Novel & Cerita He's A Cold Hearted Snake

He says softly. “I don’t care. He can’t be cruel enough to cast me out like this”. Why am I even talking to this callous man ? He doesn't care about me. He only wants to use my body. My stomach roils. I think I might be ill. Shudders wracking my body. I don’t know if it is the cold or the sobbing that almost had me convulsing. I have never felt more dejected in my life.

I said trying to be bold but his sudden laughter surprised me as I stood with mouth agape. "I advise you trade carefully because by the time I'm done with you, you won't know what hits you" he said before standing in front of me " I can make you disappear from this planet if I want so stay away from me" he whispered as I shuddered in fear. He immediately left the room without looking back as I almost collapsed. I've never seen such coldness from a human before and I felt like he actually killed me with his words. "I feel feverish" Chelsea said as she walked towards me.

Snake's Seraphim landed its delicate legs against the disabled mech's chest and bent its knees to mitigate its falling momentum. That left it open to the remaining heavy mech. The heat projector ignored the heavy knight that had been slagged into a molten statue, and ran back to avenge his comrade. With his Seraphim already running hot like an oven, even a glancing hit by the wide-area heat projectors could cause Snake to be boiled alive in his own mech. Acutely aware of the impending crisis, TheSeventhSnake acted in desperation. In a feat of exemplary control, the Seraphim spread its legs like a stripper and leveraged its grip on the embedded knives to spin around the unpowered mech's torso

“Have you ever asked him what he does for a living?” “I don’t have to. I already know he is the heir to THE LUTHRA EMPIRE” “Oh, poor you. Il mio cuore, it’s not too late to come to me, that Mike is a Beast, you wouldn’t want to see his beastly side. He doesn’t have a heart so he can’t love you, but I do, I love you” Ok, I think I have had enough. I don’t want to wait my time arguing with him. I stand up and take a step back from his bed.

“Go back to your room , salsa. I need to rest now” Princess Rania said , looking away. Happiness and curiosity took her mind away that she forgot about her ill father. Was that the reason for his sudden sickness? Poor king! The Emperor was cruel and wicked. Rumors said his second , prince Ivar was heartless. Only those who went to battle saw him. They said he fought like a creature from the underworld. This scared people away from him. Princess Rania wished never see the favorite prince of Aragón. Such a heartless man was supposed to be thrown in a den full of Lion. Whatever may happen to him there, should be recorded in the book of criminals.

"You're alone? And here I thought I would have to find you, but you came directly to me. Didn't you, Rose?" The room began to spin when he called me Rose. I was never getting out of this hellhole. I was going to die, and I'd been stupid enough to serve myself up on a platter to Snake. "Inside." Snake jerked the barrel of the gun, gesturing for me to enter the room. "Why do you hate me so much?" I sneered as I walked inside. Snake glanced down the empty hallway to make sure we were alone before closing the door and locking it. "I don't hate you, Rose. I just hate everything you stand for."

She nodded like an obedient kid. he went cold with fury. "Where?" crystal muttered her strength to answer, "legs." Upon hearing her, he went up and removed his jacket to cover her before going to the older man. "You chose the wrong girl to mess with." He whispered before stepping on the older man's right hand. "Put him in jail." He ordered his bodyguards, whom crystal notice a little late. "Let's go, and I'll bring you to your home." He said with his cold voice

How could I forget he won me to make my life a living hell? He’ll do whatever he feels like to do with my body. He’ll burn me with his slow flaming torture for the rest of my life and he doesn’t care about my pain, the pain which gives him satisfying pleasure. He will be more pleased watching me break with every breath I take in pain. And there is no one for me to save me from his torture which he always calls it as his love. And what would you name it? Maybe, ‘His Heartless Love'. “Too late, Angel.” His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh.

"Everyone here sees what you are. The devil who sleeps with his own brother's fiancée. The bastard who couldn't stand that our father loved me more." The crowd suddenly went quiet. And goodness did I wish I could just disappear, sink into the floor, to wake up and find out this was all a nightmare and my life was yet to come so close to turning to ashes. Dante took a step forward, and his expression shifted, the calm detachment hardening into a more colder expression. He raised his hand and patted his cheeks. "It appears that you have mistaken my dislike of causing harm as an inability to do so." Jace went quiet. His mouth opened, then closed, and for a moment he just stood there, his face p

Pathetic. "Make it up to me?" I cut him off, my voice harder than ice. "Lorenzo, you still don't get it, do you?" I walked toward him, step by step, until the muzzle of my gun was pressed against his chest, right over his heart. Through his coat, I could feel his frantic heartbeat. "I don't hate Cassandra. She's a snake. It's in her nature to bite. I never expected anything human from her." "The one I hate is you."