Simba Stampede Novels & Stories

Rex joked. "If it were in my hand, I'll buy T-Rex to chase your ass out of this field," Simone retorted. "You're alive only because they have gone extinct or I would have loved for you and your friends to be eaten alive along with my nemesis," she added with a smirk appearing on her face. Rex gulped a lump down his throat. Simone's smirk vanished when she sensed something and turned around to see the cause of her heightened senses, and as soon as her eyes went on the top of the stable, she screamed.

"This is our newest, Bambi." It took me a second to recognize my own name. My new name. She gave me an expressionless stare. Her blue eyes showed nothing except for.. discontentment? Still I pulled forth my trainings from school on etiquette and tried out my warmest smile. "Hello! I am so glad to meet you." I said. Vixen rolled her eyes at me as she stood up, "Oh, your one of those girls." She said distastefully, Fox reprimanded her quickly, her tone loud and serious.

Simba was the main guard in the village,he would prowl the village into the night,and sleep next to cows so he would draw warmth from the cows. The chirpings of birds were broken by loud crows of cocks that were locked in a small house next to one of the the huts.As the day broke,and more light shone through,there was competition amongst the cockerels,which would increase in pitch and tone as more light hit the village, turning from a deep orange sunrise, to a brighter Break of day.

I growled with my alpha voice as Simba wanted to emerge. "No, Simba, No," I moaned, resisting the shift. It was painful to resist but I tried to remain focussed. I barged out of the hospital and rushed into the forest as I knew that Simba wanted to get released. I growled heavily. The birds in the trees that were chirping all flew away causing chaos. I couldn't suppress any longer and Simba took over. "Aaaaaarrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh."

Mimi rolled her eyes and tried moving back. She was in eye to eye with the boar, she is so scared that she can't even shout. She tried running but the boar lick its lips in readiness for her flesh. As Mimi was struggling to find a way to escape this situation, she keeps walking backward and boom she feels over the mountain in high speed.

We stepped off the Ferris wheel and headed for the parade of flower floats. The night was a wash of color. Just as the crowd burst into cheers, the draft horses let out a terrified scream and bolted straight into the masses! “Watch out!” In the chaos of shrieks, I saw Jonathan and the pups move like they were shielding a Mate—throwing themselves over Isabella, using their bodies to form a wall around her. I stood where I was and was knocked down by the stampede.