Novel & Cerita The Monkey Stephen King Audiobook

Is it a bad choice after all? Just then, she heard a few more sounds before she felt herself slowly losing consciousness. "Don't touch her!" That monkey again... Why does Stefani always have to hear his voice? "Stefani!!" She heard Jonathan’s voice. Then everything turned black.

Its mouth was occupied with a discarded chicken wing, the greasy bone precariously hanging from its teeth. My scream ripped through the forest, piercing and full-throated. I stumbled back, nearly dropping the flashlight as I tripped over a root. "AIDEN, KILL IT!" I shrieked, clinging to his arm like he was a life raft. His expression was one of utter disbelief as he glanced from me to the possum and back again. "Stephanie," he said, his voice oddly calm, "it’s just a—" "I DON’T CARE WHAT IT IS!" I yelled, still gripping him. "IT HAS RABIES, OR PLAGUE, OR—OH MY GOD!"

Could hear the harried voices of the people downstairs, as close as if they were whispering behind him. The monster-man bounded on all fours to a flight of stairs. He could hear the frantic voices of people many floors down. Almost running mad with hunger, he leaped down the first staircase and then another, almost losing his balance as he covered the distance between himself and the delicious flesh waiting for him. The voices grew louder as the distance grew smaller, and soon he found himself on the ground floor, at a whitewashed foyer full of scientists in lab coats.

But she couldn’t see anything other than the cannon in the beast’s hands. As she was remembering this, the monkey wiped its runny nose and stood up slowly. The monkey then faced Rina, looking at her. But it wasn’t a fearful look. “Eep… Aeep…” It squeaked out, as if talking to Rina. But Rina didn’t understand what it was talking about. “Uhm… I don’t know what you are talking about… But, aren’t you afraid of me?” Rina asked. The monkey shook its head. “Maeep aeep…” It was holding its left hand with its right.

My tiny frail voice called out for help but all I was replied with was the sounds from my own voice that echoed around me in plain mockery. The sudden footsteps I heard approach me from all around in the dark like an army of a thousand men combined in the footsteps of just one man got my chest beating too hard that it became so hard to breathe. I could see no one but I could feel myself along with the chair get tilted behind and suddenly, an all to Bright ray of light dropped down from above me unto the face of my captive I couldn't see with how blinding the lights were but it didn't stop me from noticing the same pair of Grey eyes that belongs to the monster I'd known.

‘You best watch yourself Pocohontas, you best believe that I bite,’ ‘Whatever, you think I’m afraid of a filthy human? Wrong, you’re nothing more than a disgusting abomination that doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as I do,’ she sneered, her pretty face contorted hideously, showing her true nature beneath the beauty she so coveted, and she took another challenging step forward, directly meeting Alexa’s gaze with her own, her eyes flashing amber in opposition.

My eyes darted around the room, and I saw as people were cradled in the corner, probably afraid that it'll be their time next… As if he heard some intrusion, the King's wolf ears raised upwards, his paws, stepping off of the man's body, his tail swang and his fangs extracted more and with predatory steps he came straight to me, not even breaking an ounce of contact. I could feel my hands turning cold…I gulped down the lump in my throat as I wiped the cold liquid on my forehead… My heart thumped loudly against my chest, I was so sure that the people around the room could hear it too…especially since I was going to become the meal of the ruthless monster before my eyes…

And to make it more annoying between each ladder and slide were very angry-looking plastic… Yes, those are monkeys. “What the fuck? Is this my mind creating this weird ass shit, or is the Shit Witch just fucking with me by literally making this a nightmare game?” I shook my head because it didn’t matter. I need to get through this maze of crap and to the finish. I take on Donkey Kong or whoever the big boss monkey is. I wish August were with me; he’s the smart one. He thinks things through and could make a strategy. He could find the pattern to these shoots and ladders. I started up the first ladder, having to dodge bananas being thrown at me.

The source. “Gods above,” Marcus whispered, his voice swallowed by the hungry rock. The moment I stepped into the cavern, the pillar reacted. The silver cracks flared brightly. A wave of energy, ancient and arrogant and hungry, washed over me. It didn’t feel like an attack. It felt like a recognition. A claiming.

I pulled his hand toward my chest, letting him feel the steady, frantic beat of my heart. "We’re writing a new story now, Julian," I said, my voice barely a whisper over the sound of the waves. "In this story, the monster saves the queen, and the queen... she shows the monster that he was always a king in disguise. You're in every chapter from here on out."