Skeleton In The Closet Novels & Stories

"I have controlled this tower since I was a teenager. I did not authorize spooky basement mode." "Log it as a defect," Katherine said and walked down. The stairs smelled of wet earth, old fur, and contracts made before paper. With each step, the command center noise faded. The modern world thinned. Servers became distant thunder. Elevators became caves. Sterling Tower, monument of steel and money, revealed the thing it had been built on top of. A den. At the bottom waited a chamber of black stone. In the center lay a skeleton too large for human, too structured for ordinary wolf. Its ribs curved like gates. Its skull faced upward, jaws open not in hunger but in warning.

Susan said he always kept one, and if I found it, I could know where he was going and who he was meeting and set up a very beautiful trap for Chloe. I quickly moved in the dark, the lights were off and I had no intention of switching them on, the fluttering moonlight was all I needed to find what I was looking for. I quickly walked to his desk and opened drawers, lifted books, checked behind papers. Still nothing. I walked to his wardrobe, but it was locked. I scoffed, trying to force it open. “What the hell?” I muttered. “Why would anyone lock their wardrobe?” Who am I kidding? This is Kael, I won't be shocked if I find an actual skeleton in his closet.

CLAIRE I thought I hated surprises. I was wrong. I was not built for every kind of truth. I thought confetti and balloons were the worst surprises. It turns out a living, breathing ghost is a far more effective party trick. A truly catastrophic one is a man who lies about his family, and then you stumble upon a skeleton in his closet.

Quickly, I have made my way to the room and I wait for a moment. My face turns from right to left before I breath out and enter. The metal double handled door made a low sound which would have called attention and I hurry inside anyway. Quickly, I close the door when I heard some steps approaching. “Fuck, Kaya!” I’m mentally bashing myself as I look around and see an artifact close by. It’s a replica of a skeleton made with copper metal, an anatomy of the human shape, I guess. Quickly, I hide myself behind it and latch my hands over my mouth to control my breath and stop any release of a whimper.

Lucinda took a look at the other side and saw a small room almost empty except for a skeleton sitting on a throne with his limbs crossed. Hmm!!! This is quite weird, how'd the creepy woman get to move a whole mansion and place it deep in a cave, this is basically kidnapping. Lucinda focused all hee mental energy on the skeleton but she found nothing wrong with it, so she decided to examine the room. The room was clean and completely empty, its walls seemed more resistant than the others of the building. 'This should have been some kind of vault, which means that the treasures are with the skeleton.' She neared the throne and inspected it.

the third skeleton replied impassively. "Do you see that man? He came here as a teenager, around sixteen, and he's never been able to fulfill any of our desires," the first skeleton whispered to me. "It's likely that the person he came for has moved on. Some sacrifices aren't worth making," the second skeleton added, sighing. "Now, my desire is for you to bring me a child's tears. Just a single teardrop," the first skeleton instructed, an undertone of excitement in its voice.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secret awaits.. Chapter 48 Back to the present day EMILY’S POV: The sleek contemporary courtroom boasted of fine lines with a calm tone of green walls. Rays of sun beaming from the large glass windows. A glass pulpit for the officiating minister, modern podium for the judge and leather-bound chairs for the guests. The fluorescent light casting a reflection on the wall,from my dress. My dress glimmered in the light, its lace bodice adorned with delicate white pearls. The sleeveless gown showcased my shoulders and mermaid silhouette embodying my curves.

Her action of open and close the door didn’t make any sound. Sienna didn’t leave even though she did not receive any response from Connor. Instead, she was very curious about this man's bedroom. So she must take the opportunity to take a look. Just as Sienna was looking around, the man opened the door of the closet beside him and hid in. Skylar was so nervous that she dared not to breathe. But when the cabinet door opened and a man hid in, she almost screamed out. Why did this man hide here? Fortunately, this man's closet was exceptionally large, so it wasn't impossible to hide in two people. Skylar had no time to push this man out, nor did she guess why he hid in.

I said. “Alright.” Aria said. I hugged Aria again and said goodbye to them and then I started walking towards the packhouse. It had already been cleared for explosives so I went inside and Lucas had followed me. I walked upstairs to my bedroom and I shut the door so I could take that dress off and I flung it on the bed and I got dressed into a black singlet and denim shorts with socks and sand shoes. I then walked out of the room and back downstairs. “Why the hell are you following me like a bad smell?” I asked.

The place looked like somewhere a cultivator practicing in solitude would live. Sitting on the bed was a skeleton in black robes, covered in spiderwebs. The skeleton was obviously devoid of any flesh, but Wilbur was reminded of Stefan at the mere sight of it. Stefan had achieved great things in his time but had still ended up dying here.