Battle Of The Bones Novels & Stories

She waved at me before going in, of course, I waved back at her. “For the second battle of the day! Let us welcome, A Lady who resembles a red rose, A beautiful but dangerous Lady! Let us welcome, Louissa Solce Revoltoir!” he said, Louissa walked out to the Arena with her beautiful dagger as tons of crowds cheer for her. I hate it, I feel like an animal being put in a cage to fend for myself I thought. I looked at Jeanne and Coraline, they’re smiling, and it’s disgusting.

He instructed the men to strike a few additional torches, before he slid into the chamber of bones. “They are gone,” August said. Flavius asked, “Who, sir?” “Those I fought there. They are gone, look!” He pointed as a soldier brought a torch to bear. “See the blood on the bones? It is fresh.” “That’s frightening,” Flavius acknowledged, with a deadpan voice. “What is?” “That you were telling the truth, Decurion.” August grimaced and pointed to the larger shaft. “Come along then, all of you. This way.”

The Hunters and Huntresses were suddenly standing there, with the women carrying spears and the men were carrying swords. “Brace yourselves” Tyrone told the two of them and it made Xaphar and Keith nervous. Partly anxious. “We’re under attack! Monsters of Bones are coming — and there are hundreds of them!” Xaphar furrowed his brows. “Bones?” He asked, a bit stupefied. “What are you saying — bones?! But where did they come from?!” “They came from the heart of the Eastern Forest! From the Castle!”

Her skin seemed colder. Her lips were a bit blue and appeared to be a bit of blood inside her nostrils. My body shook with fear. Widened eyes refused to unseen the view. My heart leaped into my throat as I shrunk back and stood there voiceless. "She died seventy years ago, but even today, her blood flows out of her vein proves this place is cursed." His words throbbed inside me. I left with nothing but a numb body when he explained further.

"Say it again. What bone did you say this is?" "It's human bone! I am positive it is human bone!" Felix shouted, struggling against the guards. He warned, "Mr. Lane, it is illegal to own human bones. Most people can't tell the difference, so I know you've definitely been deceived. The one who did this is malicious and despicable!" The banquet hall was filled with murmurs again as Evan stared down at the bracelet. His hand was trembling as he asked Cecilia in a barely audible voice, "Whose bone is this?"

Then our soldiers roared in victory. But I didn’t smile. This wasn’t the end. The Forge was still opened and from inside came the sound of hammers but it didn't sound like metal it sounded like bones. It was a battle sound. And he was waiting.

It was the smell of a butcher shop after the lights go out. We emerged from the treeline onto the ridge overlooking the ravine. The scene below was a tableau of misery painted in shades of grey and black. The stream, which had been frothing pink during the fight, was now running clear again, washing over the bodies that still clogged the narrow channel. Thorne’s massive black corpse lay where he had fallen, a dam of meat and fur blocking the water. But around the edges of the kill box, the living were waiting.

Her teeth gritted together, eyes bulging so hard I thought her face would burst. Orchid's voice had hummed to a stop Then I saw it stretched across the whole valley—a horde of skeletons eyes dark, bones chattering. All the wolves who had died in this valley. Orchid turned to Barlas, a sinister smile playing on her lips. “Our army is ready.” I saw Barlas smile for the first time. “Let's see how Ferguson and his warriors fare against an army of the dead.”