Spell Skeleton Novels & Stories

Different from the fear, the loneliness, the despair, the pain and the agony. This one felt right, like it had always been there waiting to be unlocked. He licked his lips raking his teeth through the lower lip. Spade's eyes zeroed in on that single action, as he felt his hands twitch beside him but that was not the only thing that twitched. It was only for a second but he felt it, his third leg, twitched. It was almost not noticeable but he noticed it, he felt it and it made him swallow and almost stumble back but he kept his comportment.

He had pushed Damian’s spare ammo crates onto the floor to make room for his book. Damian sat on the floor, his back against the wall, his stone leg stretched out. He was cleaning the Hammer. "You're in my seat," Damian grunted. "It's a comfortable chair," the Skeleton rasped. "For a jailer." The Skeleton turned a page of the skin-book. "Your son," the Skeleton mused. "He is clever. He hardened his shell. He made himself... crunchy." "He made himself tough," Damian corrected. "Inedible," the Skeleton agreed. "For now. My hounds do not like metal. It breaks their

In the next second, war erupted. As the skeletons came to their senses like sharks that smelt blood. They shrieked and pounced towards them. These skeletons were quite fierce. Most of them even had weapons in their hands too. Boom! Alex sent out an attack with his palm. The divine power was like an endless sea, toppling the opponents and clearing them out of Alex’s way. Luna quickly removed the White Bone Whip from her wrist. She then whipped the air and said, “Why do these skeletons look similar to the ones in Spiritual Valley Dungeon?”

Chapter One A lot of things changed when I reached the age of fifteen. On the night of my birthday, my mother gave me a box she said it's her present to me, for the first time in my life my mother gave me presents on my birthday. It was wrapped in red cloth with a black ribbon tied on it. There was the excitement I felt as I started to open the box. I was almost amazed at what I saw. It's a spell keeper necklace that features a beautiful deep, blue cock topped glass vial containing a blend of herbs and its vial is suspended from a Tibetan triquetra charm that was hand made from their ancestor and a spellbound bracelet filled with a mixture of hand-blended magical herbs.

​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

The back is almost entirely open, the lace framing bare skin all the way down to the base of the spine. My mother draws a breath. Maeve Callahan says, quietly, from her armchair: "that's the one." Siobhan makes a sound that is approximately "I knew it" in a single syllable. I put it on. I stand in front of the mirror for a long time. %e lace is intricate and dark, the red so deep it reads almost as a threat in certain light. The train pools behind me. The back is bare in a way I've never allowed myself to be in public — not because I was ashamed, but because I was

Skeleton Saint became an SS-Rank. The Skeleton Ninja and the Skeleton Rogue were the most interesting ones as well, they were two skeletons that specialized in fast attacks and agility, something often not seen in such Undead creatures. The Skeleton Ninja evolved into a Skeleton Shadow Ninja, and then into a Skeleton Shadow Moon Ninja… gaining shadow-like abilities. The Skeleton Rogue evolved into a Skeleton Assassin, and then into a Crimson Skeleton Assassin, gaining several crimson-red robes and a powerful dagger coated in crimson-red metallic materials, it was interesting. Both of them ended at SS-Rank.

Only then did I notice the mounts pacing restlessly in the farmhouse yard: a skeletal phoenix, three skeletal leopards, and a long-tailed ice dragon. The skeletal phoenix was the same creature I had seen when I was very young—the phoenix skeleton raised by the Aesir who killed my sister. Such mounts belonged exclusively to scholars and priests. The skeletal leopards, their eye sockets hollow and dark, bore stark white bone claws and fangs; they were ferocious in combat.

Now that his spine had been taken away, it was as if a house's supporting wall had collapsed, and so had the house. In the starry sky, the sea of blood rolled. The skeleton without the spine wanted to reorganize. In the end, because of the lack of a spine, it reassembled several times, but it collapsed again in less than three seconds. The Blood Emperor let out an angry roar. His spine was the innate magic treasure of the Blood race. However, it was taken away. The most frightening thing was that he could not take back his spine. That meant the person who had taken away his spine was ridiculously powerful.

I brandished the bone saw so the skeleton could see it, then began to lower it. “Which one should I start with?” I said, gliding it along the skeleton’s ribs. “Your arm? Or maybe I should go big and start with a leg.” The skeleton squirmed beneath me, but I was far stronger. Skeletons were the lowest form of the undead; without muscle or flesh, they were incredibly weak compared to most other supernatural beings. Becoming an undead skeleton was a punishment brought about by angering a witch, not a blessing of eternal life like a vampire -- although, some would argue that vampires were more cursed than blessed.