Ice Bone Novels & Stories

"We just want to make sure you're both healthy." Rich gives them a small smile. "It won’t take long, and you can ask me any question you want while we do it." "Any question?" Hazel perks up. "What’s the biggest bone in the human body?" Rich chuckles. "The femur. It’s in your thigh." Hazel hums in thought while Rich gently takes her temperature. He glances at the screen and frowns slightly. "They’re a little warmer than normal," he murmurs. My stomach tightens. "How warm?"

The voice from the darkness was a hook in my soul, reeling us forward into the chill. We stepped through the false wall, our single flashlight beam cutting a pathetic swath through the profound black. It fell upon bones. Not neatly stacked, but piled, heaped, a jumbled sea of femurs, skulls, and rib cages that filled a cavernous space from the slimy floor to the shadowed vault of the ceiling decades above. The Ossuary. The collective remains of centuries of Blackwood pack, their final energy a silent, heavy blanket that smothered the air and muted the magic in my blood to a faint, dying whisper.

Pandora has something that I think might have been a squirrel, and I have no idea what Binx has ripped apart. Grimacing, I reach down and take two leg bones, looking away as the remaining tendons and muscles snap and break. “Sick,” I say with a shudder. “I should have worn gloves.” Trying hard to keep the lump in my throat down, I go back into the kitchen and take the bones to the sink. I have to clean them the best I can and then boil them in a potion for exactly thirteen minutes.

This made Lily want to use her greasy hands to smear Bianca's face, and the two girls rolled around chattering and laughing. Lucas proudly said, "This is the cleanest bone I've ever gnawed in my life!" As he spoke, he held up the "dog-irritating" bone to admire it. Bianca snatched the bone away and said seriously, "This is the radius bone, its structure and organizational characteristics make it the most prone to comminuted fractures, like this--" Then Bianca bit the bone and crushed it, then spat out the bone fragments from her mouth, displaying a somewhat bold and heroic demeanour.

He wound up. JR hit him like a truck. The bone-crushing check lifted Soren clean off the ice. Pain exploded through his ribs as his stick splintered against the glass. He crashed hard, helmet rattling, vision flashing white. The arena fell into a stunned hush for half a heartbeat before boos rained down. JR stood over him for a split second, breathing hard. “Stay down this time.” “Fuck you,” Soren gasped, forcing himself up on shaking arms. The whistle blew. Penalty on JR. But it didn’t matter.

Sebastian asked, holding up his chewed stick. "Because you love me." "I love you. I do not love my chewed stick." Julian laughed. "I will buy you a new one." "You better do." Sunny wagged her tail. She had no idea she was in trouble. The summer passed slowly. Julian's knee got stronger. He started skating again, slowly at first, then faster. Sebastian watched him from the bench at the rink, his heart full. "You are going to be better than before," Sebastian said.

Mom was unbuckled, scrambling over the seat to get to me. I was lying on the floor, gasping for air. My vision was swimming with purple spots. I looked at my arm. It was ruined. The "stone" look was gone. The outer layer of grey, rock-like skin had been vibrated off. What was left was... terrifying. My arm was now a skeleton of black, obsidian-like crystal. It looked like charred glass. Inside the black bones, veins of purple light flowed like liquid neon. It pulsed. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

“A rare, beautiful thing.” Jax braced his massive hand against the cold stone wall of the corridor, his stomach violently heaving as the horrifying realization finally clicked into place. The smooth, white, iridescent sheen. The way it seemed to absorb the light rather than reflect it. It wasn't shell. It was bone.

He crouched over the skeleton, hands hovering as if he wanted to touch it, but he didn’t. “The bone density appears to be consistent with a young woman in her late teens,” he murmured, half to himself, half to us. “And look at this—” He pointed at something near the ribcage I couldn’t make out from where I was standing. “The marrow crystallization pattern. I’ve never seen this outside of a laboratory sample. This is genuinely remarkable!” “Harrison,” Tyler said flatly. “Right. Yes. Sorry.” He straightened, but he was still looking at the bones with awe on his face.

she asked, leaning on her walking stick as she stood up. "We walked in, of course. Don't you feel lonely living here on your own?" Sebastian looked at the firewood the old woman was holding. However, it wasn't firewood at all. It was a pale, gleaming white bone. It was just hard to differentiate whether it had belonged to a human or an animal.