Bone Graphic Novels & Stories

At first he thought it was just another bone. There were plenty of bones down here. Animal bones. Crawler bones. Things he preferred not identifying. This one was different. It sat on a stone altar near the back chamber. Protected by nothing. Just sitting there. Waiting. Nero frowned. It looked... Ordinary. About the length of his forearm. Dark ivory. Old. Very old. Carvings spiraled around its surface. Tiny symbols. Thousands of them. Not decorative.

he explains. "I think I'll be fine," I say brushing it off. "Gargoyle bones are made of different material, you know." "What?" says Bennet surprised. "What do you mean?" "I don't remember the exact specifications, but I know that our bones happen to be much tougher than any other beings' bones. I think they're as hard as diamonds if I remember correctly." "Really?" asks Bennet. I smile. "Really," I say, reaching up and brushing a bit of hair of his forehead. Bennet smiles down at me.

Red liquid drops off them and they settle on the bottom of the socket. I step back and grab the mattock. I pry some stone away from the clavicle, a cracked scapula and the tops of the humerus. They were abnormally small in comparison to the skull, as though the head had grown, but the body had remained the size of a toddler’s. The bones had scratches all over them, indicating the marks of trauma. I retch and swallow the taste of vomit. “Rita?” Boris calls from the other side of the safety tape.

The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens. "Don't call them junk," the elderly professor replied. Struggling to stand up from sitting on his chair, he gently placed the book he's reading on his desk, which was also filled with empty laboratory flasks, notebooks and pens. There was a stain of spilled ink covering the upper corner of his disorganized table. His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now.

"We just want to make sure you're both healthy." Rich gives them a small smile. "It won’t take long, and you can ask me any question you want while we do it." "Any question?" Hazel perks up. "What’s the biggest bone in the human body?" Rich chuckles. "The femur. It’s in your thigh." Hazel hums in thought while Rich gently takes her temperature. He glances at the screen and frowns slightly. "They’re a little warmer than normal," he murmurs. My stomach tightens. "How warm?"

He had an intuition that the pain represented a degree of approval and that the bone which made him feel the least pain would be the one that approved of him the most. When he started truly focusing on the pain in his eyes as they shifted from bone to bone, he realised that he did feel different degrees of pain depending on which bone he was looking at. He could also determine that this was not due to the size of the bone or the bones around them. Furthermore, the light coming from the skeleton was uniform except for the brighter skull. As Raider gazed upon bone after bone, he found one to be the least painful to look at, the left radius from the forearm. It lay opposite the other arm in a s

"The wounds are healing too fast. Better than they should." I X-ray afterwards, Shadow remaining still upon the table as the machine thunders into action. When the photos appear on the screen, Luna and I remain there in shocked silence. "That's..." Luna starts, and then stops. "Impossible," I decide. Bone density is something I've never seen. His skeleton is perfectly in proportion but built as if he were designed for incredible speed and strength. Like that of a wolf or any faster Carnivore. His heart appears larger than normal, his lungs huge. All of his organs appear to be optimized for peak function.

Human bones, weathered by time and the relentless flow of water, intertwine with the skulls, creating a haunting display of mortality. The ethereal glow from the waysticks casts shadows upon the skeletal structures, illuminating the intricate details of the bones. Delicate features of the skulls become visible, their curves and contours accentuated by the soft light. The translucent layer of calcium, formed from the presence of limestone fragments packed between bone and stone, overlays the skulls and bones, creating a patchwork effect. In some places, the layer appears frosted, obscuring certain details, while in other areas, it is more transparent, emphasizing the eerie beauty of the skele

He crouched over the skeleton, hands hovering as if he wanted to touch it, but he didn’t. “The bone density appears to be consistent with a young woman in her late teens,” he murmured, half to himself, half to us. “And look at this—” He pointed at something near the ribcage I couldn’t make out from where I was standing. “The marrow crystallization pattern. I’ve never seen this outside of a laboratory sample. This is genuinely remarkable!” “Harrison,” Tyler said flatly. “Right. Yes. Sorry.” He straightened, but he was still looking at the bones with awe on his face.

It was clearly from a beast. "Mystic Supreme Bone." Orabella gasped in amazement. At that moment, Pacino's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and his aged eyes flashed with a fierce intensity. "Gideon, seize it quickly. That's the finger bone of an apex overbeast. It is Mystic Supreme Bone, with countless incredible applications. We can't let it slip away." In reality, as soon as Orabella had cried out, Gideon had already activated his Solar Titan Physique, exuding an air of dominance.