Rafiki Throw Simba Novels & Stories

Everyone's attention turns to Kiki. “Wow, I thought I was going to find an unbalanced woman and she looks in perfect condition to me”, Simon says, still smoking the weed.” “Did you take her to jump with you?”, Maurice asks. “Actually, he threw me off the top without a parachute”, Kiki gestures with her uninjured hand, indicating the action.” “Holy shit, Dominique.”, Simon shakes his head to the sides, in disbelief, “What the hell are you thinking?” “There she is, all in one piece, ready to pull off the big scam”, I retort, teasingly.

“No one touches my Barbie Dream Forest.” “Hell yeah!” I yelled mid-swipe, decapitating a Black Fang wolf who lunged at me. “Go, Tinker Hell!” “I told you not to call me that!” “Then stop being awesome!” One of the Black Fang wolves tackled me from behind, slamming me into a tree. Pain flared, but I kicked back, claws ripping into his chest, sent him flying into an ASA motorbike—which exploded. The heat burst across my fur, and Barbie zipped in front of my snout, wings wild. “Are you done destroying the flora?”

Kick-ass from the stands. Theo ran up to the truck, hugging the driver in a guy-hug. Their mouths moved, but she caught nothing. Her tigress had disappeared when the first truck blasted through the entrance banner, setting off fireworks. Her date wrapped an arm around her from behind, pulling her close. “Francesca, this is my cousin, Simba.” The man reached out. “Simba is my stage name. Call me Bob.” She laughed at the contrast in names. “Did y’all like that jump? That was the most air I’ve caught in a while.”