Kovit Not Even Bones Novels & Stories

Who would have guessed they were dealing with an ancient legend no one ever believed true? "Where's my baby?" As soon as he realized that Kyron was not there. He stood up and heard the sound of a truck coming. The rumbling made Vincent turn his head and walk towards the road. He stopped, and all his friends stood behind him. The cars arrived, including five trucks full of vampires. Vincent took a deep breath when he saw Anderson Silva leave his car, looking ahead. Vincent Cox now faces his boss at Horus, Anderson Silva, without a mask. Anderson frowned and looked disappointed. He never thought that the person he trusted would be a traitor.

"Dr. Kim. Welcome to New Haven." "Ms. Chen. Thank you for receiving me." Kim looked around at the settlement—converted resort, agricultural fields, organized communities. "Impressive. You've built something substantial in five months." "We've survived. That's different from built." "Survival is building, in this world." Kim smiled. "Victor speaks highly of you. Says you're the most principled opponent he's faced." "Opponent? I thought we were discussing cooperation."

“Do you think it’d be tough to crack your tortoise shell?” An icy gleam flashed across Kayson’s eyes as he maneuvered his energy into his fist. Their fists suddenly met! Titus’ bones were shattered as he coughed blood with disbelief filling his face.

Draven roars. Wrath is already moving. He hits the first line of Blackmire like a truck. Bone breaks. Bodies fly. But for every one he drops, two take its place. Redfang moves next. Fifty black wolves slam into two hundred. No howls. No war cries. Just killing. Efficient. Hollow killing Hollow. “Cove!” I yell. I step forward. The bone knife is back in my hand. I don’t remember drawing it. “Call them off!” Cove tilts his head. Eight years old. Pajamas stained red. Gold eyes too big for his face. “Why? I’m hungry.”

There was an outline of a creature in the pit that seemed to be where the giant ape had slept. Next to the outline was a set of glowing bones that emitted a mysterious energy. "I found it!" Wilbur was overwhelmed himself. That was the Crystal Bone, and a complete skeleton too. Cameron and the rest looked on in shock. It was clear that the skeleton did not belong to any regular mortal. The energy it was radiating was mysterious and powerful, and they hardly dared to move forward at all. That was because the pressure coming from this force was more than they could bear. Wilbur stepped forward slowly up to the pit.

Chris POV I never thought that shit would get this far and id be sitting here having this convercation with a ghost “What do you want me to say V that I fucking raped you and left you for dead, That I killed the woman I was actually falling in love with because I was afraid she would be just like you” I stand taking a few steps closer to her in a utral fashion so I don't give anything away as to howi may feel or what I plan on doing.

He carried a spear twice Jenna’s height, its tip shaped from obsidian and something disturbingly pale. The villagers bowed. “Vor’kai… (Bone King)” They whispered. (Jenna and the others couldn’t understand the words) Jenna’s heart hammered painfully, but she held her ground. If she showed fear now, the others would crumble. Beside her, Steeve was barely breathing. “Jenna…” he whispered. “That thing… that can’t be human.” “It is,” Jenna said tightly. “And that makes it worse.” Because humans can be cruel intentionally.

The voices rose in a keening wail, blending into one piercing shriek. Something massive hurtled through the underbrush, barreling straight towards me. I dug my heels into the spongy earth and backpedaled furiously. A blur of motion solidified into a towering humanoid shape, all sharp angles and rigid bones. It skidded to a halt mere inches from me, the impact gouging deep furrows into the forest floor. Bared fangs stretched its mottled gray flesh into a skeletal grin, lips pulled back in a deranged, mocking leer. Blank sockets stared down at me, hollows in its warped skull where eyes should have been.

London didn’t stand a chance against him. Memories from last night flooded my mind—the scorching kisses she gave me and how tight her pussy was. Bones would never give her that kind of sex, the merciful kind. It would only be chains, whips, and broken bones. I actually felt sorry for her. “What’s taking her so long?” Bones asked with a sigh. “I should be getting back. Besides, I’m eager to play with my new toy.” He grinned in a sickening way, one eye smaller than the other. His teeth were crooked, and he smelled like old garlic.

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge