Hell Yeah Skeleton Novels & Stories

Nezha immediately detected an issue. Alicia's aura had vanished like smoke! He blinked open his eyes and exclaimed, "Who is it?!" His voice rang out throughout the tunnel. Crack! A white skeleton fell on top of the bed, making a crackling sound. Nezha was surrounded by an ominous feeling as he saw a skeleton with the bones in the neck cracked. Alicia!

Danielle was frozen inside her own body. “Well... I’ll put an end to your misery,” he said softly, in an even colder tone warning her not to move. “Stay there, I still haven’t given you permission to get up! She is your ‘dearest friend’, your rival, Isabelle Baldwin-Grayson, the wife of your ex!”

Sulfur burned her nose. "I'm sure you realized the situation that you're in now, Rayleigh." He smirked devilishly at her, his fangs sharpened slightly. Her eyes flickered as the light of the sconce reflected on his teeth. She turned her gaze away from him, which only seemed to please him instead. "But you're Rayleigh. Top Exorcist in the game." He sat back and looked at the shackles. "I'm not a fan of restraining others unless it's for fun, but I know the moment I let you go, you'll put up a fight. Decisions. Decisions."

Its teeth were so strong and strong that they cut off the skeleton's neck as the squirrel cat sank it into them. I heaved a skeleton by its neck and then slammed it against the tunnel wall. I hurled my sword again, but this time I controlled it with my mind to start cutting down any skeleton that crossed its path. I stepped up and, feeling an inhuman strength coursing through my veins, the soul nectar burned in my chest, demanding more blood, more soul, and a desire to kill. I heard myself snarling as I picked up two skeletons, hoisting each several feet off the ground with a single hand.

(Silver Skeleton) "Well, this is my first time seeing a silver skeleton…and a talking one at that…" "Dear lord!…BEGONE!!…it's a cursed soul!!…everyone steps back! or you will be infected by its curse!!…". (Bar) Sharing his thought to all, Bar took a few steps back as he throws bread crumbs at the skeleton. The others also follow him and jump further back. "SIR!..stand back!!..let me shoot this abomination!!..". (Mina) "NOOOOO!!!…DON'T KILL MEE!!!…AAAAHHHHHH!!!….". (Silver Skeleton)

Beneath the moonlight, the room wasn't as illuminated as it was during the day, but I could still see clearly. When I turned my head, I saw that Zane wasn't here! He must have gone to the basement to "work out". This time, I wanted to see with my own eyes what kind of "workout" he was doing. When I sat up, I heard a rattling noise as my left hand was pulled down. I tugged harder, only to find a silver handcuff around my wrist! The handcuff was connected to a chain that was firmly tied to the leg of the bed frame!

By the time I looked closely, I saw a throne and a skeleton dressed in an elegant robe was seated on it. "What the--" It's eyes suddenly glowed green and it's gaze was solely on me. I almost threw the lamp and ran back but I couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I looked down to my legs and I found out rocks had already been molded to them. I stared at those eyes again, they reminded me of Levi. My breaths hung in my throat and my heart pounded like crazy. Something about this skeleton spelt doom! "Aaron Harrington." The Skeleton muttered, my eyes exclaiming in horror. "I've been waiting for you."

It was as if I was watching an horror movie, the only difference being that I had a ticket to see it happen live. He burnt till he was nothing but skeleton. She poured another quantity of the brown stiff in the same glass and swirled it around in her hand, then she mouth it her mouth, in a flash she sprayed all of it on him on the ground. The skeleton seem to make a sound and then it buckled as if finally sent to Hades.

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

It was what I had written during one of the rare moments when I was conscious, before everything went dark. [I still couldn't buy a new outfit. I wanted 100 bucks to buy a nice set of clothes, so I could say goodbye to the world properly. Now, it's clear that's impossible. I used to hate Mom and Dad. I hated them for never caring for me. But now, as I'm dying, all I can think about are the memories from when I was little—when they took me to fly a kite. I was so happy then. If only I could go back to that time, living carefree."