Coffin Nail Template Novels & Stories

Narfi himself also put on her ears golden crow earrings, a black tiara that had 5 rubies on her head, and a replica of her favourite golden necklace around her neck. He put his sister gently in a black metal casket that had intricate foxgloves engraved all around it in a mahogany colour. Then he planted a peck on her forehead before speaking in a low tone, "Little sister, rest assured, you still look very beautiful. I helped you apply makeup too and even oiled you with your favourite perfume. I swear to bring the couple's heads to you," he closed the casket gently and reluctantly until he could no longer see her.

A hill of muddy soil soon begins to fill up parts of the ground, and a laid coffin embraces itself in front of him after a long while. "Amor, te he encontrado." (Love, I have found you.) His lips parted into a narrow smile after his eyes were engulfed by the sight of petals, freshly buried blossoms of red roses. A coffin made of wooden rusty pink with hammered nails on the lid. He begins to remove the nails, savoring the fear and the breath of a corpse trapped inside a small box. And the moment he opened the door, his nose was immediately welcomed by the unbearable suffocation of formalin chemical. He crunches his face for a moment before his eyes turn sharp in anticipation.

Elena shouted: “Because it is not a cabinet!” Roselyn inserted the brass key. A click echoed. Then another. And the entire back wall shuddered. Doctor Mirelle smiled. At last. Satisfied. “No one ever listens until architecture answers.” The wall split vertically. Cold air burst through. Behind it stood a narrow stone chamber— and inside that chamber rested a black coffin. Not wood. Metal. Sealed. Old scratches across its surface. No name. No date. Only one engraved symbol Aurelia recognized instantly from Clara’s hidden file.

How could he still say that? If I could go back, I would undo all of it. I'd never cross paths with him, never fall for him, and never marry him. Then none of this would have happened. He never would have killed me. Nathan had a coffin made to order with roses carved into the wood. He had a hole dug in the back garden and the coffin lowered in. Then he climbed inside with my body, wearing the white shirt I had bought for him. It took me a moment to understand what he intended.

He telephonically prepared the whole funeral, everything was done by the time we landed. “I don’t think I have ever seen a coffin like this. It’s kick-ass!” Colton exclaims behind us. “He liked the nickname.” I chuckle at Hunter’s response. I didn’t even know that Father knew that’s what he was called out there. The coffin is very typical of his demeanour. Black, mysterious and intimidating. He would have definitely liked this. “You did not prepare a vehicle?” Besides the car that’s pulling the trailer, I don’t see our usual bulletproof vehicles Hunter usually prepares.

The walls were etched with intricate carvings depicting battles and the phases of the moon. “He lived like a king in here,” Kai commented, and Finn shrugged. “No shit, he is immortal, so he can never die,” he replied as they looked around the room in search of the stake. Then their eyes darted around the room, settling on the coffin in the center. “That has got to be the answer,” Finn said, and they both nodded in agreement to check it out. The twins walked to the coffin, opening it up. There they saw a black stake. The tip was razor-sharp, and the shaft was engraved with symbols they had never seen before.

We got to a corner and at the far end of it, there was a dimly lit platform that was shining in faint hues of gold and silver. And on the platform, two coffins were rested on a stone side by side. Kaiden stopped and let out a small gasp as if he was trying to gather strength before speaking. “We’re here,” he finally said moments later. I moved closer and stared at the strange symbols that were carved onto the surface of the coffins. One had a crest carved into it, it was a silver wolf howling upwards toward a crescent moon while the other coffin was smooth but it glowed faintly. It looked like the stones had absorbed a lot of magic and darkness.

it was warm and pleasant. To sum it up, it was the weather that destroyed her conception of funerals... Nadia watched silently as they started lowering the coffin to the ground. The coffin was made from dark wood. One Kate would have hated. And decorated with white spider lilies. Kate hated white. She always said it wasn't a color. Although she would conveniently wear it whenever she felt like the situation would require from her to add a flare of innocence. Mainly whenever they were having dinner with her father.

I think, we are running out of time, Adam shouted. Is it the thing that dead persons use in a burial? The one in a rectangular shape? Kesiah asked with doubt. You got it right sis, It is. But what do you call to that? I keep on thinking about it but I can't say what it is, Hannah said. Gotcha! It's a COFFIN, said Terrence. COFFFFIIIIIIINNNNNN is the answer guys. It's COFFIN, he shouted. Everyone was filled with excitement knowing that if they found the answer, the door will open. But, it doesn't.

The humans were more endangered than the Diviners, the didn't waist a second to fulfill the task as they hurried with speed to the library. He opened up the old dusty book. Some pages had already been washed away, they were hardly visible to see what was written. Aidan kept searching for something non stop, he flipped through the pages non stop and finally he found what it was that he searched for. He asked for the coffin to be brought forward and asked for a piece of paper and Paige's help. He started fidgeting as he wondered the best way to approach her. "Just do what you have to." She told him. He took out a small needle, and pricked her with it, the blood started flowing out, it was a sm