Starwars Skull Novels & Stories

Feeling less cramped by his deadly aura the three hurriedly explain word for word what the witch had said to them. A frown comes to his face as he digests all the information he just got before dismissing them. Being alone in the throne room, the figure which through his dominating aura displays himself as the king and ruler of the underworld sits down and ponders deeply on what he just heard. The skull which the witch had referred to is known as the Crisient, the skull of death, it grants its wielder the ability to send a soul down to the underworld with just a single touch. If got the skull in his possession, his plan of domination would begin.

the towns and small villages to pledge their allegiance to me or die painfully. My favorite decorations I had collected during that time period were the slain dragons skulls, I had well over 500 here at one point but I've since had them moved and hidden away I couldn’t bare the thought of someone else having them. I had an underground tomb made specifically for them Azar and Diaval’s skulls are the largest I had made special arrangements for them but now that I was passing the giant empty spots where they were on display in this hallway it made me miss having them here maybe only for a short time I’ll bring them here, maybe.

As it got closer, Blake could see the creature more clearly. The body was that of an oversized dog, no more of a wolf, with its straight and seemingly sharp black hair. There was a skull in the shape of a dog in place of its head with no eye sockets or mouth to be seen but a crack along the center of the skull. The creature was moving its head from side to side, and then the center of the skull head opened. Within were what looked like red membranes, and a mighty sonic shriek was heard from the opening. It reminded Blake of a movie he once saw with a similar animal called a Shrieker.

As he watched on while Micheal moved the woods out of the way, the sound of bikes came to limelight and he turned swiftly to see perhaps one gang he had known right from when had been leader at the round table approach them. The Skull was a group of notorious criminals who dealt in various selling of weaponry and also took on any mission depending on the wages that was stipulated. He had met them once while he was trying to ship the packages from the warehouse from New York to Canada and so, why they were here remained a mystery. Once they stopped right beside his car, Raphael got out to meet up with them. "Gentlemen, what a pleasant surprise" He said smiling as he approached them. Suddenly,

Thaila's Pov It was indeed a werewolf, but its skull was laying a few feet away from its body, half-hidden beneath frost. Its human shape was unmistakable but also wrong. The jaw was warped. The teeth were too long and sharper than natural. The bones, scraped and gnawed. My stomach tightened. “What happened here?” I asked quietly. Kael crouched beside the remains. His expression shifted into something unreadable. “Starvation,” he said.

[Ezra] “And at last…” I mumbled, staring at the building that was structured like a giant skull with two hollow eyes acting like the only two windows and a wide open jaw as its entrance. Chiseled into the giant skull’s forehead were words that seemed to leer at passersby— Bone Voyage: Alive skeletons at your service since the first death in the wheel of time. Store open for purchase, rental and installments. Price negotiable for young aspiring healers. The store does not give any guarantee. The skeletons are subject to running away and other risks.

Above them, the ceiling cracked open, revealing a starless sky that pulsed like a beating heart. Nihareth lifted both arms. "Bring me the final relic." A female follower approached, cradling an ornate golden skull wreathed in thorns. She knelt and offered it forward, her hands trembling. "The Skull of Orun, taken from the old vault in the east." Nihareth took it with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He turned to the altar and placed the skull into the hollow at its center. The air turned colder instantly. The ground beneath them shook.

"Good to know we're not alone. If we encounter more daggers, or gods forbid, more powerful ones we may need to look to these imperium guys." "Well, whatever they may be, they sure have a strange obsession with skulls. They're just about everywhere on those ships, from doors to consoles." "Lets hope that is the strangest thing about them." He said as he turned to the DRADIS station. "Operator, any movement out there ?"

It was a skull that looked exactly like a human, but it was hundreds of times larger, like a house. “F*ck!” Seeing such a thing, everyone was stunned. Even Aesop from the demon tribe trembled in fear. When Nora saw the skull, she even prostrated on the ground and shouted, “Welcome the king!” However, the colossal skull did not squeeze out, as if the opened Undead Gate was not large enough. After taking a glance at everyone present, it retreated again. Jade called out, “We can’t let that thing come out, or else the consequences will be unimaginable.”

"I'm afraid deary, it won't be as simple as me spitting and pissing in a bowl this time. We'll need the eye of a –" Isis was cut off by a cloaked figure I almost forgot was with us. "Eye of a Zombie, the teeth of a Banshee, virgin's blood, and the flame of a dragon." the bone man grinned. "I'm Major Skully, at your service madam," he took his top hat off and bowed. "I'm Hazel and this is–" "Irena," he whispered as he took in Isis' appearance. "Well, I know Irena is dead, but you look so much like her."