Graveyard Stories Novels & Stories

"It thrives on the 'Broken'! It thinks we're just more scrap!" Leo realized that in the Graveyard of Ideas, the only thing that mattered was Certainty of Purpose. "Meilin, give me the Void-Resonance!" Leo commanded. He didn't use the blade to strike. He used it as an antenna. He projected the one thing the Graveyard lacked: A Finished Story. He broadcasted the 110 chapters of their survival—the pain of the Blackout, the heat of the A****n, the cold of the Moon, and the triumph of the Triple-World Merge. He showed the Scavenger that they weren't a "Draft." They were a Result.

Cassidy was the one who got lucky. The grave realm wasn’t as bad as she was expecting. Not to mention she does live in a cemetery surrounded by dead people every day. This is exactly what the grave realm was all about. It was just one never ending cemetery surrounded by lights and festivities and only a few buildings. As soon as Cassidy stepped foot in the grave realm, she felt like she had come home. Everywhere she looked there was tombstone after tombstone and it brought a tear to her eye. She saw ghosts looking at her before trying to go invisible but she told them it wouldn’t work on her.

True. "As if life hadn't given me my own unfair share of hardship, just when I managed to graduate high school, my brother fell ill. He just collapsed all off a sudden and...got admitted. The doctors said it was cancer. At that time, I only lived for my brother. I felt like my whole world was falling apart. I had to continue working. Not like I ever stopped anyways, but harder. I found more jobs and worked literally all the time. The only times I got to rest were whenever I visited my brother at the hospital and he insisted I held his hand and slept next to him," June narrated, tears carelessly rolling down her cheeks. "For Christ sake, I even sold my body. I really didn't care what else I'd

Emmet trailed off, not sure what to say to Jasper's summation of one of the primary symbols of poverty for the generation of his grandparents and parents. He had never existed during a time when graveyard burials were the norm. Humans were mostly made of water. They had existed encased in water before they were born, and to the water they would return again after they died. It felt poetic and poignant when he first heard the line, but as he grew up, it felt ugly and he felt that he needed to distance himself from it and others from it. Stories to justify the supposedly correct way to have a burial must exist everywhere. "How did Gryaz bury their dead?" Emmet inquired, repositioning his body

The old man was too weak to travel. “Go,” they recited together and threw their cards. When the heroes looked back, the beggar had melted into the earth. Iron railings, rusted and twisted from time’s decay, surrounded the graveyard. A perpetually squeaking fence greeted them with ear piercing shrieks. The old tombs were crumbling and decayed, becoming little more than havens for giant spiders and other violent aberrations of nature. “Kill.” “Kill.” “Kill,” was repeated over and over.

Primus of Drexillia" and made Cranx the new Grand general of Drexillia He had made Sphinxes superior to all other beings, a 300 year Sphinx is more superior to a 400 year old Vampire, anyone who didn't abide by that was slayed before the eyes of Drexillians, Drex had also planned on invading Hidden kingdom (another kingdom were beings like Griffins, Grendels, Goblins etc lived under the lordship of Stoker (1500 years Minotaur), the Qunin of Hidden city, but all his efforts were in vain,he was a lot more stronger, but despite the fact that Sphinxes and stronger, Stoker always defeated Drex on each attack he made on invading Hidden city, as a result of their ages

I tried to destroy the rock by pushing it many times it takes hours but the rock is slowly pushing away and in a final push *crack* "HHUUPPP!!!" *BAG* I slowly crawl out and witness where am i there is a lot of gravestones that are carved or inserted at the wall *WAAAAA* *HEEEELLLP!!!** **RRROOAAARRRRR* **GRRRROOU* and a horrifying scene takes place right before my eyes there's this man feasting the body of the person lying on the ground

Belvina nodded in return. "That's why I need your help. I need you to help me to come up with some excuse or valid reason that I could tell Mom so I can go to Japan..." Cherish is looking and feeling desperate now. Their conversation stops in a halt when one of their co-worker, Gracie suddenly approaches them while carrying a medium-sized drop box. "Everyone, don't forget to put your name, address and contact details on your raffle tickets and put them at the drop box, okay?" Gracie reminded all of them.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

He stopped and looked at his palms it was a deep shade of red, he furrowed his brows as he realised he can't feel anything. Taking a shaky breath, he took out the orchids and placed it over the top of the cemetery, with the same frailness and tenderness as someone would show while dealing with their most loved possession, most precious possession, his hands trembling badly, with exhaustion, with the emotions he was feeling, he didn't know.