Edgy Skeleton Novels & Stories

Therefore, he was not Jack's match at all. Darryl was about to rush forward to stop Dax, but the other man was too fast. In no time at all, Dax had reached the huge skeleton. Buzz! "A bunch of evil b*stards! Just go to hell!" Dax screamed as he swung the Sky Breaking Axe and slashed the skeleton. Clang! There was a loud and crisp sound, and there was a slash mark on the huge skeleton where the axe had hit it. The skeleton wobbled. It might have looked a little miserable, but it did not sustain much damage.

I'd wait until he went to work tomorrow to go downstairs and find out what was going on. … After returning to bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Something fishy was going on in the basement, and it must be something big. Could Zane be hiding a shameful secret? I turned to look at him. It seemed like he wasn't able to fall asleep either. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, looking like there was something on his mind. The moonlight illuminated his defined side profile, making him look incredibly handsome. His muscular body made him look even more alluring.

With his voice lowered, he said, "If you have something to say, say it directly. Beating around the bush isn't your style." Daniel replied, "What I mean is, Kristen is already dead. So, whose bone marrow are you planning to use to save your sweetheart this time?"

Skeleton Saint became an SS-Rank. The Skeleton Ninja and the Skeleton Rogue were the most interesting ones as well, they were two skeletons that specialized in fast attacks and agility, something often not seen in such Undead creatures. The Skeleton Ninja evolved into a Skeleton Shadow Ninja, and then into a Skeleton Shadow Moon Ninja… gaining shadow-like abilities. The Skeleton Rogue evolved into a Skeleton Assassin, and then into a Crimson Skeleton Assassin, gaining several crimson-red robes and a powerful dagger coated in crimson-red metallic materials, it was interesting. Both of them ended at SS-Rank.

I didn't even notice mr skeleton in the room, I stood up from my sit as I walked to the skeleton, "Hello Mr skeleton," I said as I took it hand to shake, "it's nice to meet you, would you let me touch your rips?" Just as I was about to touch the skeleton's bony rips, the door opened, I didn't need to turn to know it was the doctor who just entered, all I wanted was for the ground to open and swallow me, that would be a hundred times better than the embarrassing situation of turning to see the doctor, but I knew that wasn't possible, I wondered how I looked like shaking a skeleton.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad. Once I take Grace's place in this family, I'll seize everything they have, and make sure they suffer. Then we'll live happily ever after. Just wait for me." The room fell silent after the video ended. But a few minutes later, the silence was broken by the deafening sound of my father's cries.

I asked them, staring them dead in the face. “Do you know who you’re even talking to?” An unknown voice came from the distance. It made me jump. “Dannika, how nice of you to join us.” Talia said, sarcastically. I turned my head, and saw a woman walking towards us. Dannika was tall, golden skinned, with green eyes and reddish brown hair. She was wearing a pair of black tights, and an olive green dressy tunic shirt. She had brown boots and brown leather fingerless gloves. “Declan, where’s my warm welcome, darling?” She turned to Declan, eyes wide and bright. “What do you want, Dannika?” Declan spat, inching closer to me. I rolled my eyes and stood up. “Why the hostility, my love?” She asked, p

Declan stands motionless by the floor-to-ceiling window, the neon glow of the city bleeding across the hardwood like liquid gold, painting his silhouette in flickering light. His shirt hangs loose, the fabric clinging to the damp heat of his skin, sleeves pushed up to reveal the corded muscle of his forearms. The faintest sheen of sweat glistens along his collarbone, catching the light as his chest rises and falls with controlled restraint. His jaw is set, a muscle ticking beneath the stubble, his shoulders taut with something raw and unspoken. I can see the pulse hammering at the base of his throat, the way his fingers flex at his sides, as if fighting the urge to reach for me.

The creature crawled into the light. It was a nightmare of corrupted geometry. It looked like a wolf that had been put through a meat grinder and reassembled by a glitching AI. It had no skin, only a skeletal framework wrapped in a pulsating, oil-slick layer of Shadow Matter. Its forelimbs were two massive, sickle-shaped bone blades that struck the stone floor with the precision of a clockwork mechanism.