Bone Stories

Death wasn't the end, it was the defining moment of his refusal to cease existing. Its been months since his death, and his body had long since been returned to the earth, but his resurrection had no other place to occur. Bony remains now revived, he has been given a second chance, and he has been doing his best to keep a low profile, as he tries to understand his new circumstances. He has built a quiet life as a barista in a neighborhood coffee shop. But it wasnt long, before the "Skeleton Barista" became a local curiosity, drawing visitors from all over. Some come for the spectacle. Others stay for the coffee, the conversation, and the unexpected wisdom found behind the counter. But his resurrection was no accident. Unseen cosmic forces once fought over his very soul, tearing his existence apart until only his consciousness remained. Through sheer force of will, he refused to fade into nothingness-and somehow found his way back. Now, as mysterious powers begin moving once again, he must uncover why he was spared, why he returned as little more than bones, and whether his second chance belongs to him... or to something far greater. Some souls are too stubborn to die.

Fang is a young alley cat who has the murderous blood of Scourge in his veins. Many cats tell terrifying stories of BloodClan, but Fang is inspired by those stories to give himself a terrifying name and become Fang, the leader of the new and rebuilt BloodClan.

After a rough day, Nikolai decides to take Zoya on a boat day and share his sturmhond coat.

Black, arsenic, gray, bistre, yellow, bulgarian rose, blood red, caput mortum, charcoal, dark imperial blue, dark puce, ash, cadet, taupe, gunmetal, rosewood, field drop, burnt umber, pththalo, zaffre. Almost all of these colors flowed past me as I plummeted downward. If your anything like me, you've memorized the entire color pallet. Which ones are bright, which ones are dark. If your anything like me, you can name them by sight. If your anything like me you would recognize that all the colors I just listed are the colors of my life. All of them are dark or violent. All of them are chaotic. Except one. That fifth color: Yellow. That color, the only thing worth living for, is my dad. As I plummet downward I notice the colors, one of them is missing: Yellow. All the colors are dark and dreary. My one bright hope- my one yellow- was taken away from me. Little did I know that I, one full of dark colors, could give others luminous days. I just had to release my heart and realize it. Then that yellow would return, and bring light into a world of dark colors... It would return in a world of many colors.

There are two inspirations from this one kidnapped by a gang leader and two sent away to live with three hot boys

Scourge has always been small. Bone has always been big. What happens if they new exactly how it feels to be the other person? SCOURGE AND BONE SADLY DO NOT BELONG TO ME! They belong to Erin Hunter.

This story is called "just eat". It is about a person who has very big struggles with eating. Almost to the point where it is severe. They do not have a diagnosed eating disorder because they know that if they tell someone they will get shamed for it. They don't like the shame , especially for something they can not control. I must just tell you ⚠️TW⚠️

I will be explaining the incurable 'stoneman disease'