Ink And Bone Novels & Stories

"The inkwell's alive. It bites." "Of course it does." The cabinet was locked with something older than iron. Bone. A femur, carved with teeth-marks, bound across the doors with silver wire. I could feel the Void fragment behind it. Not heat. Not cold. The particular absence of both, like a tooth missing from the world's jaw. "Help me with this." I gripped the bone. "Pull on three." "Mimi-" "One." "This is a bad idea." "Two." "We're going to die."

Black veins spread beneath the skin of his neck like spilled ink. His eyes lifted toward Lyra— And one of them had turned completely silver.

He then motioned us to come closer. “Hello.” I waved at him and grinned while we walked towards him. On the huge wooden table, there were stacks of obsidians, and a heap of black-coloured bones of different parts. They looked a bit different from a human’s bones, albeit the structure looks almost the same.

"My body started moving on its own until I ended up in a bathroom. There were cups filled with liquid silver, syringes of wolfsbane, and a dragon's bone blade laid out like it was an everyday occurrence." "I was screaming at myself to stop but I couldn't do anything. I was pushed so far back into the depths of my mind. They made me drink the silver, inject myself with wolfsbane, and slice my arm with the blade," I paused to look at it. "Dragon's bone is the only thing we hounds are really poisoned with. It's harder for us to heal from the cut than anything. It caused my hound abilities to be weakened to the point the silver and wolfsbane started to kill me quickly."

Jimmy glared angrily at Liam, reprimanding loudly, "Intricate location of the poison? You're just pretending as if you know exactly where the poison is..." However, before Jimmy could finish, Liam interrupted him calmly, "The bones." Liam pointed to the slender bones of Mister Hill, saying calmly, "The poison is in the bones." "What?" Jimmy was momentarily stunned, and then his expression darkened. "You're bluffing! I've seen all the test results of Mister Hill, including the data from bone puncture. I've seen them all, and there's no poison, as you said!" However, Liam continued, "Six inches down from the third joint of the shinbone."

A door slammed somewhere near the entrance. I flinched.More footsteps followed.Not one person.Several.I looked toward the warehouse floor and felt the blood drain from my face.Figures were appearing from the shadows.One.Two.Three.Then more.They spread across the concrete floor, slowly surrounding the area where I stood.Leather vests.Heavy boots.Dark clothes.And on every vest was the same patch.A skull surrounded by crossed blades.IRON SKULLS.My stomach twisted.I'd heard the name before.Whispers.Rumors.Things people mentioned quietly before changing the subject.

"Yes. Only a few know what it actually looks like. I only got to know about it that night in Vilbrigde town. It's an ink and a jade flash containing how to use it. The jade flash needs an expert to unlock it." "And the ink?" "Your grandfather tattooed it on you the moment you were born" "Tattoo? I don't have..." "it hides itself, it's on your right shoulder. It's the reason why you can't get poisoned no matter how much we kissed...." "but I feel drunk whenever we kiss." "It's the Marrow's reaction" "it is.." Audrey realised that the information was clicking. "since the marrow is on me. Let's detoxify you then"

His charming, middle-aged daughter Mae-Lynne—who had been standing beside him—smiled wryly and said to Severin, "We appreciate your kindness, Mister Severin, but this limp is incredibly difficult to treat. He ventured into a dangerous place to hunt for treasure when he was young and ended up getting poisoned. The poison destroyed the nerves in his right knee, and because it's been so long, even the bone tissue there is now a little necrotic. Many who claim to be miracle doctors could only shake their heads when they saw his situation." After Severin finished listening to the explanation, he smiled and said, "I see. I believe I can try using some silver needles to stimulate the nerve endings.

Gorgeous and sexy and all man. “Haven't you forgotten something?” Miss Rowland asked Genie as she swung the tan leather suitcase off the bed. “Have I? What?” “This,” the old lady said, and produced from her lap a small bottle of perfume. It was made of black and white cut glass, with a black cap. “Oh, Miss Rowland!” Genie exclaimed, tears pricking her eyes as the old lady pressed it into her hand.

“Anyway, you are lucky to have two of them and one of them is on your side, albeit in a strange way! You are not alone with the beast, there is a buffer, and if this buffer promises not to give you to Harry to be torn to pieces, this is another chance in your piggy bank! The smart guy joined in. - You need a weapon. Anything against Harry. Think! Seek!" Kit began to feel her pockets, her clothes—nothing... She lifted the bed, the mattress, rummaged under it, under the carpet—nothing... She only has earrings, piercings... It can't serve as a weapon. She was completely desperate when a sudden guess pierced her brain - “bones”! The "bones" of her bra are thin curved metal strips! Metal, not pla