Dead Snake Novels & Stories

Once it told her where she could find the rest of her daughter. “In gullets,” it had said. “Building the bones of strong animals. Feeding the universe. Decaying with the leaves.” “That’s lovely,” she had told the voice in her dream, and then it wrapped around her neck like a lover’s hands and tried to strangle her. “I’m back,” she answered him now. “You ran off so quickly before that I wasn’t sure I would see you again.” Casual. Nonchalant. Simply a murderer unknowingly talking to his victim’s mother, after all. A warm sunny day in the poor district of the city.

Thomas said. "I know, Dude. It's a lot to take in, right? Now, do you understand how I felt with when Andrea ran up on that road in her damn bra and underwear? It's fucking shocking to see them like that. How the hell are we supposed to act in this messed up situation?" Derek sounded upset. Snake took a step toward the door as he continued to hold his finger over his lips. He was planning to kill them.

Something I did not appreciate and I just cut with the rope I used to commit suicide. Both of them had fun not until they saw a turtle walking slowly. They asked him why it was slow to walk but he answered that it was because that was the characteristic of a turtle.

“Left a letter… just for you.” And then, with a final exhale, his body goes limp. I don’t move at first. I watch him, waiting for the inevitable dark trick. Nicholas has always been a snake, always finding ways to slip through death’s grasp. Slowly, cautiously, I step forward, picking up the cup. I bring it to my nose, and immediately, my body tenses. Blackthorn Poison. One of the deadliest in existence. Just inhaling its fumes burns my throat, making me cough violently. I curse, throwing the cup across the room, watching it shatter against the wall.

Kiran said. “Who’s alive? Who are you talking about?” Malachi asked with a frown. “Levi.” Malachi’s mouth opened and closed. “That’s not possible, Kiran. He died just before he turned three. He had leukemia and the hospital cremated him,” Malachi said after he’d processed that one name coming from Kiran’s mouth. “I know I shouldn’t trust Death, but, Dad, what he showed me still has to happen and if I don’t go, he’s going to die,” Kiran said seriously.

I scanned the room quickly, searching for anything that could give us the answers we needed. “Here,” I muttered, grabbing a vial from one of the tables. The contents were dark, almost black. I could tell it was a sample of the mutated virus. This was what we needed to understand the changes that were taking place. Just as I was about to seal the vial, I heard a loud crash behind me. I turned to see one of the infected stumbling into the room. It was slow at first, dragging its foot, but then it seemed to notice us. The creature’s eyes locked onto mine, and it let out a low, guttural growl.

The room was bathed in a sinister glow as the dark magic tore through the intruders, their cries of pain mingling with the howling wind. When the last of the Fortuna witches fell, Aqua stood amidst the wreckage, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The dark energy receded as quickly as it had come, leaving her trembling and exhausted. The sight of her parents' lifeless bodies brought her to her knees, and she sobbed uncontrollably, the pendant now a dull black stone against her chest. She barely noticed Aunt Cleo's arrival, the older woman's face etched with grief and determination. Cleo's arms wrapped around Aqua, pulling her close. "It's over, Aqua," she whispered, her voice choked with emot

he said with gritted teeth. Kealy had just been thrown off and Dilo barely missed being swallowed whole when Horken joined the fray, pulling out a large two-handed axe, and with a loud echoing roar leapt from a few feet away from the snake’s face and brought his axe down, embedding it square between the snake’s eyes, causing a fountain of blood to rush out from the wound. The impact mixed with the momentum brought on by the attack and the snake rearing back, mouth open, forced Horken’s lower body to continue its path, entering the snake’s maw, and kicking the top side of the snake’s throat. The moment his legs continued the pendulum swing back out, the snake snapped its jaws closed with a lo

He had the upper-hand, Quinn had been in his possession, and Zayd had been poisoned by one of the deadliest creatures to ever exist. He understood now that the poison could only last for three minutes if it was inflicted by a spell and not originally by the caster…but he doubted it’d been three minutes and Zayd; that…that f*cking donkey still had enough strength to get up and fight. Jake slammed his hand against the desk, groaning when the action f*cked with his wounds. “Serpent…” He then called. “My name is River. I’m a snake, but you don’t see me calling you a wolf just because you’re one, do you?”

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance: