Boneka Supreme Novels & Stories

Curse on them all, he would now have to slay Olobiri quickly, which would be less than the madman deserves. His challenger already stood waiting. Olobiri, the skeleton smith, the bone gatherer, the bane of Benin was albino, tall and handsome. Nearly as tall as Arualan, wider at the shoulders with arms the size of tree trunks. Garbed in his terrible bleached bone armor, a large buffalo skull for helm sat firmly on his dreadlocked head. In each of his hands, he held a long-jagged knife made of bones; a collection of human skulls decorated his waist, clattering together in the evening breeze, finger bones taken from his victims, held together on a string was tied around his neck. Olobiri was ap

It's only after a deep velvety voice caresses my ear canals, that I open my eyes I comprehend that I haven’t hit the ground. I become increasingly aware of the warmth of huge muscular hands around my waist just below my breast. The smooth velvety warm caramel skin clung to seductive massive curves of muscle, trailing up to broad full shoulders Outlined in what appeared to be intricate golden tattoo ink in hieroglyphic patterns some I recognized like the Ankh the Egyptian representation of life on his rose gold armored gauntlets, others were completely unrecognizable to me with their intricate curves.

Bone manipulation Lv 5 (20 AF) (v) Change the bone structure of the user without lasting consequences. The number of bones and time of the change varies with skill level. [Affinities]: None The second one appeared right beside the first one, it was considerably smaller but didn't look as decrepit as the bone vulture. It had a healthy complexion, blood-red feathers, bright yellow pupils, and sharp talons. "And you'll be Max E. Mumm!" declared David, feeling proud of his naming sense. [Name: Max E. Mumm]

His face twisted with rage, and at some point, a bone spike had appeared in his hand. Morgan's face darkened. "That's a Beast Supreme Bone Spur. Forged from the spine of a peak apex overbeast after its death. Prince Freddie refined it into a weapon. It carries remnants of supreme energy," he said grimly. He said it loud enough for Gideon to hear. But Gideon just smirked coldly. "That's a bone spike of a Supreme Beast? Not bad. I want it. Freddie, hand over my wife unharmed. Give me that Beast Supreme Bone Spur as compensation. Then, I'll let this go. Otherwise, suffer the consequences."

After these guys contacted me about what pieces of mine they liked and what they were looking for, I worked up several new designs that fit their specifications. Steve and Slade both lean over the table, staring down at my sketches critically as they thumb through the pages. I watch the expression on Slade’s face carefully as he eyes each one, scrunching up his nose and frowning at a few, sliding them away. He finally lands on one that has his eyes lighting up, the corner of his mouth lifting. “This is sick,” he murmurs, dragging it closer. “Could you do something to make the skulls pop? Make them neon or something?”

Kelly said with a giggle, as she carefully walked to the table and left a ceramic bowl there, which was filled to the brim with the same tonic from my previous life. She let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on her forehead using the back of her hand, before she came to me and stood in front of me. Kelly did not say anything to me for the next few seconds. Rather, she simply stared, before finally, she broke the silence, saying, “You look so ethereal, sister. It's no wonder you are the star and pride of our Red Moon pack”. Kelly's smile looked so innocent. One would even think she was a saint.

Eliza chuckled like a mischievous child, “you would not believe it if I told you.” “Please,we have all the time in the world.” “Coke.” “Coke? As in the soda?” “No…” she laughed, “As in coke.” They all let out a chorused “oh.” “How did you even know that it would work?” Rune asked “We've been running tests to keep the houndras calm since we caught the one you found in the lab. Turns out getting them so high worked perfectly so the only problem we had was getting large doses—”

I could feel it in my bones as we rode closer to the ancient castle. The stone colors in the mountain side changed from a deep brown to a black void. The grass grew darker until it was black in color as we approached the outer castlegrounds. "You're still sure you want to do this?" Gideon asked me, as we approached. I looked at him, and nodded. I was on the seemingly endless search for answers, and I was going to get them. As we got closer to the walls of the outer garden, I could see vines that looked like they were dripping with black ink. I reached out to touch one, only to get my hand slapped down by Gideon. "Don't touch those! You'll be asleep for a century, easily." He told me, realizi