Black Serpent Novels & Stories

Just then, Aisha's voice echoed from the sky, "I had thought to spare you, but it seems unnecessary now. Prepare to face the descent of the great evil god, Bahamut!" Evil god Bahamut? Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The ground beneath him began to tremble violently, soon splitting open to reveal a massive chasm. From this abyss, a gigantic black serpent emerged. The serpent hissed, flicking its tongue, and its blood-red eyes made Wilbur's heart skip a beat. By now, the sun had set, and the moon hung in the sky, casting its silver light. The enormous figure of the evil god Bahamut loomed over Wilbur, its shadow engulfing him completely. Bahamut's crimson eyes l

The black hole moved, and a pair of silver eyes on it opened. The Grand Serpent revealed himself as he descended from the Vortex, slithering down. He moved in a terrifying calm, as if trying to sneak in to the world unnoticed despite his colossal splendor. Each of his black scales were men's most feared mountains and his eyes were of shimmering silver seas. He did not have nostrils like snakes do, as there was no amount of air could be enough for such creature to breathe on. Truly, a creature born beyond of what was possible and what the universe allowed it to.

I noticed from the corner of my eyes that the whole hall was now watching what I was. It yanked it's hand out of her chest and pretty blue dress, bringing out of it a red pumping organ. Her heart. She fell to the floor motionless and it squished her heart in its fist and dropped it to the floor beside her in a thump. It raised it's bloody hand and I could make out that it licked it's palm. "The Draekien..." Morpheus whispered beside me. I sucked in a breath as it moved and something dark fluttered in its wake. Are those.... wings?! I didn't have much time to ponder on it as the thing finally spoke.

"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."

Shadowy Insect spat curses, deploying various insects and weapons for defense, steadily depleting its own resources. Throughout the skirmish, his gaze constantly flickered toward the two-headed serpent, knowing that he would be in serious trouble if it did not advance soon. Hissing sounds filled the air as the two-headed serpent, sensing the urgency, made its move, its massive body writhing and swiftly closing in on Shadowy Insect. Its aura was terrifying, not far behind even the fully powered-up Alexander. A two-headed Mystic Serpent, nourished by the powerful Shadowy Insect, was truly exceptional, akin to a monstrous entity.

He hit the ground hard, rolling to dodge the serpent's following assault. Desperation fueled him as he mixed to his feet, running as quick as he might. The serpent sought after him persistently, its gigantic body weaving through the flotsam and jetsam with alarming nimbleness. Ethan's intellect hustled, searching for any solution, any way to elude this bad dream.

In his bony hands he held a shallow obsidian bowl filled with a dark, viscous liquid that moved when nothing touched it. “Speak,” Aldred rasped. Malphas dipped one skeletal finger and tasted. “The Veil frays,” he croaked. “Three years, perhaps four, before the next black moon. The Serpent stirs. He hungers.” Aldred’s cough turned into a laugh that ended in red flecks on his lips. “Then let him hunger. I have no daughter to give him.” Malphas tilted his head. “You mistake me, Majesty. The Serpent does not require a princess. Only a maiden whose soul burns pure. Untouched by ambition. Unstained by cruelty. Unbroken by love.”

The leader of the men snake a huge one to the waist a woman, while from the waist down, two tails, with an appearance of a woman and Black Mamba snake, called the Black Snacks, in which the woman between the fact that she had the appearance reptilian. Her long golden hair, her black serpent skin, her long tar hair, in which she was a huge humanoid serpent woman. While their leader whose group was among snakes and other reptiles, she was a vampire and snake, in addition to commanding a terrorist group that had what seemed to be a general in its command, an albino python from Burma, when everyone there was presented for the group, as she had taken a potion sent

The irony made his expression darken. Before meeting her, he had treasured silence. Now the silence irritated him because she wasn't there to ruin it. His fingers moved through the water, creating small ripples around him. For thousands of years, Silver had waited for his destined mate without impatience. A few thousand years had meant nothing to an immortal serpent. Yet somehow, two days without Rizz felt unbearably long. His eyes narrowed at that realization. Ridiculous. He tilted his head back and stared at the moon through the branches.

The smell of blackberry wine was wiped clean away, replaced instantly by the vile, putrid stench of sulfur, rotting flesh, and something incredibly toxic, but I had no idea what it was. A flash of sickly green light flared in the distance, and out of the blackness, lunging directly at my face, was a massive, glistening black serpent. Its scales gleamed like polished black diamonds, its jaws snapping open wide enough to swallow my head. And from its curved fangs, a thick, milky-white venom dripped in sizzling drops straight toward my eyes. "AAGH!" A blood-curdling scream tore from my throat as I threw my hands up in pain and terror.