Den Of Vipers Read Online Novels & Stories

I was playing the only card I had the same game my mother had played, but for a different stake. Viper’s eyes narrowed. She looked at the book, then at the Norton, then at Dax. The atmosphere changed instantly. The aggression didn't vanish, but it was replaced by a cold, calculating curiosity. "You're a Chen, alright," Viper whispered. "Always looking for the leverage." Suddenly, a high-pitched whine cut through the night. It wasn't an engine. It was a drone higher and faster than the one from the garage. And behind it, the distant, rhythmic thud of blacked-out transport helicopters.

My gaze was sharp enough to send chills down anyone's spine. "And that alone is enough for me." The man stared at me in horror. For the first time, he realized the rumors were true. I was a devil in human skin... a heartless, merciless predator. And once I decided someone was a threat, they either disappeared... or learned to live in fear. I walked back to the couch and sat down. "Take him out of my sight." My voice carried irritation while my expression was indifferent. The bodyguards immediately grabbed the trembling man.

There stands George, I na a well presses suit, walking towards me. I rub my eyes with the back of my hand vigorously, hoping to wake up from the midday nightmare but it's all in vain. “Darlene...” He acknowledges me. “Long time.” His voice which seems to have became deeper over the days make my stomach churn. Hatred swoops over my heart and I feel like crashing him with my bare hands. I stand up to meet him midway, hands clenched on the sides. I'm seething mad right now and I don't realise as I land a sounding thunderous slap on his cheek. That sends him reeling backwards and I take that advantage to kick his groin.

“Dude, couldn't you have been more considerate of our situation? You know that some of us were very deep in very dangerous territories, hence calling us all together at a moment's notice was quite inconvenient.” He complained to Zach in a playful tone. Four had always been a player, hence Zach understood what he meant by 'deep territories'. He had been enjoying his holiday since there were no mission for them at the moment. In the five years, he had gone back to his private military contractor work. He had worked hard creating an elite team that would eventually help him gain his revenge against all who were involved in the death of his wife and child. It was now time to put into action all

The nearest creature’s black eyes flared wide. “What are you - " it tried. She tightened her fingers. The invisible thread snapped tight around whatever passed for its core. The thing convulsed. Its back bowed, limbs jerking, mouth stretched wide in a scream she couldn’t hear. Its shadow on the ground rippled, then tore, the edges dissolving like paper left too long in water. The others recoiled. “Stop,” one shrieked. “You’ll - " Althea twisted. Something broke. Not bone. Not skin.

They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery. The human king after all this, decided to build a fence to keep his people safe from the dangers of the vipers. These vipers, held in human bodies, had green eyes and all had one motive; enslave humans. It was strictly prohibited to get close to one, because it would only bring demise to the human kingdom. He had to protect his people if the Viper king didn’t settle with negotiations. During this short period of time, war ceased since the Viper King found no way on how to get close to the humans. Nearby the f

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

Dante's voice blurred from my ears again, and my thoughts carried me to the previous night, and how I almost, effectively, took out our true opponent before I was stopped by a single phone call from Dante. My eyes stole towards the Vipers and settled on their leader, Victor Viper. That man killed his own father to become the leader of his city, and he didn't bat an eye to marry off his only daughter to a monster like myself, even after what he claimed she went through in the hands of his enemies. Dante fell for it, and so did Elijah Smith. But I'm no fool. I'm no idiot. The Vipers are what they are. They are a bunch of snakes pretending to be allies of the web. They will not fool me, and the

I immediately approached the man. "Is that true what you said earlier?" I asked vehemently. "Hah? Who are you?" asked the man confused. Hayley immediately approached us. She pulled me back a little."He's my acquaintance, Leo. So Mr. Eriksen, is it true about what you said earlier?”Hayley asked the man. “Yes, if I'm not mistaken they found an injured female vampire. They chased until a castle that turned out to be a den of vampires." "When did they attack the vampire?" I asked carefully.