Skeletons In The Closet Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

her eyes widened, waiting for me to continue, “My grandfather kept everything she’d left behind there in this black trunk. I knew the story and figured there might be something helpful inside. I’d heard of it, but never in a million years did I think she’d have the actual book.” “Were there other demons to choose from inside?” Lilliana’s question forced a smile upon my face as I thought back to the day I’d found that book. I had no fucking idea what I was doing, but it was as if the book was speaking to me. I’d wheeled myself to the storage room after another failed suicide attempt. “Don’t you dare fucking do this to me again,” Cade growled in my head, “Roll your ass back to the room.”

Miss Claudia came out from the other room; she took an old big book that was kept on the shelf inside the room where Sonya and Clayton were waiting for her. But then again, she returned to that room as she was busy mixing some herbs that she read from an old big book. As Sonya tried to peek into the room from her standing place, she could see some ancient herbs were put in some closed jars and some artifacts, some masks with various expressions to the most horrific expressions were put on the shelves, some dolls were kept in some glass cases and some of the unborn animals were put inside some closed jars. The light inside the room was fawningly dim. She took a deep breath. She glanced at Cla

But with the darkening clouds spitting cold rain, her umbrella, of course, forgotten on its hook near the door at home, she’d abandoned her half-hearted dash towards the single-bedroom on Eidolon and ducked into one of the last book stores in the neighborhood. Albeit unfamiliar, though she’d passed dozens of times, it was as she expected. A cavern. More shadow than light. The air a stagnant cloud of thick dust laced with the acrid twang of lingering mold. Above, a ceiling fan spun slow, a stained-glass chandelier hanging from its middle, a single bulb dangling from that. Around, tarnished metal sconces poked from narrow pockets to glow against cluttered walls. Surrounding that were books. Sh

Suddenly, his hands grasped my throat. Choking, gagging for air clutched at his hands with my own. The sting of power that lived within him struck me like an electric shock. “I think in the future you should think about your words more carefully before letting them spill out of that pretty little mouth. I’d so hate to see those lips ripped from your skull, Chief Darksyde.” He snickered before throwing me to the ground.

The whole way went smoothly. He even felt like looking for Sam. "I wonder if we can link up. It's so boring going around alone. If it weren't Sam who suggested this, I wouldn't be bothered with something so childish," Zach said. Before he knew it, he arrived at a small room that was only a few square meters large. There was a pile of bones on the ground. Zach kicked it around, looking around and not noticing anything strange, so he turned around and left. The moment he turned around, someone appeared behind him without him knowing.

It was really weird because the whole mansion was designed in way that sunlight fills every corner of the house but why this corridor was so lonely and dark and why he chose to this place as his study room. With these I stopped at one of the two door.The room wasn't locked.I knew that I was going to commit a sin by betraying my saviour but my heart told me that for some unknown reason I need to open the mysterious door. I was welcomed by darkness.Only a faint ray was falling on a covered table through the thick curtains.When my eyes adjusted their focus in the thin visibility,I realised that I brought out a skeleton from the cupboard. There was a layer of dust on every single thing that were

“I have no idea how long this has been sitting here but considering all the flesh is gone, it’s been a while.” Cecilia also moved closer. Her attention was not on the skeleton but the book. “Matthew, can you read this?” Matthew moved his eyes towards the book. It was a language that he did not know either. “I don’t know either Cecilia. Hold on, I’m going to move this skeleton away.” Matthew grabbed the hood of the robes and threw the skeleton on the ground. The bones rattled and scattered on the floor. Matthew kind of regretted what he did and apologised for it.

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 throne had nothing special with it and the skeleton was the same except for a box in his hands. Sara took the box and opened it, inside there was a book with some runes on it. Expectation was mounting in Sara's mind as she sat on the floor a started reading. 'The beasts tide broke through the outer ring, they will be here at any moments. My Assea family is doomed but our will must go on so I decided to write this book and seal it with some inscript

His other hand was in the pocket of his coat. "Okay, let's go then," I mumbled to myself and put the bowl in the lock. The fret jumbled as it turned into it. Click. With a quick step to the side, out of the line of fire, I yanked the door open. Nothing happened. I waited, but no proles jumped out to pounce on us. The empty frame was like a dark throat into another dimension. Not even a breeze dared to move in these seconds. Boiler rooms had always seemed suspicious to me and having a monster lurking down there didn't make it any better at that moment.

Niah tightened her grip on my shirt. It was not my first time seeing an awful sight of mounds of skeletons, but I guess it’s her first. “Do you know this place?” I asked. I gulped as sweat soaked the back of my shirt, though the humidity was freezing. The place felt like poltergeists haunted it for a very long time. “I-I do not know…” Why is there a basement under the library? Who else knew this place? Who are these corpses?