Inoske Novels & Stories

“Your face just went white, Soren. Don’t tell me it’s nothing.” Soren swallowed, forcing his expression neutral as the red light ahead glared at them like an accusation. “Just one of the guys from the team. Nothing important. Logistics for tomorrow’s optional skate.” The lie slid out easier than it should have, but it still tasted bitter. He reached over and rested a hand on JR’s thigh, careful of the braced hip. “Really. Let’s just get home. I’m wiped.” JR didn’t look convinced. He glanced sideways, those intense blue eyes scanning Soren’s face the way he read opposing defensemen while hunting for weaknesses. “You’ve been jumpy since we left the arena. If it’s Voss again…”

She lifted the bar from the doors. Lucien moved instantly. Cassian too. But she was already pulling the doors open. Snow blew inward in a violent sheet. Moonlight spilled across the shrine threshold. And beyond— Twenty figures stood in the drift. White bone armor. Fur-lined black cloaks. Faces hidden behind carved masks shaped like skulls. Blue torches burned in their hands. No horses. No banners. Silent as graves. At their center stood a woman in antlered bone armor. Tall.

"Come on." ​When we entered the main lobby, Bianca and Chris were already waiting near the skate rental desk. Chris looked like a walking mood board—wearing a neon-cobalt silk bowling shirt left open over a ribbed tank, geometric retro sunglasses perched on his nose, and a pair of customized white skates with glowing marigold wheels already on his feet.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I ask, but none of them answer me. Why is this cell so nice? Why is it decorated elegantly and for comfort? Why is there a baby bassinet next to the bed? Who was kept here? “FINN! LOOK!” Kane’s shocked voice draws me out of my thoughts, and I watch as he walks across the room to a table, plucking something off the top. “It’s hers, isn’t it?” Finn asks and Kane nods, holding up the jeweled hair clip. “It’s whose?” I ask as Kane turns around, showing it to Loki too.

Celine nods, with a determined look on her face now, “I’ll try.” The next item was handed over, no more words were spoken, and a few moments later Celine smiled, “A skull, small but I’m not sure what it’s the skull of.” Chick huffs and swaps the item. “Rose quartz cluster, about five inches tall.” Another huff, Greyson chuckles softly, but stops when Chick glares at him, he holds up his hands, “I can’t feel her at all, not that I’m looking for her, but that was the point though, right?” Celine grins,

I got changed as instructed. He's picked out a pair of black yoga pants and a matching pair of black sports bra. He'd even picked a pair of white pair of Nike sneakers out, as well as matching socks. I laughed to myself when I found my arm bands there, too. Noah had insisted that they're useless, but I brought them anyway.

If they were in the Sky Demon Kingdom, their ancestors would have skinned them alive. As the person in question, Chase was completely dumbfounded when he heard that this vertebra was considered an Innate Supreme Bone. He had merely entered the Dark Inner Demon's illusion one time. How did he end up with this Innate Supreme Bone? "What about an Innate Path Physique, then? What's that?" Chase asked in confusion. That could not be real too, could it?

“Exactly. Except I won’t have any leg or arm braces. It’ll still be me. My own limbs, the bones inside my skin etc.” Kate scrunches her brow. It didn’t escape her Grammar Nazi ears that Nathan pronounced “etc” as ee-tee-see. Nathan gleefully switches to tutor mode. “What Rhodes has is called exoskeletal and exo means…” The fangirl inside Kate thinks exoplanet or, in the case of Monte X-O, Cristo. The Miss Grammarly side of her prevails. “Outside.” “That’s right. You see, the braces are like bones outside the skin. But I won’t be needing those. Instead, a microchip and some nanites would be implanted into my brain stem. Think of me as a puppet…”

Incognito II The creature was in the figure of a man, but his features were strikingly different. He stood tall, around six feet, with a muscular build that exuded both power and grace. His skin had a subtle, dusky tone, and his eyes were a piercing, ice-blue that seemed to glow with an inner light. His hair, thick and raven-black, framed a face that was both rugged and handsome, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline.