Oak,it sounds so weird, just like your name" I said and laughed again. "My name doesn't sound weird" he defended his name. "Oh, really?" he nodded. "Wymond, doesn't that sound like wayward?" I asked.

Everything turned dark and silent. *********

But why let a small detail like that stand in the way? An hour later, she stood in front of her mirror, admiring her makeshift disguise: baggy blue pants, a brown belt with a cobra buckle, a collared shirt tucked under a dark vest, black hat, a fake mustache, and boots that had seen better days. "Not bad," she mused. Her reflection was, at best, unconvincing, but desperate times called for questionable outfits.