Cobra Tails Novels & Stories

one of them muttered. “Marcus doesn’t have to,” I snapped. “This isn’t about him. This is between me and Ryder now.” I turned around, my eyes landing on the wooden crate sitting in the corner — the one that had arrived from one of our black market suppliers last week. Inside was a small, coiled shadow — venomous in every way except literal. A cobra. Non-poisonous, but beautiful, sleek, terrifying. Perfect. “You,” I said, pointing at Cody. “Get that box ready. We’re sending Ryder a little gift.”

The change was swift, violent, and by the time he emerged, he was no longer a man. A massive cobra—over thirteen feet long—rose from the lake’s surface, its dark blue scales gleaming under the moonlight. Each individual scale was smooth yet deadly, edged like finely cut obsidian. His body was thick with muscle, powerful enough to constrict and snap bones with ease. The hood around his head flared wide, a deep, intimidating crest that added to his menacing size.

Danearia looked at this man, with her attraction towards him rising for she had never seen a man like this. She hissed loudly and within ten seconds, a massive cobra with a sliver skin appeared. Finlay's mouth parted in amazement because it was so mighty and fearfully looking, the sun was on its body, making it reflect like a diamond "This is Dracaena, she served our kingdom for thousands of years before our existence." The Cobra laid over the floor and Danearia helped her brother up, "I'll be needing a hand," she told Finlay, wondering if he would help her with her brother who infected him with his venom in the first place.

He opened hAndrew'sth a little and the length of his teeth began to increase, still the same as that of Andrew. Coby revealed to the eyes of everyone currently watching him at the hospital that he was a pure breed vampire which also meant that he was strong.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

They grew even more frightened when they saw the Sea Dragon Corps sergeants, who were gradually approaching them from all directions. There were only twenty Dragon Guards. The Sea Dragon Corps were few in number, with only five hundred of them. Yet a mere five hundred and twenty men had already killed thirteen thousand of them! How terrifying these people are! By now, Fourth Master Yates had become quite devastated. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers appeared at the cemetery from the back mountain. The leading one was a man of mixed race, and his face resembled Fourth Master Yates somewhat. He was one of the Yateses of America who currently held the highest position in the Cobra Squad and wa

Kathilyn said. "You can call me Cobra." He answered. "Really? That man is a crow and you're a snake? Do you just pick random names by playing games?" Kathilyn scoffed sarcastically. "No, it's based on our roles. For example, our boss, Crow, is someone who is sharp and analytical. I'm called Cobra because of my sneakiness." Cobra smiled proudly. "Fair enough. So, should I go home now?" Kathilyn asked. "Yes, you may go home now." Cobra then led her outside by covering her eyes until they're far from their hiding place so that she wouldn't know their location.

Perhaps, it was looking like they were saved but maybe they were still in trouble. "Just mark my words, for this foolish mistake of misleading us, you're going to be in detention and I'm going to make sure that you receive the best punishment!" The White Cobra exclaimed. I chuckled inwardly as I felt my own wolf moving freely within me, without been told to do so. After White Cobra was done with her men, she turned to me again and tilted her head at both of us as she scrutinized us. Her green eyes seemed to glow and I could almost smell her frustration. I could immediately tell she hated failure.