Female Naga Novels & Stories

“She’ll be okay, but she’ll need a bit of time.” I nodded. “Okay, report,” he said. “Forty injured, nine serious, no death.” I let out my own sigh of relief. “The one that came with Elaeya were prisoners. The woman is a naga.” I felt my eyebrows go up at that. Those are not frequent around here and nagis are pretty badass from what I heard. “Named Pavarti. The man is a drake.” My eyes widened even more. Those are nearly instinct and probably as rare as spirit wolves.

Her eyes glowing dangerously as she snarls at her in her human form. “You fucking bitch! I knew you were alive all this while.” “And what are you going to do about it, Nika? You tried to kill me once, are you here to finish the deed?” Nika move forward but the angry Naag held her hand, making sure his poisonous claws was only an inch away from her skin and Nika was well aware of his threat. “Let me go you ugly beast!” She still find the little strength in her to poke at the Naags that laughed alongside his friend.

"Because you are my Alexander, Alexander, you were in Naga's visions, you are my destiny, Alexander." "I don't understand, who is Naga and why me?" "Naga is a Merdragon." "Like a sea dragon with a tail?" "They are powerful, Alexander, and very wise, I am here to find Atana's SoulPearl and you are my road to Atana." "How is that even possible?" Alexander cried, dropping his towel and turning to pull briefs from his closet. "I know nothing of your world, I hold no links whatsoever, if truly I did, believe me, I would know, my mother is a great storyteller and she never forgets an incident and isn't this Atana the same you said got killed by my Kind, I think this wise Naga made a mistake."

“The Naga people do not eat snakes, but we are closely related. Among the snakes in the forest, there are some that we teach to become dragons if they have the potential.” Dragons? Zen felt that the game story writer had gone overboard with this floor’s lore for some reason. The snake with the potential to become a dragon belongs to Korean mythology. It was also known as the imoogi, although the Chinese have their own versions of snake demons. The Naga were a semi-divine race originating from India and known for their wisdom. On the other hand, the Lamia was a female demon from Greek legends that seduced men and devoured children. What was this mixed pot of snake-themed stories? Zen would ha

She was probably thinking about how I'd humiliate myself tomorrow. I watched Katherine coldly as she turned to leave, humming an odd werewolf song. The tune grated on my nerves, and I had to resist the urge to cover my ears. A group of pack girls happened to pass by, all greeting Katherine with enthusiastic waves and smiles. One of them, a redhead named Lily, called out, "Katherine, we heard you discarded your sensitivity enhancement stone. Are you still participating in tomorrow's selection?" Katherine glanced at me with a sly smile, then resumed her innocent act. The transformation was so smooth, it was almost impressive.

Maya and Yana looked at the lady, Maya moved closer and bent over. "Who is commanding him?" Maya asked in a soft tone, caressing her hand. "I don't know but he also receives a call from The Boss" "The Boss again?" Yana huffed "Do you know if it's a male or female?" "I wouldn't know, I'm only subjected to orders and know what he wants me to know." "And who are you to him?" Yana asked "His maid and sex slave" her eyes now glistened with tears

QUEEN NATASH, the most powerful woman in Los Angeles and the boss of NATEL casino where all the games take place. Natasha Garcia was born to the family of Smith and Helen Garcia. Me Smith worked as a driver for a very influential politician, but one day he witnessed a murder scene that cost him his life and that of his wife. Little Natasha had to grow up alone in the street eating from the waste and she grew up desperate for a way out of poverty. She was finally scouted by Mrs. Cruz who took her into her casino. Her job was as a stripper who had to tend to all the needs of their clients.

However, just as they were ripping my clothes off, two dragons blasted the treetops with their flames. Everyone ran, including me. After all, dragons are known to be one of the most powerful beings in existence, and the most menacing, too. I ran as hard as I could, but I was exhausted and tripped. I rolled down a hill, landing at the feet of a woman who was patting down a few embers that were smoldering on her dark green dress. Her eyes were kind, and her touch was warm and soft as she helped me to my feet. Her husband came over and healed my scrapes the best he could. He carried me to their modest home in the heart of the Naga Tribe.

Screams—pleasure and pain—slithered through the cracks. Inside the Room of Fates, the walls were covered in silken vines that moved on their own. In the center stood a plinth of black marble, and tied to it was a stunning Naga, her serpentine lower half coiled tight around her own tail. Her breasts were full and glistening, her tongue forked and eager. “She was once a priestess,” Terra whispered, stroking the Naga’s chin. “Now she serves as a seer and a cum oracle. With every climax, she speaks prophecy.”

"You must save the race of the Nagas and restore peace to our land." "But...But...I'm just a normal girl! I have no magic or power," I protested. "How could I do such a thing? Going to war? Save your Naga race? I think you must've gotten the wrong person!" "I have a better solution to this matter," the girl whose name was Tusita said. "How about you prove to us that you are worthy of being our savior?" "Excuse me?" I said with a frown.