Evil Shadow Skull Novels & Stories

A smirk flickered across his hidden face. That hint of human emotion broke his hold on me and I reeled backwards, screaming. “What the hell do you want! What are you?” I cried, hands curling into fists. He laughed, closing the distance between us. His eyes were a mockery of a human's, pinprick pupils amidst pools of crimson. With painstaking slowness he lifted his hands, drawing his hood of shadows back. My face drained. “Sweet Jesus,” I whispered. A bleached white skull grinned back at me.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the onslaught to come. His presence soared once more, and the air around him whipped into a frenzy, quickly forming another swirling vortex. Simultaneously, evil energy rushed from the prone men on the ground into the swirling mass. In an instant, the space was shrouded in a terrifying presence, turning it into a vision of hell. Davis's eyes glowed crimson, his skin darkened to a deep purple, and his hands turned pitch black, giving him an eerie and menacing look. Before long, a ghostly skull shape coalesced above Davis, accompanied by a cold, howling wind.

I already burned several lights out and Eva jumped when one blew as she passed it. A small pile of tattered rags lay against the wall in a small niche. “Don’t touch that. It’s been there a long time. We can look at it later.” Haden told the others. He didn’t want to mention the tiny, yellowed skull in the shadows of the niche. If this was a normal resort, he’d have thought it a dog’s skull. But the history of the building said otherwise. That was a child’s skull of a wolf shifter.

The glow around her wrists intensified, spreading up her arms in arcs of brilliant light. From the shadows, multiple figures began to emerge, their forms grotesque and shifting, flickering between humanoid and something far more sinister. Their eyes burned with hunger, reflecting the dying light of the twilight sky. One figure, larger than the rest, stepped forward, its aura almost tangible, pressing against the edges of Eva’s consciousness.

he inhaled too much wolfsbane in her system, seem like she was overdosed on it which was a death wish for any wolf. Shailyn grabbed Skylar's left hand, biting hard on her index finger and forming a deep cut. Shailyn uttered words under her breath, her eyes glowed and drops of black blood dripped from her finger to the floor. Shailyn and Ivan stared hopefully and more than two awful minutes passed but, Skylar's eyes bolted opened and displayed a gleaming set of purple orbs. "Karam" To be continued...!

]: [Crude Crystal Hand-axe] +1 attack. +1 dexterity. [Skeletor has learned Crafting lv 1!] "Phew, it was tiring to deal with you, Skelly, really tiring…" he sighed and rubbed his face a couple of times. "I'm going to call Kevin. You continue doing hand-axes, ok?" The skeleton nodded, and David smiled at him, it was a pain in the ass, but the undead was growing on him. A couple of seconds later, a screen appeared in front of him. The image of a husky with purple eyes in the middle of a city was visible in it.

One could faintly hear the whistling of devils. The fully black halberd was about ten feet long. Layers of dark Qi shrouded its body and a ghastly human skull was fixed on its tail. Everyone outside cried out in alarm. "Don't tell me that's the number one demonic weapon from the Archaeon Eon, the Spirit-annihilation Halberd."

“Ah! A ghost!” “Help!” Everyone started screaming on the top of their lungs—no average man would be able to stand such a horrifying scene. The skull formed by black smoke controlled by Master Vaudou. With a loud shout, the skull bit onto Azure’s arm. Although Azure was able to take a few hits with his beast-like body, he was no match against the bite of this evil spirit. Azure started screaming in pain and felt his soul trembling within his body. The evil spirit drained both a human’s blood and soul. This caused Azure immense pain.

Evans—" A piercing, strange wail sliced through the darkness. Evans tensed. I had already dismounted and was looking over the shadowed tree line with my sword drawn. "We're not by ourselves," I whispered. After a moment, the shadows moved. It wasn't a wolf. Not totally. With incandescent runes cut into its flesh, it slithered between the trees, a towering figure of shifting limbs and dark mist. My blood became icy. Evans hardly raised her voice above a whisper. "A Stalker of Shade."

Aziz’s POV The moment the scream ripped through the villa, I was already moving. Pelin’s voice cracked the night open, sharp enough to slice through sleep, through walls, through me. I tore through the obsidian veil, stepping out of the shadows like a bolt of lightning. The world blurred until I burst into the girls’ room. And I saw it. The thing. A shape not born of human womb, not made of flesh and bone as it should be. Its body was pure shadow, long arms bent at grotesque angles as it leaned over Manolya’s sleeping body.