Bulk And Skull Novels & Stories

Real bones. The torchlight brightened revealing the white, dry, empty skulls stared back at him. Human skulls and there were dozens of them. Some still had broken teeth. Dark empty eyes looked straight at them. More bones were scattered everywhere. Ribs, arms, fingers, carpals and metacarpals... a lot of them Lani's torch shook in her hand. Then she let out her own share of scream. Moro jumped up so fast he almost fell again. And in a splitting second, they ran.

It'll only embarrass us! "What do you know? How dare you insult my work—" Larissa couldn't be bothered to listen to her bitching. So, she walked up to the box and kicked it, turning the mildly damaged specimen into a broken pile of bones. "My specimen!" the senior screeched. "How dare you?" Larissa scoffed coldly, "The skull has 29 bones, but you couldn't even get that right and made a skull with 30 bones. What do you think you're making, an alien skeleton?"

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 ringing in my ears stopped which allowed me to hear the solid pounding of his fist into Richard's skull. Until the sound of those blows turned into a sickening crunch as Richard's skull caved in. The massive man dropped the body but didn't stop throwing up his fists. Blow after blow until the sound of breaking bone turned into squelching as his fist connected with the raw tissue and meat of whatever was inside Richard's skull.

' My mate whispered, thoughts running wild like mine. 'The rest of her skeleton is there, but her skull is missing. ' My heart beat skyrocketed and my hands became sweaty. That was not good at all, that skull obviously represented something. For someone to go through such an extend to retrieve bones? it must have been one hell of an important object to them. I remembered coming across a drawing in my mothers journal.

Skull after skull built up the massive back of the chair: human skulls, animals, and ones with horns and unnatural outgrowths. Bloody weapons were stuck in between them here and there, an ax wedged between a massive bone I had no chance of recognizing and a skull; its edge blinked as the light from the walls next to it hit the sharp point. Squinting my eyes and taking a step closer to see, I swear it looked like the blood on it was still wet, still flowing down the handle. And sure enough, as I came closer, I saw the drops fall and land with a splat on an old little leather drum sticking out from the massive wall of skulls and bones.

He sensed a very strange aura on the other side of this ‘end’. “Is there something fishy going on here?” Andrius tried to punch the wall of the cave. Crash! In an instant, the wall which was about a foot thick shattered into countless fragments, falling to the ground. There was indeed something else there. Andrius instinctively passed through the hole and stepped inside. As soon as he entered, he was deeply shocked. He saw a huge skull! The skull’s size far exceeded Andrius’ imagination. It was almost larger than any living creature he had ever seen. Just lying there, it was several stories tall. One could only imagine how huge its entire body was.

Roy unleashed his Domain, the Heavenly Thunder Domain, again. Thunderous noises could be heard. A giant upper body appeared on top of Tay. It was a skeleton with a skull that was several meters wide in radius. The upper body was over ten meters wide, and there was a huge sword on the left arm. The skeleton was ignited in spiritual flames and was covered in runes. Benedict was levitating on top of the skeleton. He looked at Wilbur coldly. A threatening spiritual pressure exuded from the skeleton. It rose to the sky and enveloped the mountaintop. It was frightening to the people.

and there's a single humerus, a couple of the larger ribs, a scattering of vertebrae and other bones which, with my limited knowledge of anatomy, I can't put a name to. Juliana's skull lies, resting on one cavernous cheek, amid the scatter of bony detritus. Only a few dark stains on the concrete, a few ragged threads of dried flesh hanging from the skull, testify to this once being a living person. The show's over. What's left? The pain in my sunken gut is intense. When I hold out my hand, it shakes. No effort on my part brings it under control. Thirsty... I'm so thirsty...

A week later, House Six stood deep underground in Bunker 039. The air was colder this far down. More metallic. It scraped the lungs on inhale. "Okay," Samuel exhaled, stretching his arms behind his head. "We've officially seen some crazy shit." He wasn’t wrong. Bunker 027 had held fossilized bones of a creature that resembled a dinosaur but not any species known to science. Its skull had six eye sockets. Bunker 031 was an untouched treasure vault, overflowing with diamonds and precious stones. Joy had called it obscene.