Gogo's Crazy Bones Series 1 Novels & Stories

blonde wood, with an emerald green canopy draped over it. The room screamed royalty. All of the furniture matched the blonde colored wood of the bed. There was a huge armoir on one wall, a vanity with a large ornate mirror behind it, once beautiful rugs adorning the stone floor, and a beautiful chandelier made of what I could only assume was crystal in the center of the ceiling. I walked over to my mother's vanity, and ran my finger over a thick layer of dust. I gasped as the room seemed to spring back to life. "Princess, the castle recognizes your blood signature. It's coming back to life." Gideon told me. I stared at him with wide eyes as the room returned to it's pre-dilapitated state. "

In the third, Darren was in a Hollywood studio with racks of couture gowns behind him, sunglasses pushed up on his head, a fitted black T-shirt, and the expression of a man who had just argued with an actress over whether nude beige could be considered a spiritual concept. “I FOUND A BONE,” Sofia shouted, she had called first. Obviously. She had never once opened a conversation like a civilian. “Sofia, don’t start a phone call with a sentence that makes me consider contacting the FBI.” I sighed. “It’s not human. Probably.” Kehlani closed her eyes. “I’m a dentist, and even I don’t start my mornings with probably not human.” “Show us the bone.” Darren immediately leaned closer to the camera.

Sasha POV The cold that runs through out my body is one I've never felt before in all the years I've lived in the always chaotic city of Portland Oregon. I open my eyes being met with a darkness I've also never known and it chills my already chilled bones. I try to move my hands only to fail feeling them bound in front of me with frayed rope that’s cut into my skin making it sting, my voice rises from deep with in my chest as I scream out for help.

The place is small and crowded and I don't think the comfort room will boost my appetite either. While looking at my reflection, I raised my eyebrow "The hell with you Black!" I said to myself before going back to James "Eat!" He said before eating with his bare hands "That's gross!" I said but he smiled at me. "No, it's not. Try it" He took the chicken on my plate and removed it from the stick then returned it. "Gosh! I can't believe I'm doing this!" I said with disbelief. "You're just going to eat Black! It won't kill you." I just rolled my eyes at what he said and started eating.

The moment I drew close, my legs went weak, and heat seared through my organs. In the next instant, I collapsed to the ground. Nina struggled violently inside me, but not even the faintest shadow of her form could break through. Just then, footsteps sounded behind me. Cyrus and Sophia walked side by side, their laughter grating on my nerves. "The pups didn't know any better and put it in the wrong place." Cyrus' tone was indifferent, as if he were talking about the weather. He didn't even spare me a single glance. "Just bear with it. They'll clear it tomorrow," he added.

The scout struggled for breath. "Nobody knows." Not a reassuring answer. "The ground is moving." Nobody liked that either. Lucien pinched the bridge of his nose. "Wonderful. Ancient monsters, magical crowns, and now moving mountains." "You're coping poorly," Cassian observed. "I'm coping exactly as expected." The argument ended abruptly. The Bone Crown suddenly burned. Not warmth. Not discomfort. Pain. White-hot pain. Lyra cried out. Her knees hit the snow. A scream tore through her skull.

he said. Caroline dropped into a racing crouch. "After three. One, two, three, go!"

I freeze at the sound of Bones’ voice, and turning, I see him walking towards me. “Bones. Any problem?” “Bodgan and his search team want to see you.” He announces. My ears perk up. It has to be about Princess. Alert, I nod. “Let them in,” I instruct, and quickly, Bones passes the instruction through his intercom. The front door creaks open and bootsteps pound over the floor as Bodgan emerges with six of the clan men. His red hair shimmers under the sun rays coming in through the floor-length windows that span the whole parlor.