Skeleton Soldier Novel Novels & Stories

The sockets emit a faint light in them as the expressionless face of the skeleton stared straight into her eyes. Hellion sighed in helplessness. Looks like, she’ll die in a skeleton’s hand. Truly pitiful. Her body couldn’t move and everything felt numb. The cold started to chap her lips as the cold surface gradually seeps into her back making her tremble slightly. She wanted to laugh and cry as the thought of dying because of the cold or getting killed by a skeleton felt so funny. Was her life going to end here? In a cold desolate place with a pile of skeletons to accompany her. Hellion suddenly wrinkled her brows, didn’t she saw a person earlier? Where did she go?

That was what produced the gargling sound. The soldier beside the affected stumbled backward with a pale green face, instantly knocking against his backer and bringing the whole group to a halt. Whoever didn't notice it at first saw it now: Wherever bone still connected to flesh was a moving, black liquid, rapidly eating further into the affected soldier. The same went for his hand that had equally entered the black wall in front and now resembled a skeleton's with dark liquid moving up his arm. Most gruesome, however, was the fact that the person himself was not yet dead.

The six gigantic skeleton warrior rushed at Jin and the seven at Anna, but they didn't draw their swords, it looks like Devora's order to them was to just stop Anna and Jin until Devora hadn't finished killing those who burned Jin's house. Jin greet the attack of a Skeleton warrior. At Jin's speed, he was the first to punch the skeleton, he put all his might on that blow, but the skeleton warrior just stared at him as if unaffected by his blow, so Jin backed away. Anna on the other hand was able to match the strength of the seven skeleton warriors, when other skeleton warriors noticed it, the three of them rushed to Anna as supports to the seven. Anna has ten opponents now and Jin has three.

he chuckled, "Anyone else has something to say? No? Good, because we are going to kill this bitch," I don't know what got into me, killer instincts maybe, but instead of running away, I run towards them, dodging every bullet. How is this possible? I don't know, it's like the world stop and I was the only thing moving in it. Gripping the blade tighter in my hand, I stood in the middle as their bodies fell around me like dead flies, I slit their throats. Standing behind, I blocked Clarke's attack, shoving the muzzle of the gun to the skies the loud rings of gunshots filled the air, raining empty shells down on us, "What- what are you?" He groaned trying to escape from my grip, my fingernails e

When its paws touched the soil, the world turned white for a moment before a thundering explosion resounded. Skeletor shakily stood up and looked around. There was a giant crater in the middle of the battlefield where a fourth of the army should be. Instead, there was only scorched earth and a black wolf slowly walking towards them. He looked towards his shaking hands, only to find them missing and part of his arms slowly turning into ash. He turned once more to look at his wounded comrades, and anger filled his purple heart. He tried to advance to the enemy and take it head-on, releasing all of his hatred towards the one that killed his family.

"Malakor would feed our soul-tether to his automaton guards just to save on fuel costs." From the shadows of the apothecary’s cluttered corner, a low, dry chuckle rattled like dry leaves across a tombstone. Madame Kaelin stepped out into the dim amber glow of a floating luminary, her blind white eyes staring blankly ahead, a twisted iron cane tapping rhythmically against the stone flags.

None of it was real…but it was fun to pretend. My eyes trailed over his body, and that was when I noticed the ring on his right hand. On his middle finger was a skull made of diamonds. It was gray, the color of fossilized bone, so the diamonds were vibrant and noticeable. It was a peculiar ring. I remembered the back of his business card and the image of the skull in the center. The fact that he had guards watching his place at all times didn’t bode well. The only kind of men that did that were criminals. “That’s an interesting ring.”

Even if I died trying, I'd rip her face apart. But wolfsbane had drained my strength. As my legs faltered, a warrior lunged from the side, fangs piercing my arm. In an instant, blood gushed from the wound. "Damn it!" I roared. The warrior turned and charged again, only for Sophia's snow-white wolf to clamp its jaws around her neck. Suddenly, my messaging stone buzzed. It was the Lunar pack's envoy, asking if I was safe. I had just reached for it when Sophia snatched it away. She glanced at the message before hurling it to the ground, and the messaging stone shattered into dust under the snow-white wolf's paw.

The smell of blood mixed with decay hit him like a wave, making him frown involuntarily. His face paled when he saw the dark red chunks of flesh mixed with bits of bones in the bag, hands trembling as he gripped the bag. "This…they're truly monsters!" Zack said, his tone filled with pity. After putting on gloves, he carefully took all the chunks of flesh and bits of bones out of the bag. "This is just too cruel!" Zack's eyes reddened, looking beyond enraged. Seeing him like this, I suddenly recalled how, three years ago, his eyes were just as red in anger—all because I was kneeling at the door, begging him not to kick me out.

shouted Radolyub. “Something like that,” Zoran agreed hoarsely. His hammer fell from his hand and rushed towards the opponents. Having flown in a wide arc and smashing a dozen skeletons on its way, it returned to its owner. Zoran deftly picked up his weapon and stared expectantly at the enemy army. The shattered skeletons stirred feebly under the feet of their brethren. They were not only scattered, but also broken. Fragments of bones jumped up and stuck to the feet of those walking, preventing them from walking, but stubbornly refusing to stay still.