Cowboy Skeleton Novels & Stories

Nothing about the stories I'd been told about this creature could have prepared me for right now. It was tall in such an Eerie manner. It had a skeletal frame that was strung together with limbs that bent like branches wrapped together with deer hooves at the ends. Its skin hung loose in some places, and fused to bone in others, a sickly grey stretched over its misshapen form. On its shoulder was a bare skull, with deep sunken eyes sockets that glowed with two low, smoldering yellow beads—not with life, but with hunger. Beneath its cracked chest, its rib cage shifted rhythmically, like something trapped inside was clawing to get out.

” Kaifeng Lei just watched me from the side as he whistled and more men came to help with the dig. Then my breath hitched. It really was bones. And not any bones. The skull alone was nearly the size of a wagon wheel. And the femur, the thigh bone was as long as a full-grown man. Laid out, the skeleton stretched the length of at least four, maybe five men, lined up head to toe. “My God,” I whispered. “Raffaele—sample kits. Now.” He was already moving. I knelt and scraped delicately at a spot near the ribcage. There seemed to be something soft and unmistakably organic left.

They pierced the ground with force, left deep holes and turned into crumbs. The bone monster abruptly sat down, its paws seemed to give way, unable to withstand the collapsing body. The skeleton, raising a cloud of ash, fell on its side, twitched, the vertebrae of the neck began to turn the skull in a circle, it became clear that a furious light continued to burn in the eye sockets.

Finally, after an unknown period of time, Zephyr Khan appeared in a messier place of bones than before. In this place, the bones were even more messy and horrible, and the degree of breaking was also multiplied. However, Zephyr Khan could feel that the Dragonesque Elephant bones here were obviously much stronger than the ones he had experienced. Especially before this. Although the Dragonesque Elephant skeleton was badly damaged, one could still see it clearly. There was only one of the two huge Dragonesque Elephant's fangs on it, and the other one was very incomplete, only about one-tenth of it. Even so, it still gave off a sharp aura.

I murmured, turning the thick page to reveal a two-page spread of a terrifying canine skeleton. "The bones in these drawings are elongated to support an unnatural muscle mass, and the fangs are way too large for a regular timber wolf," I pointed out the impossible biology. I leaned closer to read the handwritten notes scribbled in the margins, and the dark words made my stomach twist into a cold knot. "You are starting to scare the shit out of me," Connor admitted quietly. "The notes detail specific bone densities and healing rates, and the text describes the creatures shifting their actual skeletal structure under extreme distress," I read aloud.

A loud noise sounded. Austin's expression shifted. A pained look appeared on his face, and he grunted as he staggered backward. "Sir." Right behind him, Aldus and Wolf supported Austin at the same time. Wolf's face was pale, and he looked at Austin in slight disbelief. According to the human skeletal structure, the kneecap was extremely hard, so if it collided with the leg bone, the leg bone would suffer even greater injuries. How could Austin not know about such a simple fact?

Every so often, the sharp crack of his bullwhip would resound through the air, a stern reminder for the cattle to stay in formation. Alexandra watched him, admiration swelling within her. His cowboy gear fit him perfectly, enhancing his ruggedly handsome features. His hat sat comfortably on his head, casting a shadow over his intense eyes. His work boots were worn and weathered, much like the man himself, bearing the marks of countless days under the sun. She admired him not just for his good looks, but for his dedication and work ethic. He handled the cattle with a calm assurance, his every move revealing years of experience. He was a man in his element, a cowboy through and through.

Everyone stills, yearned to see their killer with their own eyes. And see the Irony. It was the sight of the most beautiful wolf they had ever seen. His bones starts shifting. The bloody torn clothes he wore, getting ripped off. To take form into a shining black wolf, triple a normal wolves size. Eyes silver, fur black and claws even darker. " Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" He roars again. His eyes only fixed at Elora. And next anyone knows. He enters into a sprint and within seconds at a lightning speed.

He had not expected the rumours to be true, after all, he had not seen any sign of anything abnormal here, until now. The skeleton at first did not seem to notice the man, which was no surprise as it lacked any eyes to speak of. Only hollow dents showed any sign of where two eyes had once been. The creature continued on through the room before it paused in its steps. Slowly its head cocked to the side as if it seemed confused by something or other. The man's eyes widened as he took a step back from the bony creature. It seemed to be looking right AT him! Impossible, but there was no denying the snarl now emitting from it. The thought that perhaps the skeleton could see him, sent shivers down

he replied as they moved forward, Jason waved his blades to clear the mist, they got closer to the metal, carefully they treaded along, he couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, as they almost got to it, he felt something crunch under his foot, Jason looked down as they jumped back in fear, it was an arm, a dried, bony, decayed arm, that's when he knew what the metal was, it was a sword, rusted and covered in earth, he carefully stretched his sword at the metal and cleared the mist there, sorrena gasped, A full skeleton lay on the floor, all signs of flesh were gone, it wore an helmet with a kind of sigil, a rising sun, "The dawn riders" sorrena murmured,