Boneka Supreme Novels & Stories

“We’re not safe here.” Jenna’s breath stilled. Because behind the stranger— Behind David Branson— The Bone King was rising. Silhouetted by lightning. Mask cracked. Eyes burning with murderous rage. Holding a new weapon. A spear tipped with human bone. And he hurled it— straight toward Jenna.

Rounding the front of his BMW, Gabriel let his eyes rake over her frame as they drew closer to each other. Like him, she was also dressed casually. He raised his eyebrows at her simple outfit—a sundress with thin straps holding the whole piece up around her nape and gladiator sandals— half expecting her to be donning a sequined mermaid gown with a face accentuated by makeup with the amount of time she'd taken to get ready. She finally reached him and shot him an apologetic smile. “Hi, babe.” Sigourney rose to her toes and he met her lips halfway for a kiss.

Bone Knight Level: 150 Health: 13000 Mana: 1500/1500 Attack: 400 Defense: 300 Speed: 45 [Skills: Bone Wall, Soul Siphon, Bone Storm, Death's Embrace: (Passive) Mortifer's presence weakens enemies, reducing their attack and defence by 10%. Improved Bone Armor, Improved Bone Shield, Improved Bone Spear, Undead Fortitude, Bone Wall, Bone Prison, Command Undead, Summon BoneStalker] [Buffs: Unbreakable Will: Immune to fear and charm effects.]

Kai dropped his body to the ground and turned to walk away. "Kai," Boris said weakly. "Please... stop." Kai turned to look back at Boris. "I told you to surrender," he said. "But you refused. Now you must pay the price." Kai raised his hand and blasted Boris with a powerful energy beam. Boris' body was vaporized instantly, leaving nothing behind but a pile of ash. Kai turned and walked away, his six tails still glowing brightly. He was the Supreme God Werewolf, and he was unstoppable.

Iron chains and torture devices hung on the walls. My wrists and ankles were shackled in icy chains. The chill bit deep into my bones, cutting my skin and drawing blood. At that moment, Sophia walked in with a small bag of purple wolfsbane powder. Her lips twisted into a cruel grin as she said, "Last chance. Sever the mate bond and leave the Shadow pack." Having said that, she scattered the powder over my wounds. Pain tore through me, and I screamed, my mouth tasting of blood. "Never!" I spat blood on her face. "Even if I rot here and turn to ash, I'll never let you have your way!"

"You challenge me? Little girl, I was killing betas while you were playing with dolls. I won't shift. I'll snap your neck in this skin." "Shift," I commanded. "Or I'll kill you where you stand." Something in my voice—the absolute certainty of it—made his laughter die. He narrowed his eyes, assessing me. Then, with a grunt of annoyance, he let it happen. The sound of his shift was wet and crunching. His body contorted, bones snapping and reshaping with practiced ease. He dropped to all fours, fur erupting from his skin in patches of brindled brown and grey. Within seconds, a massive wolf stood before me—heavy-set, scarred, with jaws that could crush a femur.

I cover my ears not wanting to hear her voice and close my eyes making her go away. Opening my eyes after a few second I don't see Sasha anymore but do see movement to my left, turning my now sore haed to the side I see Veronica taking slow light steps toward the front door. I drop my hands from my ears sure that Sasha is gone I lunge at V taking her down to the carpeted floor with so much force I hear the airleave her lungs from the impact, sitting arcoss her ribs I wrap my hands around her neck again pressing all my weight into her throat feeling it pop under my palm I don’t let go I Know she’s dead I broke her neck but I still don’t let go.

They only felt that this bone was special, though it was definitely not a bad thing. However, Barry and Eason, who came from higher heavenly realms, seemed to recall something. "Does it look like an Innate Supreme Bone?" Barry said with some hesitation. Eason thought carefully for a moment. "When touched, there's a sensation of heat and cold, with echoes of the great Path. It should definitely be an Innate Supreme Bone." His voice carried considerable excitement. "What's an Innate Supreme Bone?" Walter asked curiously. The name alone sounded extraordinary, and since Chase had not possessed it before, it was very likely an opportunity granted by this holy banquet's body refinement.

Caspian took a step forward and slashed at the General of Bones with his sword. At this instant, the heavens and the earth fell into silence. Bang! When the silence was over, there were countless roaring and surging! Roar! The General of Bones was injured, and many of his bones had been smashed by Caspian, but he didn't break into pieces because of it. All of this was because the tomb of bones that could be used as the foundation of the Divine Bone Dock naturally contained an extremely large amount of Immortal Energy. Even though many years had passed and many of them had been consumed, there were still quite a few of them.

They don’t pretend. At school, nothing changes. The same classes, the same bored teachers, the same students pretending not to feel anything. He sits in the back, doodling in his notebook, sketching bones and skeletons almost unconsciously. A morbid habit, but a harmless one. Better bones on paper than bones in his bed. At lunch, Jamie slides into the seat across from him. Jamie's got a sharp face and sharper tongue, always too curious for his own good. “You hear about the new girl?” Jamie asks.