Hell Yeah Skeleton Novels & Stories

Zeke turned behind too. Quincy who sat by the sofa shrugged meanwhile she knew that Abi walked into the Catacomb. Something they didn't explain to Abi was that, the catacomb was filled with deadly beasts which used the form of the littered bones to attack and that alone made them immortal. First, the beast were mindless and in a soul form. They only possess vessels knowing as they wouldn't do any harm unless they use a vessel. And the vessel was of the littered bones. So anyone who enters never comes out.

what will you find but skeletons within All Hearts !!

Making my heart reap with joy. "But on one condition" he added... *** The door slammed bringing bme ack from my ocean of thought. I raised my brows and found skeleton, my assistant. Skeleton is his nickname of all the names on earth he chose that! "What?! " I ask " I found his address", he says

I was cornered. While the skeleton continued to advance on me, I shut my eyes and shook my head. “This isn’t real… This isn’t real…” The sound of bones rattling toward me was replaced by the sound of those very bones being kicked to the floor. I opened my eyes to see a large figure in the dark, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, standing over the skeleton as it writhed and kicked on the floor. It swiped a bony hand at the figure and slashed it in the thigh, but the figure retaliated by picking the skeleton up by its throat -- well, where its throat would have been, if it had flesh.

“You have to wake up and find me Aaron, no one will find me but you, I beg you, you are the only one who can sense where I am, look for me in the right place, remember where I first saw your dragon, I am afraid, I feel hungry, thirsty and suffocated, there is no air, no light, only Total darkness surrounds the place and deep silence, I die a day dozens of times to come back to life after that, I don't want to come back to life Aaron, do you know what it feels like to feel your soul flowing from your body very slowly, your breath fading and your heartbeat slackening and then you feel that someone is kidnapped Your soul is part of your body, and it clings to it with all your will and determi

"For now. My hounds do not like metal. It breaks their teeth." The creature stood up. It was tall, impossibly thin. Its bones clicked like dice in a cup. "But hunger is creative, Warden. If you cannot eat the nut... you eat the soil around it." The Skeleton walked to the ventilation shaft. He sniffed the air drifting down from D.C. "The boy is safe. But his garden..." The Skeleton smiled. His teeth were needles. "The garden is soft." He reached into his rags and pulled out a handful of dust. It wasn't gray dust. It was red.

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.

' He thought as he lunged toward the skeleton, letting out a monstrous howl. Beast Yao Tai threw his stone with all his might, causing the barren skeleton soldier's skull to crack with a disgusting crack. The skeleton faltered from the force of the blow, opening up an opportunity that would be perfect for a quick-witted Goblin to take advantage of. While the skeleton was unbalanced, Yao Tie jumped into the air, using all of his weight to kick the skeleton to the ground. And as soon as the skeleton fell, It was filled with a wave of goblin punches, each one echoing the sound of broken bones throughout the room.

Third person's pov ~~ As they both swam in the river of the forgotten soul, the water lapped against their skin like a cold, unforgiving caress. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and death, and the sound of whispers seemed to echo through the darkness. Finally, they reached a point where a skeleton was waiting for them, its bony frame towering over the water like a macabre sentinel. "Finally, someone to play with," the skeleton spoke with a clatter of teeth, its voice like the rattle of dry bones. "What are you?"