The Lion King 1 1/2 Young Simba Novels & Stories

"What? Should I call you simba instead? Simba is too cute than you are so it's a no." "Wow! So if I am Simba, who are you? Nala?" Owen flinched for those words. Nala is Simba's mate in the lion King the movie. "Whatever.." To hide his blushing face, Owen nuzzled his head to Leon's stomach. Leon let out a silent sad sigh at the same time and thinking. "Leon," Owen called his name after a while. "Yes?" "Why did you kiss me this morning?"

Her face was so delighted. “Are you sure?” She asked. Her reaction made Juviana’s mouth bitter. As usual, Miley was dense. ”My friend.” Juviana took a deep breath and braced herself. “Do you know who it is?” She politely gestured at Ibrahim. Her lips stiffed, watching Ibrahim with interest. “The lion king. King Ibrahim.” Juviana nodded her head, unsure. “Do you know who he is?” “... King Ali. Wingsman king.” Miley felt awkward. Something caught in her brain.

Under the astonished gazes of the spectating crowd, a powerful wave of wind was generated in the hallway. As they were deep within Levity Museum, such a strong wind making an appearance should have been impossible. However, they were witnessing it now! In the center of the storm was the second son of the Lion King Tribe.

"You did a full shift, half way through your pregnancy. Not many leopards are able to do that." "Not many leopards can half shift at the age of six either Samantha, but I did. Claire wouldn't let me do anything if she felt it harmful to me or the twins," she says in a soothing tone. "Now both of you go, I will cuddle up with Riley and Anna."

he said softly, and just like a lightning, something soft touched my lips, as all the butterflies began to dance the old fate song. “MOMMY, WHAT HAPPENS AFTER Simba leaves their kingdom?” When I heard Rious’ voice, I came out of my trance. I grin gently as I stare at him. “Well, Simba met his buddies Timon and Pumba, and they traveled and grew together, and Simba learned to eat worms,” I added, brushing his hair. “But he was a lion.” “Yes, he was a meat-eating lion who also ate insects,” I said with a smile.

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.

As if knowing what was on the lion king's mind, Long Chen approached the lion king, who was still bowing his head. "Hey, I'm not that sneaky. Come with me to find some more ingredients and I'll help you increase your strength and that of your pride," said Long Chen, patting the lion king on the head. The lion king felt very happy and excited. He could see that Long Chen was not lying to him. ROOOAAARRR? "Yes, I never lie when I make a promise."

I stared at her beautiful face and body and smiled, reaching out for her cheek, caressing it for a while. "I decided to name my wolf Simba. You know. You named yours Nala. Since we are mates might as well we match the name of our wolves." Mei's POV His way of showing his caringness was too cute. He knew I loved watching lion king as a child and named my wolf after my favourite character.

*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.

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..”