Ugly Skull Emoji Novels & Stories

Prez’s POV “Right on time,” I grinned and leaned down on my bike, as about a dozen or so bikers circled me. The air was thick with the smell of burning plastic, money, and about a thousand pounds of cocaine, heroin, and LSD... This was the first time I officially met the Black Skulls president. Viper was a balled man in his late forties, with a huge black bear and tattoos that covered most of his body. His eyes were the same dark brown that Rose had, but other than that, they were nothing alike. His features were big all over, with hands that looked like bear paws. He had a huge pot belly hanging over his belt and a menacing look in his eyes that matched the expression on his face.

This will end soon. He rummages through the net and pulls out a decaying skull, thrusting it inches from my face. I stifle a scream as I recognize Alec's lifeless face, worms writhing out of his hollow eye sockets. Silent tears stream down my cheeks as Alec's mouth twists into a grotesque smile, revealing rotten teeth and half-decomposed flesh hanging from his jaw.

Swallowed. But the damage was done.

“No.” He flipped a photo onto the table, making Thea flinch at the image before her. Her uncle’s face was barely recognizable. It was swollen, and the skin stretched and marbled with the early signs of decay. Mud clung to every crease as it packed into his ears, under his fingernails, and even in the corners of his eyes, which were rolled so far back only the whites showed. But what surprised her most was how his neck looked mangled and almost broken. There was a deep, uneven slash carved across it.

He was looking at her full of disgust. Her bony and ugly appearance were striking hard. Her dirty long curly hair that was covered with hardened mud looked heavier than her body. Even her prominent cheekbone was showing and resembled the face of a bat. Surely she looks more terrifying than a normal wild animal or beast. An out of this world physic to be precise.

Corina shouted sarcastically, only to get the shock of a lifetime. “Ahh!” another smack landed across her face that she couldn't see from the excruciating pain. The two men holding her let go and stepped away when Corina stumbled on her feet, holding her face, blood oozing, Corina's mouth hung open as she attempted to breathe. Was her nose broken, the pain had her gasping for air when Olivia grabbed her by the hair turning her to face her. the pain from pulling her hair and having been smacked in the face with a gun combined made Corina feel as if her skull had been crushed

Axel heaves. Inside, the creature is twisted unnaturally, bones cracked and rearranged to make it fit. A human — or what is left of him — curled into himself like a broken doll. His limbs have been snapped backwards, folded tight against his torso, elbows pushed under the ribcage. The skull is caved in on one side, the jaw partially unhinged, revealing teeth clenched around his own tongue. He has clearly been dead for years — lots of years — his skin stretched tight over bone like old parchment, dark brown and leathery.

Her face was scrunched in distaste and she was utterly disgusted by the sight of the building's interior. Not to mention how dimly illuminated the room was as she entered, she could see little of the items that were littered on the floor. Her legs smashed into the skull of a human being which was starting to decay and her legs got stuck in it. She let out a frustrated groan, her face in a deep scowl as she glared at nothing in common. She kicked the hideous-looking bone out of her legs, mumbling incoherent curses at no one in particular. The skull crashed straight into a pile of bones in a corner of the spooky room, causing it to scatter all over the floor.

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 shout so loudly my voice cracks, only this time, I didn't say the last part in English-it was full on Latin. The Demon starts to convulse and Uncle John's already dead-looking flesh begins ripping away from the sockets connecting his arms, spilling out the pungent odor of death. My palm goes to my face as pain overwhelms me. Zack steps ahead of me, repeating my exact words. "Tulit autem dic mihi qua Skylar!" "Caemeterium..." Zull gets out before thick black liquid shoots straight up from his mouth, forming into the body of giant reptile with horns and spikey hands.