Teenage Simba Novels & Stories

If you keep acting like a simp, you’ll only make the male lead hate you more. [You have to become a vicious heiress to win your crazy childhood friend’s heart.] [Otherwise, once Gabert turns into a devil, he’ll make anyone he dislikes disappear, including you, crybaby.] My heart trembled. In my previous life, it was because I kept acting like his devoted lapdog that Gabert locked me in a basement and tortured me miserably. Thinking of that, my shoulders trembled with fear, and I quietly sobbed. Seeing my tears, impatience crept up on Gabert’s face.

I can tell he is uncertain why I am looking at him but basks in it nevertheless since he likes having my attention. “You ready to run?” he asks and approaches me. I look up at him, smiling. “Yeah, let the hunt commence.” Liam just grins, and soon enough, all of us walk out into the forest. Someone drives their tiny car there and opens their drunk for us to get rid of our clothes. Everyone undresses, and at first, I’m a bit self-conscious about getting naked - in my pack, we never undressed in front of the other gender, but the Twilight pack doesn’t seem to care. No one is looking or leering at someone else. These people are just excited for the hunt and start shape-shifting all around me.

The Brier's always visit them so he's already used to seeing Kalyx in their house. Even though Sidhiel ignores him and doesn't talk to him, Kalyx still finds a way to get his attention and to make him talk to him. Or should he say, piss him off. It seems like Kalyx's visit in their house will not be complete until he annoys the hell out of him. "You're already nine years old but you're still stuttering." Fourteen-year-old Kalyx teased. Sidhiel ignored him. He just looked at the ground and quietly turned his back to him. He gripped his favorite teddy bear tightly like it will protect him.

I stared at Tyler, my mouth hanging open in disbelief. But he looked nothing like the boy I remembered. Back then, he was all angles and shadows—gaunt, hollow-eyed, worn out in a way that made him seem already halfway gone. Lifeless, almost. Tyler smiled softly and gave a small nod. "Yeah, that was me."

I knew instantly who'd done it. Before long, the Internet was piling on. "Ten years is more than enough to leave someone in the dust. Mark seriously thinks he can beat Jerome? The same guy he personally shipped overseas to study? What a joke." Then one comment caught my attention. "Is it just me, or is he actually the guy who used to simp for the Burkes' long-lost daughter they just found?" "Nah, you've got it wrong. That's the Swain heir. Why would he be simping for her?"

“Now let’s eat fast so we can both get going.” She ate, trying to get rid of the sour thought in her brain. She would probably have the amount of money for five taxi rides. Only if Sima hadn’t gave her a hundred bucks before leaving. She was truly an amazing friend. Carmen couldn’t think how her life would be even worse without her. She stared at her brother again and smiled, thinking of another surprise of him. “Simba is coming back four days later. What if we go to her house and surprise her! Don’t you miss Holly and Evan?”

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Simara's wolf turned around to see Rebecca dominating the place. Its muzzle high, the eyes shining brightly with anguish. Rebecca smirked, looking at the scared wolf. Her golden-brown wolf moved towards the red-brown one. Simara's wolf took one step backwards. She shifted into her human form. She is a young girl, with brown hair and light blue eyes. A sleek slim body. "Luna, I am sorry! Please, let me go. I will never do the same mistake again. Please!" Simara pleaded. Rebecca can see it in her eyes. She is so scared. She sat on the ground pleading.

As expected from the second male lead of the story In the end, Emma handled it more outstandingly than I would, with the little help of Sean backing her up. The vendor agreed in handing over the prizes that should have been to the other kids and us included and all was settled peacefully. Sean may be indifferent and sly but he does the righteous things as his good point and he has a soft spot for children. I know this because every detail he has I know it all myself as being his simp for the longest time. “Miss Emma, may I borrow your friend here for a while? We have an important matter to discuss if you mind?”

*Maybe,* I snicker as Sara's father glares at me. Not sure why, but the guy is giving me an 'a steel stick up his ass' vibe, and that's not how I roll. Life's a journey, an adventure, or whatever bullshit those super positive people say. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that I'm armed, with a spoon, and in a good mood, so no one is about to fuck my day over. I clear my throat, and Simba next to me jumps. Geez, I didn't know lions were that jumpy. So much for the King of the jungle.