Skeletron Prime Novels & Stories

I answered, wrapping my legs around him and inviting him in. Without hesitation, my knight in shining armor entered me, my eyes rolling to the back of my head at the size of him. I grabbed onto him, feeling my sanity unravel as pleasure took over. As our bodies moved together, something shifted inside me. Something primal. The hollow ache I'd carried for years began to fill with something warm, something real. The mystery man’s control started to slip and his eyes flickered between red and pure silver, his breathing ragged. "I need…" he growled against my neck, his fangs extending. "I need to mark you."

In my left, wrapped in leather, was the Eclipse Siphon. As we reached the threshold of the Arena of Iron, the First Prime slowly raised his massive head, his glowing yellow eyes locking onto us through his visor. "You come to yield, female?" the First Prime's voice rumbled across the plain, making the surrounding sixty thousand troops strike their shields with their spears in a deafening, rhythmic roar. "Or do you come to watch your Prime die?" I stopped at the edge of the arena, looking up at Kaelen suspended in his cage.

​With a desperate spring, Astrid threw herself across the narrowing gap, landing hard against Kaelen’s chest with an audible oof that knocked the remaining breath from his lungs. ​"Don't say a single word," Kaelen muttered, gritting his teeth. "I wasn't even going to." "Good." ​A concussive roar shook the chamber down to its bedrock, forcing everyone’s gaze upward. The ancient body had fully extricated itself from the tomb floor. It stood twice the height of a normal man, a towering, emaciated figure whose naked frame was webbed with fine fissures glowing with an eerie, pulsed silver luminescence. Shards of ancient stone still clung like armor to its legs, and its matted hair hung wet and he

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

The mountain continued to groan, its very foundations shaking as the earth split open, revealing what had long been buried beneath centuries of stone and silence. The weight of the collapse was immense, the cracks in the earth revealing a skeletal structure unlike anything Caitlyn or Raymond had ever seen before. Ribs the size of ancient trees rose from the stone like some forgotten titan, claws like towers stretching out in grotesque, skeletal elegance. The Prime Wolf’s body had not just been buried—it had been entombed in the very roots of the world, hidden away by an ancient force no one truly understood.

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

Every inch of his body gave off a dry skeletal appearance, as if he was being mummified in real-time. Jenatrix looked unrecognizable. For five painful minutes, her sexy figure became a skeletal monstrosity, with snake-like tentacles emerging from her skin and a row of sharp thorns protruding from her arms and spine. A horrible sucking sound exited from Jenatrix. It was a loud moaning sound, like two gorillas that were dying. Jenatrix killed Charles after five long, agonizing minutes. The Orexacon returned to her sexy and appealing appearance after confiscating her victim’s life force. Jenatrix loved looking down at Charles’ dried, twisted corpse. Now Jenatrix felt satisfied. The creature tho

Her right breast is gone; she was chained and she is crying in pain. “Give me that!” She screamed but the scary beast appeared again from above. This time he has big, black wings that are shaped like bat wings and he is holding a metal stick that is bigger than the normal human arm. “No please… no!” Begged by the naked woman who is trying to grab my blanket.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

He laughed hysterically as he found relief that he didn't need to think that much about it now. Luna was gawking at the creature who let loose of a loud guffaw in front of her. It sounded so terrifying. Even with the chilly air and raindrops touching her skin, beads of sweat still managed to form on her arms as panic started to rise in her chest again. "Stand up now Luna." ❇❇❇ Schnek was approaching the laughing Fragado while carrying his capsule. He saw a being on the ground. "A normal?"