Cowboy Skeleton Novels & Stories

Tsarayu immediately attacked without hesitation. Just as he slashed what was attacking him in two parts, he noticed Terra had killed one as well with his spear. Tsarayu felt it once again behind him as he turned around and attacked the creature, pouncing at him, killing it as well. "Hmm, that is something weird, I haven't seen one like this before. It is a skeleton, It kind of looks like it belongs to a rabbit, but those two skeleton horns on its head make this creature a lot more different." Tsarayu muttered to himself as he saw what attacked him. It looked like a Spirit beast, there was no flesh nor skin, only bones. Its bones weren't normal either, they were pitch black in color.

“It’ll hold more than you can believe and we’re not short of big, burly guys to help you pack up your life and set it down again elsewhere.” Jo smiled and contemplated how Cowboy would react if he and a bunch of MC members showed up at her trailer to move her life – and discovered that it all fit in one battered suitcase. Like literally. One damn suitcase thrown in her car’s tiny backseat, and she was good to go. It occurred to her yet again how pathetic that was, then remembered that she was on her way back up. “The club has a cage too,” Scars said. “A – cage?” Jo repeated. “Like – with bars and for animals?”

It looked like this cave was habited by someone a long time ago. Serra walked forward and glanced around the cavern. She waved her burning hand to see clearly through dark spaces. She almost jumped and screamed when she saw a human skeleton at the corner of the room. It was leaning at the wall of the cave. The bones were intact and untouched; white and hollow. The cloth was still wrapped around the bones and was thick with dust. Serra swallowed and approached the bones. She crouched, facing the skeleton and studied it. It was a man Serra guessed as it have a short hair. The teeth were still complete on its mouth.

He even liked it that she lived above the saloon, since it meant a game was handy if he felt like playing. Since the Hat Creek outfit had been gathering cattle and getting ready for their drive, games were handier than they had been for a while. Several cowboys drifted into Lonesome Dove, looking for work; some of them had enough snap left at night to wander in and cut the cards. A tall cowboy named Needle Nelson showed up from north of San Antonio, and a cheerful cowboy from Brownsville named Bert Borum. At first Xavier was cheered by all the new customers, until it occurred to him that they would only be there for a week or

He ignored Jed and stood up from the ground as he walked toward where Fane was, calling out loudly to him, “What are you doing? Are you planning to find a way to resolve this array by punching the air?” As he spoke, however, he found himself stepping onto broken bones, and the sound of bones cracking caused Dwight’s heart to sink lower. He subconsciously looked down and was stunned by what he saw. “Senior Brother Jed, come over quickly!” he called out loudly. “Take a look at the clothes he has on him!” Jed immediately struggled up from the ground as he was called. He looked toward the direction Dwight pointed at and spotted a skeleton with clothes that looked much like theirs. However, the c

The skeleton stepped forward over the mass of discarded flesh and blood, paused in its footsteps, and Rose Steele stepped out of the skeleton. "Nice motor he had," Rose said, clasping her hands together, and holding them, she turned to the men who now stared at her, wide-eyed with horror. "Who are you?" one seemed bold enough to ask, but his tongue, eyes, nose, ears, and jaw fell off, leaving blood and holes of darkness on his face. Rose looked at the rest of the horrified company of men with a grin.

“Are you kidding?” Her face showed anything but a joke, a perfect mask of Ascended poise. She was mastering that part of being an Ascended beautifully. “He’s in for a long recovery. Wolf bones heal much more quickly than humans; that we know for a fact. But the healing is also propelled by proximity; when bones fracture or break, they almost seem to sense each other; wolves more so than humans, and reknitting that break or repairing a crack is easier. But Jack’s legs were so damaged, it’s like the bones splintered so badly and into so many pieces, it’s like they lost the ability to find their rightful place, like they ended up rearranging themselves because they didn’t know where else to go.

Leonardo's breath caught in his throat as he heard the rattling of bones, followed by the slow emergence of a skeleton from the stone casket. As it stood, the darkness that had swirled within the casket began to dissipate, revealing the skeletal form in all its gruesome detail. Leonardo's gaze zeroed in on the small sword lodged in the skeleton's chest, its blade gleaming with a sinister light. A smirk spread across his face. "I've found my target," he whispered to himself, his eyes burning with a fierce determination.

A little further, a white skeleton dressed in a red dark coat was detaching. Most of the clothes on the skeletons had rotten, but this particular red coat was made of nylon, so it was in better condition. I got closer and thoroughly cleaned the bones and red coat. It looked like a female skeleton. There were only four finger bones on her left hand and her little finger was missing. I positioned the skeleton in front of Vincent. The lower limbs were missing and only the damaged upper part of the body remained. Vincent's expression changed radically as he stared at the missing finger. He remained silent and his eyes turned red.

Suddenly the wind kicked up, hard and fast, tearing through the hollow like a scream. Nova jerked back. "We need to go." Atlas hesitated. "We haven’t seen what—" "We seen enough!" Wren shouted over the wind. A shape shifted behind the tree. Not human. Not animal. Just... wrong. They ran. Feet slipping in the mud, branches lashing at their arms, breath burning. They didn’t stop until the air turned light again, the shadowline behind them. Back at the Bone House, they collapsed in a heap. No one spoke for a long while.