Cobra Tails Novels & Stories

said Chelsea her voice sounded hollow to herself as well but she knew what that bird was at first glance , it was just denial instinct kicking in, that made her refuse because she knew that if that bird was really a deviuture then they have no chance at all of getting out of this ordeal alive . With its bright orangish yellow flame like plumage, on its fore were sharp and pointy like spikes similar to a mohawk style except that this mohawk started from its head down to the hind of its feathery body and at last was its horrible tail - that looked like as if it was made out off thousands of scorpions tails called metasomas - each aculeus filled with deadly venom moving and crawling like millio

“There’s a way to test our blood. We’ll compare it, and if we share the same lineage, we’ll know for sure. But there’s a faster and easier way to confirm.” I raised a brow at me, urging him to go on. “Our ancestral cobra,” he announced, and my eyes widened slightly. “A cobra?” I asked, frowning. Xavier nodded. “It’s a spirit that has served our family for generations. It appears when summoned by someone from our bloodline. The cobra has guided us through battles and family trials, and it can reveal truths no one else can.” I stared at him, uncertain. “And you think this cobra can tell if we’re related?”

They can’t see us or at least they haven’t noticed us yet, said Hayden. Cory crawled over to the exit of the tent and peeked out. Her heart almost stopped. There were twelve of the largest beasts she had ever seen milling about the meadow. Some snarled at the air. Others chomped on flowers and spat them back out. They seemed to be awaiting further instructions. Some of them seemed almost bored. Cory was struck by how expressive some of these creatures were. She had never noticed that about them before. She marvelled at their coats, noticing some were spotted and others were striped but most of them were solid colours. Her heart constricted painfully when she spotted the familiar ash brown le

"Rattlesnake, where is your boss?" Alexander asked, scanning the area for Grand Hart Lord. When the downtrodden main line of the Costa family visited before, Alexander provided aid that led them to share images of Grand Hart Lord's six henchmen. Among them was Cobra, the weakest of the six snakes, whom Alexander had killed at the circus. "Haha! You think you're worthy of seeing Grand Hart Lord? Prepare to meet your end!" Rattlesnake laughed, signaling his subordinates to attack.

The dog, if you could even call it that, was enormous. Cerberos had a wide and stout body like that of a pit bull’s, except this body stood at least ten feet tall. The three, fear-invoking heads, rose a few feet higher. Its skin was completely hairless, the dark, leather-like material stretched taut over sinew, muscle, and bone. Teeth as long and sharp as daggers emerged as each of the heads pulled back its ugly black lips in a show of hatred. Each head reminded James of a decomposing Doberman; ears flat back in agitation, black pits for eyes. The middle head barked a low bass-filled roar.

A Hydras head could be cut off but replaced by two more while a Tydrons four heads were near possible to tear off due to their hard tough skin. A hydra was a subspecies of a fire dragon while the Tydrons was a subspecies of cobalt, which means they did not spit red flames but rather venom and as cobalt dragons, they could not do magic but did have magic running through their veins, similar to middle witches. The King nodded once at this revelation before turning back to face his troops. "Contact Gavin and Louis, I want an update on the search for my son-" "Yes, your majesty, excuse me," Hydra Reye replied bowing lowly before leaving the king's presence.

- We only have Metaxa, it is unlikely that you will like it. Keith sits down to stroke his prominent forehead, silky ears and plump back. Roswo's coat was rough... like wire... And the spaniel's coat was soft, like Tapi's curls. Hank squats beside him and their fingers touch, caressing the big-eared bum. — Church! Don't bother people, shameless! calls the old man. “Run to the master, baby…” says Kitty and the chocolate dog rushes away, and she swallows welled tears, turning away so that her companion does not notice them. But he still notices when they are directly under the light of the lantern.

She slowly looked up at Shobek, "Um...what is a cockatrice...?" Shobek snorted and stifled a laugh, only a smile showing his amusement, "it's... basically a chicken with the tail of a snake." Kasey gave him a confused look but continued to eat her strange but delectable tenders. "Well, they taste good." Shobek chuckled at that, which a few people around them thought was a threat, and instantly hurried out of his vicinity, "Indeed they are." They walked aimlessly, a few times pausing to look over the weird trinkets Kasey noticed. At one point she tugged Shobek to a certain vendor and smiled broadly as she pointed out that "They do INDEED sell collars!"

We headed for the door, but neither Chad nor Dane was there. "That's strange," Elise commented. 'Something is not right, Bella,' Anaisha said. 'Cobalt wants us to stay back.' My stomach dropped. 'I didn't know you could communicate with Cobalt. He hasn't marked us, and we're not part of his pack,' I replied. 'He is a Lycan. He can if he wants to, but it’s not that easy for him,' Anaisha replied, retreating a little. She wanted to be a good girl and listen to Cobalt, afraid of being hurt again, but Chad was different from Jasper.

89 – BLOCKADE DAMON POV “What the hell is that?” Rebekka gasped in shock. I squinted as I stared at the massive coiled beast that was just under the surface of the water. It must have been about fifty feet long, I could not really tell seeing as it coiled into itself. The scales were reddish and black all mingled together, large like a bronze shield and by the looks of it, just as hard. “What do we do?”