Simba's Pride He Lives In You Novels & Stories

She noticed my mood and asked to know what the problem was. I tried hard to hide it from her but she insisted. So, I had to tell since she was my friend and I had no sibling to talk to. She smiled when I explained everything to her. I wanted to know why she smiled. She told me that her parents were wolves too and belonged to the Panther Pack. I was shocked. I thought I was the only one into this. Does it mean that every family living in this quarters belongs to a pack? She answered "Yes", that packs have where they stay. The Panther Packs own the quarters. For the first time in the whole day, I was relieved.

Her pride. “What are you doing here, Josh?” Her voice never wavered and she met his gaze without flinching. This was her turf. She was the Prima of the pride and there was no way in fucking hell she’d let some little boy try to intimidate her. Not now, not ever. “Miranda, you need to choose a mate,” he inhaled sharply. The action was followed by a lick of his lips. “Fuck, Andi. You’re coming into heat and I can’t take this much longer.”

“Elena…” Matteo smiled weakly. “You were always the brave one.” Tears burned down her cheeks. “Don’t ask me to do this.” His voice softened. “It’s not a request. It’s a release.” The alarms grew louder. The holographic lion above them began to flicker again, the golden eyes pulsing faster. Lucia shouted, “The system’s rebooting! You’ve got seconds before it reinitializes!” Matteo looked at her one last time. “Pride isn’t about never falling. It’s about rising after the fall. Make me proud, sorellina.”

Romero and Dylan came in and watched them dancing and shook their heads. “Just like his momma.” Romero said with a soft chuckle. “Everybody look left….everybody look right…everywhere you look..I’m, standing in the spot light…not yet…let every creature go for broke and sing…let’s hear it in the herd on the wing…it’s gonna be king Simba’s finest fling…oh I just can’t wait to be king…oh I just can’t wait to be king…oh I just can’t waaaaaaaaait to be king..”

“You know, Margi. Have you seen that lion king movie?” She nodded. “When Simba was surrounded by the hyenas and trying to roar to scare them off, but failed.” “And when his dad found out Simba was in danger, how did he run and roar for him?” She nodded with teary eyes. “You are that Simba, Margi. He might be angry at you, but he will burn this entire world for you if he knows you are in danger.” “He is the king, and I feel jealous of you sometimes; being his eldest son, I should deserve his love, but he poured his love for you and mom.”

Katrina asked, holding her spoon a little above ge head. "I wanted to say that too, it hasn't been up to three hours you all came back home and someone already rushed to to hold a conference" Emily shakes her head in dismay. "Hmm, that how popular I am" she said with obvious smugness. Katie rolled her eyes, as she dropped her spoon instantly.. "Oh my gosh, shit, so dirty...." Vida shakes her head."hmm" she sighed The other is prideful, while the other has a princess syndrome....

"How dare you speak to me like that, Menelik! I am the Lion King, and you will show me the respect I deserve." "Yeah, you are. The Lion King, huh? But you seem to forget that I made you, without me you're nothing, and destroying you, will not cost me a dime. So be careful, when choosing your next words. Well, that's just a piece of advice. I mean, look around you, this is my world, and you're just living in it. You might be sitting at the head of the table, but I am the head of your table." Menelik leaned back, with a small smirk displaying across his face. He remained calm, even in the face of Zora's angered countenance.

Their special visit, clearly intended to mock me, was evident. Ciara shot me a condescending look, her tone dripping with irony. “Simon is, after all, my boy. I always taught him to associate with the influential and steer clear of the doomed ones. Luckily, he grasped my lecture and partnered with a big shot like Sabrina.” But Ciara didn’t stop there. She grabbed Zane’s and Simon’s hands, declaring, “We’re in for a luxurious life without putting in too much effort. Talk about fate!” I smirked, swallowing the last bite of my meal. Inwardly, I thought, “You should cherish these fleeting moments of peace, for a storm is brewing, waiting just around the corner.”

Simon was not close to strangers, but suddenly, he climbed toward Zander and reached out to hug him. "Hug, hug..." "Simon!" Savannah quickly wanted to bring Simon back into her arms. However, Zander took Simon into his arms and played with him. He shook his head and smiled at Savannah. "It doesn't matter. Although he is shy to strangers, he seems to like me quite a lot. Do you like me, little guy?" When the car arrived at the Presidential Palace, Zander led Savannah directly into the inner residence where he lived. "Andy, you go back first!" Zander took off his coat and waved at Andy.