Drybones Comic Novels & Stories

A burst of inhuman laughter erupted from his mouth the next second. After annihilating those men and severely wounding the old man and muscular man, the God’s Skeleton flew back to Tyr as if it had become his patron saint. However, if one looked at the two from a different perspective, it appeared that the God's Skeleton was controlling Tyr’s body. “Tyr!” Dillon screamed. Tyr turned his head around and waved his hand just as Dillon was about to approach him. Dillon was blasted away by a burst of golden light that erupted from the God’s Skeleton’s palm.

"Don't tell my parents I let you catch me. Tell them I fought you. Also, tell them I was wearing shoes. It'll break my mum if she knew I died barefoot." He chuckled and a little drop of humour flashed in his dark orbs. "Duly noted." And the world went black forever. Adrianne's POV I was about to continue walking when someone's hand closed over my arm. Thankfully, I had fast reflexes and I yanked my hand away and was about to bolt when the person spoke in a very soft voice. "Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you." uh-huh I silently said sarcastically. I paused and even though it killed me, I stared at the stranger's face. He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black

But there's more. Something I'll figure out once his brains are on the floor. When I pull up to the Iron Serpents' clubhouse on one of Gray's spare bikes, the bass is already shaking the windows. Lights flash under the overhang, neon bleeding into the gravel like blood pooling after a kill. Bones is throwing one of his parties. The kind where everyone's too high, drunk, or balls-deep in a whore to give a shit about anything but their next fix. Perfect. I stride up to the steps, no hesitation.

“Listen to me, the guy’s not even my favorite person in the world but you have to understand what you are doing is wrong. They had a race. There was an accident. Shit happens.” Mandy’s eyes darkened. “Shit happens? The love of my life died and it’s just shit happens?” her voice deepened with rage as she stalked toward me. I stood my ground. She doesn’t scare her. Her little legion of thugs don’t scare me. In fact, it seemed like she was playing a joke. “Bones was a lot of things but he did not deserve that shameful death. Someone has to pay for his death.” I stifled my laughter. “Your boyfriend was no saint. If he hadn’t been stealing Max’s money, none of this would’ve happened. Maddy almost

The wind whipped around us, lashing against me as mother nature grew angry with my actions. I ignore it. Crouching down I watch closely as my blood drips into the mouth of the first barely there skeleton. He's been dead so long that half of his bones had turned to dust over the centuries of confinement under the ground. I moved along the long line of dead, giving them each a mouthful of my blood. The fact that I've lost so much blood didn't bother me, being what I am means that I produce blood faster than any other being. "Is that everyone?" I ask Dominik, he stands to the side with my brothers. Each dressed in clothing from another time, another world.

“We’re doomed. I thought I was quite powerful, but the world was simply playing a joke on me! Everyone yelled in a panic when they realized this serious problem. However, it was too late. Not everyone could deal with the enhanced skeletons. They simply ran around trying to dodge the skeletons’ attacks. Reality proved that it was useless. The skeletons were much faster than them. Some people were hit by the skeletons and fell to the ground, howling in pain. Other arrogant people wanted to challenge the skeletons and had one of their arms chopped off. Philip felt helpless to see their misery. It was not that easy to wipe out so many skeletons. More importantly, they could not find a way to sol

Thomas frowned. Why would a kid come into the picture? “Tell me more clearly.” Ballard patted his thigh. “Gah! I also can’t explain it. I will just call him in and let him tell you.” “Okay.” A while later, Ballard led a skinny man into the room. He was also a bald man. He was skinny, but his body was muscular. Ballard said, “Boss Tom, this is my buddy, Bones.” Thomas smiled. His name fitted his image quite well. He really looked like a skinny wolf.

It was what I had written during one of the rare moments when I was conscious, before everything went dark. [I still couldn't buy a new outfit. I wanted 100 bucks to buy a nice set of clothes, so I could say goodbye to the world properly. Now, it's clear that's impossible. I used to hate Mom and Dad. I hated them for never caring for me. But now, as I'm dying, all I can think about are the memories from when I was little—when they took me to fly a kite. I was so happy then. If only I could go back to that time, living carefree."

The feeling of loneliness has returned in full force and not matter what I do, not matter who I surround myself with, I can't shake the feeling that I no longer belong here. My eyes land on the small set of frames scattered around the far wall. Thomas Stone and the rest of the original members, including Shane's father, stare at what they created. Judging by how Austin, Max, and Shane turned out, I would say they did a damn good job. I spot Bone walking in as he slumps down hard in his seat, causing others to look over to him and shake their head. Bone has always been a booze head, but these last few years has been even harder for him. I don't respect a man that could easily hurt their daugh

I bark. Xane looks at Alex and Alex looks at Xane. Alex walks behind me whilst Xane walks in front of me. “Yes Saunders, joke is over.” Xane laughs. Alex grabs both my arms behind my back and ties them with rope. “Funny.” I say sarcastically. “Are you not scared?” Alex asks. “Why should I be? I’ve had worse from Donnie than from you two.” I laugh. Xane then knee me in the stomach. I fell to the floor. The pain is excruciating.