Skeleton King Novels & Stories

Tell him this my name is Lone ,you don't know me ,but I'm damn sure you must have heard about me and the kingdoms I've conquered ,a long time ago ,you probably can't remember now ,you killed my parents and I'm coming for revenge ,nothing can save you from my wrath I'm going to screw you down to tiny little pieces ,and take away your pride ,if you've received this message its because I'm already on my way ,your end is on the way ,run away very very far ,I'll still find you and kill you ,its a must. I let out an evil grin ,kumara stood there in awe ,didn't move or say a word ,finally he swallows up some of his saliva ,as he shivers , every one in the room keeps silent looking at me like they'

he said sadly “this is a good thing my king she will soon be back with her family all the stronger as a full vampire and with your new familiar everything will go even better” barry said smiling “i wanted her to have more time following her dreams” he said Barry smiled “maybe you do want happiness before welfare my king” barry said He shook his head letting out a breath as well “go and get everything together and i expect to see you every few days since its a rotating watch” he said

he continued. "So he's related to their king or something," I asked. I wasn't too surprised as Andre always teased that he had some power. "He's definitely related," Hanson spoke "He's the Prince of the vampires, set to become king once he chooses a mate." I frowned, that did surprise me. Andre had failed to mention that fact, which was important since he always tried to convince me to pick him as a mate.

I asked. “He was a special request from the new King. I tried to tell him it would not work the way he wanted it to. But, he was hell-bent on his vision of a personal bodyguard.” Smythe closed his eyes. He seemed pained by the memory. “He is now nothing more than a mindless monster.” “What sort of monster?” Brollen asked. “A metal skeleton, grafted into the body of a bear, but the king wanted the mind of a Janus wolf. But, becoming what he is drove Braith mad.”

I stepped up to the primary terminal, the very one Anna had just fled in tears. My fingers didn't tremble, they moved with a muscle memory that had been honed in the dark, long before I ever became the "rich socialite" the world thought they knew. I plugged in the obsidian drive. Instead of the flashy, bloated interface Anna had used, a simple, command-line prompt appeared on the massive holographic screens. LOGIN_ID: ************ The stadium held its breath. I typed in the sequence—not a name, not "Daphne," but a complex string of hexadecimal characters that only one person in the world possessed.

I grinned and he grinned back. I met Andre some centuries ago. He was a pretty old vampire himself, too, and we became friends. He loved finding his pleasure in women and drugs. He was the king of nightlife. He owned multiple clubs and different clubs around the world. He even had special secret clubs for vampires. This was one of them. It was frequented a lot by vampires and had special private feeding areas. There were also humans here who loved the high. He kept everything discrete and private. “I need to speak with you,” I said in a tone that conveyed the seriousness. He nodded.

And when I looked into his red eyes, I knew instantly who it was. “Dark Lord…” “No,” he said, “That is not my title anymore.” I could be wrong, but I saw him smiling sadly. After all, how could a skeleton smile or give any expression whatsoever? Expression comes from muscles, and skeletons do not have muscles. They are just bones. “Are you here to pick me up?” I asked. My voice trembled slightly. I was still not ready to go. My eyes flared up in heat as well. But the skeleton man shook his head. “That is not my job anymore,” he said, “It used to be when I was the Dark Lord, but one of your boyfriends has cost me that job.”