Basilisk Fang Novels & Stories

Chapter 3 Azelbub Thunder claps filled the entire forest that was supposed to be the sacred place of the dark king, azelbub or the devil, the name people were familiar with. A black hole opened and men jumped out of it, naked once again, but this time infuriated. The last person jumped out and they bowed down to him. His brows were furrowed and his face mirrored disgust. Bushy eyebrows sat gracefully above big hazel eyes. His lips were as red as blood and hair as black as ebony.

Blakely Held in place by dozens of shimmering chains stood the biggest snake I’d ever seen. It was the size of a school bus. No, even bigger. Ulrich stood and raised his hand, silencing the crowd. “The Goddesses final opponent of the night is the mighty—the fearsome—Basilisk!” The crowd roared and cheered as I fought to keep from pissing myself. ‘Control your bladder, woman.’ Aris huffed, ‘I refuse to die covered in urine.’

he grunted bluntly and I frowned. "My child is not a hellhound. He doesn't carry a wolf or Lycan and is a full-blood vampire. I wish to name him Kasin Faris Sokolov," I replied firmly and Faelon shrugged and told me okay. Lucifer asked to hold him so I handed him to the devil. Lucifer chuckled at me.

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

I said, massaging my temple. “Da-ji?” Zeke muttered. “Oh, that's the name of the Book. How about we get a message across to Queen Belinda? She may have a solution.” I asked, facing Natasha. “We can't risk it. Creating a portal is sure to attract the Lumi and Tyler. We agreed not to use magic within the fortress.” She replied, making creases appear on my forehead. Just great. A week ago, the Vampires within the fortress had begun developing a strange kind of illness, which made them fall unconscious. The numbers of affected people seemed to be increasing each day.

I swear a bit of fear in her eyes. “Did..did you kill him? Is he dead?” She asked “He isn't dead” i said and i saw instant relieve in her eyes. Why did she seem to care what happens with him. “He isnt? Then where is he?” She asked further. “The basement” i answered. “Where is the basement?” She asked. “That is where we handle people that cross me” i replied “Handle? What do you mean by handle?” she asked. I really don't like where this was heading.

It was Natasha fucking Jace. I took a quick glance at Natasha, to see her giving me what was more than just a death stare. The strange eye bags she had under her eyes made it look even worse. Hadn't she been sleeping? Although she'd concealed the dark circles with makeup, I noticed every single thing about Natasha. And that included every anomaly. The partnership magic which Mr Yao had given me and Natasha was quite simple. It involved making ice and fire to exist simultaneously without blending into each other or canceling each other out.

Right in front of me, a snow basilisk was baring its fangs, venom and poison dripping from its jaws. I flinched at the sight of the green-scaled monster and bolted in the opposite direction, only to realize I couldn’t outrun a reptile that owned this territory. I’d have to zig-zag if I wanted any chance, but that would drain me fast. Snow basilisks were specially mutated creatures that had adapted to all kinds of environments. This one was a master hunter, with a kill rate around ninety-seven percent. My heart hammered against my ribs. It was big, but only came up to my chest, perfectly suited for this terrain. The thought of their usual massive size made my skin crawl even more.

at last, she wasn't left with a choice. "It is because I care, Lucien." 'Fall asleep, enter my mystic world...of darkness.' The Basilisk opens her eyes, Lucien gasping in fright. She looked terrifying, more than he imagined a Basilisk must be. Her eyes, as cold as ice and shining like silver made him fall asleep instantly. His eyeballs look down, horror consumes him. He was turning to stone. That was the power of a true Basilisk. That was the power of Raya, the vampire-Basilisk.

They grew to immense proportions, their bodies pulsating with raw power. In the middle of their transformation, Mr. James explained what kind of monsters they have created for us. He called them, Basilik, and Hydra had been unleashed upon us. Those two began to shift right in front of us. The woman, with sinewy muscles rippling with each movement, possessed a serpentine lower body. Its scales glistened darkly as its limbs elongated into razor-sharp claws. Its eyes radiated a lethality that froze us in fear, while its fangs dripped with venomous anticipation.