Mystical Monkey Novels & Stories

Really pretty. "Danika," I reply, shaking her hand. Her skin is very cool. The thought creeps in before I can stop it. What if she's not human either? The classroom suddenly feels too small, too loud, and too bright. My pulse quickens. Ever since Kaziel came into my life, the lines between reality and impossible have blurred so much that I can't tell what's real anymore. It's like the supernatural cracked something open in my brain, and now, even when I'm surrounded by humans, I can't stop seeing monsters.

Frank never liked guessing games, and he showed Drea and Faust his ring. "Almost all my powers come from this—something that people call the spiritron vein." "Spiritron vein?" Drea and Faust traded glances. "That reminds me… Monkey was born in one of those things, which was why he could wreak havoc in the Celestial Palace after just a few years of training. And with the way you used it, you're going to surpass him?" Frank laughed at their words. "You're kidding—I'm really nothing compared to Monkey. And this spiritron vein is a lot less impressive than what they describe in folktales. In fact, even the average Joe could bend it to their will with the use of science."

The monkey sat at the book she was reading since it cannot sit on her shoulder because she was a ghost. In front of Misa were messed up papers, writings were written with a black substance. The monkey looked unhappy staring at the dead girl’s face, whose smiling without realizing the sun had risen. “Misa!” It screamed with a deep voice. She did not respond at all. The monkey took the staff it was carrying with its tail. “Misa, listen.” It starts. “You cannot be acting like this. You need to remember you’re a ghost, not a living human.”

Each of them held their famous weapon and continuously killed the dark creatures. "Monkey, I definitely have killed more people than you today!" The Pig Immortal held the Nine-Toothed Rake and flew up to the front of a large group of dark creatures. He shook the rake in his hand. Like thousands of silver flowers blooming, all the creatures the light passed would be killed.

Then, he seemed to have remembered something and asked, “Have you ever gone out? Have you contacted Zendaya and the others?” The Mystic Maiden waved her hand as she said, “I couldn’t go out.” “...” Alex then learned that the incarnation of the old monk, Revealer Maha, walked into the Buddha body and never came out again as he immersed himself in the cultivation of the Yin-Yang Chi.