Beautiful Bones Novels & Stories

blonde wood, with an emerald green canopy draped over it. The room screamed royalty. All of the furniture matched the blonde colored wood of the bed. There was a huge armoir on one wall, a vanity with a large ornate mirror behind it, once beautiful rugs adorning the stone floor, and a beautiful chandelier made of what I could only assume was crystal in the center of the ceiling. I walked over to my mother's vanity, and ran my finger over a thick layer of dust. I gasped as the room seemed to spring back to life. "Princess, the castle recognizes your blood signature. It's coming back to life." Gideon told me. I stared at him with wide eyes as the room returned to it's pre-dilapitated state. "

With her back straight, tight core, and shoulders back and down, she walked with such relaxed but sophisticated movements that made everyone be in awe. Good thing, there was music in the background, and she just felt the beat while strutting her stuff. When she reached the end of the runway, she took a pose and gave everyone a smoldering stare that was uniquely hers. Suddenly, a loud clapping of hands was heard. It was Bamby who was watching silently at the back. He couldn’t be more proud of his discovery. “Bravo, I mean brava, Clarissa! You just proved to everyone that you are a gem!” Bamby said those words loudly so everyone could hear him.

Bright Sophia stood in front of me, as beautiful as ever. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, dancing with every subtle, gentle movement. Her gaze was as intense as fire, or like a tornado destroying everything in its path. Her perfectly sculpted facial features looked even more beautiful than usual. Her full lips curved unfairly whenever she disagreed with something I said.

“My shovel hit on something I thought was a rock at first, until I pried it up.” Brad and Neisha exchanged a puzzled glance then Brad turned back to the landscaper. “What is it? Buried treasure?” “No, it’s that.” Mathew pointed toward an object next to one of the holes. It looked like a jagged stone, gray with clots of dirt still clinging to it. Brad stepped closer, bending over to get a better look . . . He gasped and backpedaled away when he realized what he was looking at. It wasn’t intact but rather partial; Brad could make out one eye socket and the nose hole, and on one side it curved down into part of the jaw bone.

The toughness of these bones was beyond Philip's imagination. He was solemn as he stared at the skeletons carefully. The newly assembled skeletons were obviously different. The eyes of the skeletons glowed green like spooky will-o'-the-wisp. The bone swords that appeared were also sharper and glowed with an eerie green luster. They could not destroy these skeletons again or they might turn into something else when they were put together again. Philip was very grave as he quickly told everyone about this discovery. “Don’t destroy this batch of skeletons again or their strength will double the next time, and ordinary people will be no match for them!”

Although his muscles and bones had been refined many times and had long surpassed ordinary people, they had not reached their limits. However, this time, it was like an opportunity. As the energy was constantly injected, the bones in his body finally began to be greatly refined. At this moment, the original skeleton emitted a sparkling light. This was a pure and holy light. Every single bone was like a holy divine object. Its entire body clearly carried a flawless light. From a distance, it was clear that it was not a single bone, but a beautiful work of art. On this white bone, the impurities that were originally present were swiftly refined. There was even a strange cuticle on it. These cu

With his voice lowered, he said, "If you have something to say, say it directly. Beating around the bush isn't your style." Daniel replied, "What I mean is, Kristen is already dead. So, whose bone marrow are you planning to use to save your sweetheart this time?"

In its place was pure, unadulterated awe. "His bone density," she whispered. "It reacted to the stress. It hardened instantly. He didn't just heal the hole... his skeleton became harder than the drill." She looked up at the mirror. "Auditor, did you see that?" A voice came over the speaker. It was The Auditor. "I saw it."

“You both will probably want to sit. This is going to be a strong and very focused spell. It’s probably gonna get a little wild.” Tiago and Leo exchanged a worried glance but followed her suggestion. It didn’t ease the tension Leo was feeling. I could sense both him and his wolf growing restless. My own fear simmered just below the surface, but I closed my eyes and breathed deeply to calm myself. Sinthy pulled out a small leather pouch closed with a drawstring. She lifted it so I could see it clearly. “These are Casting Bones, kind of like Fortune Stones.” The blank expression on my face must have shown more than I thought. Sinthy sighed. “Fortune stones? For telling the future?”

She performed another spell to make his bones crack. Indeed his bones started breaking within his body. The ugly pain started from his leg ankles up through his knee and then upward to his hips and ribs. It was painful,a pain he swore he's never experienced in his life. But he wouldn't succumb,he won't show it. He would fight through this pain for his family,for the people that depended on him,for the world. He won't give up!,he must prove to the world he isn't a monster!. Eve gasped with her eyes exclaiming as Nicodemus inched closer. His bones were rearranging just as it was breaking. She growled before breathing out fire to his body.