Cobra Tails Novels & Stories

Several papers were scattered across it. He picked one up. It contained several numbers and codes. At the top was a single word. COBRA. Alex's heart skipped. He looked at Damien. Damien had his back turned. Alex quickly looked back at the document. Under the word was a symbol. A black cobra wrapped around a dagger. Alex remembered the tattoo from the restaurant. The same symbol. His stomach tightened. "Damien." Damien didn't respond. Alex's voice became quieter. "What is Cobra?"

His men are ready to shift, ready to attack with their claws and canines on full display. Alpha Killian's wolf sniffs around, before lowering his head to my boot-clad leg and he nudges it away. My mouth parts in horror when I see a black cobra slowly hissing at Alpha Killian. "It's just a snake!" Dylan announces to the rest of the men, and they stop shifting. Alpha Killian's wolf grabs the Cobra without the fear of being bitten, then he throws it far away.

Both cobras faced each other in their defense position on his midriff, their fangs in display, and their forked tongues stuck out. She didn't see the whole tattoos as his towel covered them; she knew the cobras extended to his crotch. At least she completely saw the diabolic tattoo of a furious wolf on his right breast. Beads of water trickled from his damp hair down to his face. Strands of his wet hair fell over his forehead, as his hair was unkempt. Steams erupted from his body like he doused himself in a boiling tub.

"Should we tell them about the steam issue?" Shantali looked at the silent vents, “No because from what I learned about the smoke cobra is for people that are at a cross road in their lives and its own way I think it wants to help them chose the right path the one of love however I might be one of the few that truly understand its purpose that once may have been different by priests and priestess receiving the messages who understood their true means it gets left to the receiver to understand on their own which leads to the obsession of wanting to learn more and control something that can not be controlled. Taking them away from everything that hold dear, especially those that they truly lov

she asked just to be sure. “Yes I’m sure mum”. VVVVV Inside the safety of his room, he locked his door and peeled of his wet clothes tossing them in the hamper. He walked into the bathroom. He closed it also and turned his back to the mirror and took a picture. The cobra, a huge contrast to his white skin. Ink black all curled up and baring his fangs. He had always been fascinated with snakes and not just snakes. Any animal that was poisonous. Always wanted to know how their toxins worked on predator and prey. Others found it weird, but his father was proud of his curiosity.

I snarled again. The young wolf looked as though he may throw up. “I, I am Cobalt. I am from the Moon Eclipse pack. Please, please don’t hurt me.” I could tell he was young. Maybe sixteen if I had to guess. I shifted into my human form. He stayed still as he lay on his back on the ground. “Shift,” I command him. He looks down as his human form takes control. He was tall and kind of skinny. He looked worried as though I may kill him at any point. “Stand up,” I ordered trying not to scare him too much.

Without wasting time colin beheaded the two reaming riders. Colin knew that he was in the maw of a beast but, he couldn't help but glance at the three massive heads of those Pyromuthos. Pyromuthos were B-rank beasts, almost an A-rank and they had two blood sacks one behind each ear. That meant a lot of money was sprawled uselessly near Colin and he couldn't help but get greedy. He just wanted to throw the caution to the wind and grab those blood sacks.

“Cole, you take care of mom and I will be with dad. It should be the bravest and the wittiest that dad needed to fend him from vixens.” “Alright!” Monique’s words are somehow way ahead of her age. Acting like an adult with the fire burning with determination in her eyes. Cole got and diligently and will always follow her older twin sister. “Then I will be counting on the two of you for I need to look after the much larger snake myself.” “Larger, how large?” “A Titanoboa Cole, a vicious and slippery ancient snake.”

he repeated, like he was testing the sound of it. Before he could say more, another young man stepped into the tent. “Cobra,” he said. “The troops are about heading for night hunt. Six p.m. already”. Cobra nodded and said " I'd be with you shortly", then the man walked out Cobra glanced at me. I must have looked scared because he softened his voice. “We use code names,” he explained. “That was Tiger. Don’t let it frighten you. He’s harmless", he then gestured me to follow him and said "come along.”

Hell, he'd never believed that anything non-human existed before those damn things began wiping out his town. Cobra stood at least eight feet tall with piercing eyes. While he had never been anything but nice to Colby, the younger male had seen the protectiveness in his eyes when it came to his mate and daughter. The prospect of being slapped around by him was not appealing in the least to Colby.