Lovely Bones Novels & Stories

“Goodness,your lover is not just handsome but a thoughtful and kind one!” “Mother,Father and Rain thank you so much..”Daniel said with a happy and puffy red face.

" I saw he was loved out of pity, The worst kind of love there is. To keep a hold on someone, Because you think they're weak " Iris's P.O.V. Nine pm and I heard the front door of the house open. I was in the kitchen blending some fruits to make a smoothie when Dylan walked in. " Hey babe. Where's Louisa?" He came up to me and kissed my forehead. " She slept early, I think her dance class was too stressful today"

In just a few moments, everyone had come together to distribute the bones of the mouse. Alex noticed faint bone patterns on the mouse bone demon as well. They weren’t golden but a whitish-grey instead. He could tell that the power within these bone patterns was far less potent than the ones on Shirley, let alone any of the bone patterns of those two gigantic bone demons he encountered. Zendaya handed Alex a bone, which consisted of five bone patterns. It was considered one of the bones that had more patterns than the others. The patterns seemed to be made out of a rare type of language.

​Lyra froze, every muscle locking as a woman emerged from the gloom beneath the dead torches. One pale hand rested against the weeping wall, steadying herself. ​Upon her brow sat the Bone Crown—not the pristine relic Lyra had hauled across the continent, but an older, heavier iteration. The bone was darkened like aged ivory, worn smooth, with one side jaggedly sheared away above the temple. ​Yet it was the face beneath the mutilated artifact that stole Lyra's breath.

“You both will probably want to sit. This is going to be a strong and very focused spell. It’s probably gonna get a little wild.” Tiago and Leo exchanged a worried glance but followed her suggestion. It didn’t ease the tension Leo was feeling. I could sense both him and his wolf growing restless. My own fear simmered just below the surface, but I closed my eyes and breathed deeply to calm myself. Sinthy pulled out a small leather pouch closed with a drawstring. She lifted it so I could see it clearly. “These are Casting Bones, kind of like Fortune Stones.” The blank expression on my face must have shown more than I thought. Sinthy sighed. “Fortune stones? For telling the future?”

Setting: The Bone Orchard --- The field stretched endlessly under a starless sky, its earth cracked and pale as old scars. White trees clawed upward in jagged silhouettes, their bark not wood but bone—calcified remnants of the First Brood who defied Vaelros Seraxa. Each tree leaned as if in pain, branches frozen mid-scream, their roots burrowed deep into the soil where ancient blood still seeped. No Elder dared walk here, for the Orchard remembered betrayal. It remembered the Crown That Bleeds.

Dora looked at the small room she was confined in, She began to frantically cut the lower part of her wedding dress “What are you doing?” Bones asked “What does it look like am doing?, making this into something comfortable “ she said, if she ever got married for real, she would wear pants this time around because she hated dresses “And then?”, Dora lifted her head “Beat the shit out of you and ruin the wedding before Ryan ends up marrying another woman” she casually said, Bones began to laugh, he laughed so hard that he was about to lose his balance,

And at the edge of a glade where no path had ever existed, the ground opened. No explosion. No quake. Just silence and then the trees parted to reveal something ancient. A tree made entirely of bones. It towered like a monument to forgotten gods its branches skeletal, its bark a fusion of ribs, spines, and skulls grown into unnatural curves. The marrow glowed faintly with violet light. From its roots oozed a dark ichor that hissed as it touched the earth, burning runes into the moss. “The Bone Tree,” Rowan whispered, eyes wide.

Ever since I was young, I knew that my parents' work was unique. My father was a detective who had solved many major cases, while my mother was a forensic artist who was capable of finding clues from the victim's bones. Together, they solved numerous cases. Their most famous one was the White Bone Case five years ago. It was a case about a criminal gang who abducted and killed homeless people before using their bones to smuggle drugs. Since these were real human bones, they could easily avoid being caught by claiming these bones as medical materials.

"Say it again. What bone did you say this is?" "It's human bone! I am positive it is human bone!" Felix shouted, struggling against the guards. He warned, "Mr. Lane, it is illegal to own human bones. Most people can't tell the difference, so I know you've definitely been deceived. The one who did this is malicious and despicable!" The banquet hall was filled with murmurs again as Evan stared down at the bracelet. His hand was trembling as he asked Cecilia in a barely audible voice, "Whose bone is this?"