Arvak's Skull Novels & Stories

This will end soon. He rummages through the net and pulls out a decaying skull, thrusting it inches from my face. I stifle a scream as I recognize Alec's lifeless face, worms writhing out of his hollow eye sockets. Silent tears stream down my cheeks as Alec's mouth twists into a grotesque smile, revealing rotten teeth and half-decomposed flesh hanging from his jaw.

The last thing he saw was Khaleana screaming and blood—lots of blood. **Chief Gharcha Sharp Fang** Anarungu opened his eyes. The hut was warm, and he noticed a figure sitting across from him. It was a skeleton, the remains of a person. It wore strange white things, solid and shimmering like water in the light. A cloak draped over the shoulders, made of a material Anarungu had never seen before. In the skeleton's hand, a dagger was locked in a death grip. The skeleton's hand clutched a huge dagger, its blade as long as an arm. The dagger was white and smooth, resembling water but incredibly straight and razor-sharp. What kind of white stone was it made from? The base of the blade splits in tw

Dax also followed closely, his presence bringing her comfort. The child stirred. Not gently—urgently. “Do you feel it too?” Dax asked. She nodded. “Yes I do. The closer we get, the stronger it becomes.” They eventually reached the center of the abandoned chamber. A single slab of moonstone floated slightly above the ground. In the center of it lay a crack. There lay a skeleton no larger than that of a child's, being preserved by ancient magic. Its skull was crowned. Aria staggered back at the sight before her. Nearly falling.

Before I knew it, Artemis was rising to her hind legs, her front paws raised at Skylar. ‘Rest well,’ I heard the strange voice in my head before an invisible force slammed into Skylar right as she decided it was best to run. It slammed her to the ground, picked her up, and whipped her back down. Then repeated the motion several times until a shelf collapsed atop the wolf. Artemis went back on all fours, snarling at the rubble Skylar was buried underneath. She was pawing at the rubble when the door opened to let in Jabari and two warriors, Gavin included.

The movement of the bone skull stopped almost at the height of human growth - above the place where Vic himself had stood a moment ago. - Farewell, brother, - the blades in the hands of Yarsi silently cut the vertebrae of the neck lowered down. The skull hit the ground, hitting its jaws, tumbled on its side, and began to paint in pieces. Simultaneously with a loud thud, the entire skeleton collapsed.

Above them, the ceiling cracked open, revealing a starless sky that pulsed like a beating heart. Nihareth lifted both arms. "Bring me the final relic." A female follower approached, cradling an ornate golden skull wreathed in thorns. She knelt and offered it forward, her hands trembling. "The Skull of Orun, taken from the old vault in the east." Nihareth took it with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He turned to the altar and placed the skull into the hollow at its center. The air turned colder instantly. The ground beneath them shook.

The Lord of Dark had appeared. "Let! Me! Down!" I immediately shouted angrily at Archie. Archie paid no attention, and another thunderstorm descended directly toward The Lord of Dark. It was only then, amidst the thunderstorm, that we discovered the black mist composed its flesh. It was a colossal wolf skeleton, adorned with bits of decaying flesh.

And then Toki cleaned his search history because if Trasykian cyber security happens to find out some different search engine manipulating their sources, it can be big problem for Kavya. "God, Toki you are so fast!" Kavya mumbled rubbing her eyes, she woke up because she felt something suddenly touched her. She raised her hand and light beams flashed up forming a transparent square board of information. "READING ON SQUARE BOARD" NAME: AARNIK CAVALLI GENDER: MALE AGE: 24 SPECIE: HYBRID TRASYKIAN FATHER: ROBERTO CAVALLI MOTHER: UNKNOWN COUNTINENT: TRASKYA ORGA 1

Dax commanded. The Vanguard accelerated, using the sloping, armored snout of the sinking Leviathan as a massive jump. Fifty heavy choppers launched into the open air over the churning, boiling crater lake. At the exact same microsecond, my father smashed his fist down on the EXECUTE key. The lower hull of the Ark hummed. A cylindrical, distorted tunnel of air violently shimmered to life, extending from the breached durasteel doors directly across the water, catching the airborne Vanguard in mid-flight.

"If you blew yourself up, would your skull turn to dust too?" His voice was cold. "Idiot." He stepped forward, his eyes sharp. "Arka and his people aren't ordinary humans. It's impossible for them to vanish without a trace." He refused to believe it. "Search again!" he roared. "Check every underground passage, hidden room, or anything suspicious!" An uneasy feeling began gnawing at his mind, as though everything was slipping out of control. But before he could go any further... Beep! Beep!