Bony-legs Book Novels & Stories

Between these pages muscle was devoured while bones were licked, chomped, munched. Foot torn from ankle. Shin snapped from knee. Thigh popped from hip. The tender meat of her toes nibbled. The sweeter flesh of her thighs gulped. The odd, wet warmth of unseen tongues lapping the empty, sobbing spaces that had been her legs. Between these pages her body was a feast. Her free hand pawed at the floor, the wooden planks slick and steaming with blood. The crimson shimmering, settling in the minute curves of the grain, listing in small waves before crashing between the planks to sink out of sight into the boards.

"This brave group will be the first ones to enter and leave the forbidden forest alive, a feat never before done. They will mark the beginning of a new era of heroes and bring a great change to the world. Their impossible feat will mark the beginning of the era of legends. "These warriors will be the first Legends!" Charles ran his head through his head. "Legends? What's that?" "According to this it's strongest members are these two, the master of chaos and the master of order." Sebastian suddenly stops. "No!" "What?" Sebastian flips the pages agitatedly, "I can't read them any more. I can't hear the words." Charles takes the book from him and calms him down. "Sebastian the fact that you cou

Samuel finally got a clear look behind the bushes. Brandon came close to him and saw it too, "L— Legs? Are those legs ?" "What? whose legs?" Bonnie asked in utter confusion. Suddenly a pair of legs jumped out of the bushes in light. Everybody felt intense goosebumps on their spine when they saw a pair of body-less hideous legs standing in front of them. The situation creeped them out. The pair of legs looked like a human's but the hair on it was like of an animal's, the nails on the legs had grown over 4 cm and they were covered in mud and blood. The creepy legs were still moving as if they had a life inside them, which by the looks, they did.

The kind of flaw that drew eyes in a world where wolves were supposed to be strong, symmetrical, and perfect. I'd been born with it. A twisted bone in my left leg that hadn't set properly, probably because the healer who'd attended my birth was inexperienced, or drunk, or simply didn't care enough about one more orphan to do the job right. By the time Ma Agatha noticed and tried to get it corrected, the bone had fused. Permanent. The limp was mine for life. "Stop staring at it," Ally said gently. "I'm not." "You are. And you're doing the thing where your shoulders hunch forward, like you're trying to make yourself smaller. Stand up straight."

" What's wrong with your leg?" Arnold questioned, frowning more, and he looked at her two legs. " It....is.. broken..." Lexa heaved for breath with her eyes still closed. Arnold quickly examined her two legs and realized indeed her leg was broken, and it happened to be the left leg. He narrowed his eyes and held the broken left leg, looking at it, and he shook his head. The bone was really broken, and it would really take a long time for it to heal since she was yet to have a wolf.

Valentina held her breath, pulse pounding against her throat, the ledger heavy in her hand. The shadow didn’t move. The shadow loomed just beyond the stall door. A pair of shoes—black leather, scuffed at the toes—angled toward her. Valentina’s breath snagged in her chest. Her fingers tightened on the ledger, her red nails biting into the leather. A soft rattle at the lock. Her pulse thundered. The handle jiggled harder this time, the lock straining against the force. Then— A muffled grunt. A scuffle, quick and low. The sound of air being driven from lungs, the faint scrape of leather on tile.

It is painful, merciless and very slow. I looked down at Misha: he growled and, burning me with a luminous look, tried to get up, but the silver bullets in both legs skillfully did their job, and the young wolf with a miserable look almost crawled along the floor, flooding everything around with blood. He definitely had a bad day today, that is, evening.

There was so much it was everywhere on the floor. It felt even more creepy now. “I found something, " Kael called, his eyes concentrating on a book that was spread wide open. I walked over to his side, my eyes widening as I saw what he was looking at.Images. “Images on how to cleanly take out the bones of a body, " I read. "You were right, ” Kael said solemnly. "This is creepy. ” We flipped through the pages, looking at the instructions for performing such operations on

I can hear the crack of bones breaking and his screams are loud, but the music is louder and for once I am glad about that. The guy screams in agony, trying to push me away and right now I don’t know if I am ending his life or if I am just breaking a couple of limbs. The bastard cries in agony when he falls on his knees and I place my boot on his leg and press, hearing his bones break and screams of agony.

The bag was full of dry, yellowed strands of fallen hair. Julian opened the diary with shaking hands. *Tried the new drug today. It hurt so bad. Every bone in my body was shaking. The doctor said my liver can't take much more. But Julian's leg can't wait any longer. I have to earn more money.* *Tonight Julian brought me a baked potato. So warm and sweet. I told him I'd already eaten, but the truth is I hadn't had anything all day. Watching him enjoy it made everything worth it. Even if I die someday, as long as his leg gets better, I'd do it all again.*