Castlevania Skeleton Novels & Stories

But if it heard him, the skeleton didn’t show it and instead, shocked them when it titled Mariah’s head and buried his face on her neck. Mariah screamed at the pain of torn flesh and it took her only a second to realize what was happening. The skeleton was…sucking her blood! “Mariah!” Asher screamed and attacked this time, punching the skeleton right on the head that the skull broke and it was forced to free Mariah. Pushing Mariah behind him for her to heal, Asher’s eyes burned red as his fangs elongated, baring at the skeleton.

The skeletons gave a derisive and creepy laugh. The Scarletsky Sword flew past through the black human-shaped smoke and pierced into the wall of the cave. At this point, Severin knew the skeletons were much stronger than he imagined because once again, the sword failed to deal any damage to the skeleton. "As I expected, there is something very wrong with this place," he murmured to himself. After that, he summoned Darkgold Bell and had it hovered above his head. When the black human-shaped smoke had Severin in their sights, they made horrible screeching sounds and charged at Severin. The air was filled with a pungent smell similar to rotten meat. It was so disgusting that Severin nearly vomi

My body had never been cremated. The excavation workers, afraid of taking responsibility, secretly reported it to the police. That unintentional act became my greatest stroke of luck. When the forensic pathologist cut open my body, everyone gasped in shock— Sealed in cement, my corpse had been preserved, delaying decomposition. Though the skin had decayed, the muscles and bones remained intact. But almost all my blood had been drained. My body was so emaciated it was barely human, and even the bone marrow bore repeated puncture marks…

I looked to my left and then to my right and then walked closer to the store and eventually into it. “HAHAHAHAHA!!!” The skeletons on display within floor to ceiling glass cabinets all pointed towards the scattered bones around Xanthea. Xanthea giggled as the bones stacked themselves on one another, regaining its skeleton form. “Nice bowling, young lady. Skully’s knocked out bone to bone. Hahaha!” A skeleton spoke from behind the glass cabinet.

Cassian staggered backward with the blade buried to the hilt below his ribs. Blood poured down his body. Black shadow burst from the wound like smoke escaping a cracked furnace. The thing inside him shrieked. Not human. Not Cassian. The street shook. Windows shattered. People dropped to their knees covering their ears. Cassian fell into the flooded street. Convulsing. Shadow ripped from his body in ragged waves. Clawing. Screaming. Trying to stay anchored inside him. The Bone Crown ignited. Lyra ran to him and dropped into the water.

Seraphina & Declan ✦ 18+ — explicit language, graphic violence, torture ✦ The basement smells like concrete and old water and the particular kind of fear that has been marinating for several hours. I know that smell. I've been in rooms like this before — not many, and not as the one asking questions, but enough to understand the architecture of them. The single hanging bulb. The drain in the floor that doesn't try to hide what it's for. The chair bolted to the concrete, which is a practical detail that tells you something about whoever built this room and how seriously they took their work. Declan built this room. Of course he did. The man in the chair is named Caruso. Nico Caruso, forty-thr

*Faraway* A man is sitting inside a dark room, holding a glass with red wine inside. He is looking out through a large bay window, his eyes staring at things beyond the castle wall. Just then, the phone lying on the dark oak table starts vibrating and the screen keeps flashing. The man slowly turns around, revealing his face, half of which is rotten like that of a decayed corpse.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

As we stepped out of the building, turned out the night had already hit the ground, at the time Levi gently rested his sister’s body into the car, I took my seat next to her and help her with her head. “Please press her chest” Levi demanded. Her head was laid on my thighs so it was easy for me to press her chest; I do what Levi told me and not long after that, the car pulled away and two guard cars escorted us from behind, on that night, Mr. Vampire was the one who drove our car. All of Lane’s blood soaked my dress and skin, it was as much as the water in the ocean and it was scary as fuck remembering I have never been friends with blood before; I started to feel dizzy when I feel the textur

But instead of softening their hearts, it only enraged them further. "Why are you crying? It's not like Grace is dead! Get out of here! I don't want to see you!" Overcome with guilt and grief, my parents called in a forensic expert to determine where I had lived. The examination confirmed that the dilapidated room had indeed been my residence. However, the bloodstains revealed a chilling truth—I had been dead for over a year. Hearing this, my parents collapsed on the spot, overcome by the weight of the revelation.