Dead Snake Novels & Stories

Snake always used different numbers anytime he contacted me, the only way you could be sure with it's him, is the special snake emoji at the bottom, it wasn't the usual kind of Emojis on phone, it's a bit unique and specially designed. I feigned a headache and slipped away from the girls. It was getting dark by the time I drove across town to get to the outskirts, it was dark already when I found my way to the entrance to the cave. The entrance is a tomb, a large one with a metal front, you slide open the metal and you use the rope hanging down the tomb to get to the bottom. The moment you get down into the darkness, you switch on the lights and press the buzzer, a large red button, it makes

As Rome stood with his head hung low, Cameron’s blood still fresh on his teeth and fur, Ivar came u beside him, supporting him as he mourned greatly. “Uh,” after several long minutes, Billy’s voice came through the link, breaking through the sorrowful tension. “We confirmed Mr. Smith was a snake, right? Like, some sick, freaky, eat-an-entire-family-and-all-the-pets-too sort of snake?” “Why?” Fear started to settle in me once again. Driana took Chloe, and I forgot about one major threat. Mr. Smith. “Because we found billions of the weirdest fucking crystals out here, and they all have pieces of a snake in them. We got a large one that had the tip of a giant-ass tail in it.”

A deafening hiss echoed from the pit, carrying the stench of rotting meat and centuries of stagnant death. Then, the beast rose. It was a Titanoboa, a prehistoric nightmare that shouldn't have existed for sixty million years. It was eighty feet long, its girth thicker than a city bus. But it wasn't just a snake. The Void had resurrected and corrupted it. Its scales were decaying, revealing pulsing veins of liquid dark matter. Its eyes were dead, milky white. "Get the crystal, Elena," Killian’s voice dropped into the demonic, vibrating frequency of his Alpha form. He didn't take his eyes off the monstrous serpent. "I'll handle the worm."

He walks out of the office. Einar notived the way Deshal looked at Wisdom. That peakd his interest. “How many was it and how did they die?” Deshal looks at him “You might not believe me, but here goes. Sandulf and I estimated sixty to sixty-four assholes. He and I killed two.” He looks at Idris. “Don’t faint. Wisdom’s snakes ate the rest.” "Snakes," Everyone says looking at him. "Yep, snakes that came out of her head, hissed and strecth. Strecth long as hell like that Mr. Fantasic in Fantasic Four." Deshal looks at Idris fanning himself with his hands.

"But what happened out there is not something that can be easily forgotten. It was a dangerous situation and one that could have ended up with the three of you dead." A tear rolled down her cheek, and the baby kicked. Catalina smiled as she stroked her stomach, saying "See? She even knows it was a bad idea. I promise, baby. Mommy is going to make better decisions from here on out." Catalina laughed through her tears. "What exactly was that thing, by the way?" "It's a Deathstalker. Not to be confused with a species of scorpion found in Middle Eastern deserts." "What, now?" She giggled.

he begged. "You're boring. Where is the mighty snake that thinks he's above the others? The snake who is always ready to bite just to get what he wants? The snake who poisoned me?" Mr. Dane spat. Derek and the rest are watching from the cameras installed. "Axel, please, that was a mistake. It wasn't meant for -

The sound of his sword digging deep into the flesh was strangely satisfying for his ears. The pain had forced the beast to go outrage, wildly swinging its huge head out. Arth stepped back, as the snake was slowly dying from his Blackwinter pierced on its head. Dark blood flowed endlessly and mixed with the snow. At the snake’s last breath, its red eyes faded, then its mouth slowly opened—where a small, purple core appeared glowing inside.

Marcus added. “You can have anything you desire!” Elder Amelia promised. Listening to their promises, I was reminded of an old fable. A traveler saves a frozen snake, and when the snake revives, it bites and kills the traveler. A snake’s nature doesn’t change. Neither does a vampire’s. “There’s no need,” I said calmly. “What?” Milton couldn’t believe it. “I said, there’s no need,” I repeated. “You and Josie can live your lives together.” “But Josie has ruined everything…” Marcus said.

I was staring at her back as she tried to struggle against Johnston 's hold , when I heard my phone chime , scooping it out I swiped my thumb over the screen " Mr . Z what's up ?" " Glad I could rea'ch you . " said the old guy gruffly " we just finished dealing with that banded krait thing , the animal control took it away but weirdly enough , that snake wasn't poisonous " Standing in the middle of the hall , I thought that I heard wrong " what did you say ? I need you to repeat that "

I said with a heavy heart. Sarn stared at me and I saw the same look of dread on his face that I felt. "Do you know what happened?" he finally asked. I had to tell him the truth. Sarn deserved to know that the mightiest of silver dragons, my uncle, caused all of our heartache. "It was Drakon. He killed the daughter of a Goddess." I wouldn't have been surprised if Sarn deserted me at this revelation. "I hope he isn't dead so I can kill him myself," he responded with clenched teeth and long plumes of smoke drifting from his nostrils along with several sparks of flame. He'd been breathing fire for years and had good control. The sparks showed how upset he was.