Love Your Bones Forever Novels & Stories

"I like bein' around y'all. Not like... nothin' big. Just safe." They all looked at Wren. She exhaled. "I don’t think I know what love feels like yet. But I know this? Us? It matters." The wind didn’t howl outside. The trees didn’t groan. For the first time in days, the silence felt like peace. They went home lighter, but still uneasy. Marked by dreams, but not by rot. The Bone House held their truths now. And whatever waited beyond the shadowline... was listening.

A faint smile touched her lips. "But I'm good with loyalty. With staying. With loving something so fiercely it becomes part of my bones. I promise you this," I continued. "I'll choose you in every lifetime I get. In this one, and whatever comes after. If there's an afterlife, I'll find you there. And if there isn't, then I'll have loved you so completely here that it won't matter."

"He sanded down the remains of tortured children until they looked like gems. And he wears them. He planted them around his estate. He has cufflinks made of femurs and collars made of vertebrae." "But... why?" Leela breathed, tears pricking her eyes, blurring the terrible drawings. "Why would he do that? It’s... it’s an abomination." "Camouflage," Elder Horne rasped, turning from the fireplace. "The magic trapped in those bones... it isn't dead. It is pure, suffering Elemental energy. It creates a frequency—a white noise of pain—that blinds the Moon Goddess." Horne looked at Leela, his eyes wet.

They reached the base of the peak at noon. The bones were there. Luan had seen them in her dreams, but dreams were not the same as waking. The bones were massive. Larger than she had imagined. They glowed gold, even in the daylight. Light pulsed through them like a heartbeat. Like the three heartbeats behind her ribs. She walked to the largest bone. A rib. It was taller than she was. She placed her hand on it. The surface was warm. Almost hot. Why did you bring me here? she asked.

Now, I have a hard work to do. I come behind her and hug her tightly, her body tenses but after she feels relaxed. We stay like this for a moment without uttering a word. After that, her hands touch mine and I say "So sorry Nana, I didn't mean it, please. Can you forgive me?" And tears fell down. She turns to me and say "Oh, my sweatheart! I love you so much." "And I love more." I say. In that moment, my phone rings and It is Selly.

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Niall's eyes held Skyler's for quite a while before he replied, "Almost... not completely. Blake's body is in a petrified state." "Petrified?! What do you mean?" "His whole body has turned into stone and there's this-" Lightly patting his hands on his chest, he emphasized, "this huge hole in his chest area." "There's never been a case like that." "I said the same thing." Nandini shrugged. "But Skyler, you do have an idea about what to do right?"

After five minutes of patting around, I picked up a stick and lit the tip up with a Fire Nova. I slowly continued ahead, straining my ears to make sure I was not ambushed by anything unsavory. I glanced down and saw what appeared to be thousands of bones. Some broken, some intact and some that didn't belong to a person. Are these from all of the demon’s victims? I carefully tried not to break any of the bones while not tripping. It’s like it goes on forever- As far as I can see.

And now, my heart desires had been fulfilled. Our once forbidden love has now turned out to be a forever love. And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my with him and Duke being our son.

And as the sun rose over the Hollow, painting the sky in shades of gold and pink, Clara knew with absolute certainty that she had found what she had been searching for all along. Not power. Not purpose. Not even peace. Love. Simple. Profound. Eternal. Love was the answer. Love was the magic. Love was everything. And Clara Reyes-Thorne had it in abundance. Forever. THE END