He's A Cold Hearted Snake Novels & Stories

He handed the pages to me. I scanned through it. “A wyvern, dragon, or a snake.” That narrows it down, I thought to myself. “Well, he calls himself The Snake Man.” So much for enlisting the help of a doctor. “There you have it then. He could be one or all of the above.” Anthony said, “Poisonous fangs, able to transform himself into a monstrous reptile. With or without being able to breathe fire. This sounds like a dangerous individual. Friend of yours?”

He replied. “Ofcourse she means them. She never lies.” I said with a blank face. “Well then we have to make her take the words back.” He said shrugging. “How?” I asked him curiously. “Jealousy my friend jealousy! It is best enemy of any women and mainly a wife. I have a perfect girl for this.” He replied. “Are you out of your mind? Do you even know what you are saying? I can never cheat on my wife.” I said stopping at him and stopped the car taking it sideway.

Her voice dripping with suggestion as she ran a red taloned hand up and down his arm. "I’m tired," Venom said coldly. "Should I come by tonight and make you feel better?" she pressed with a smile. "No," he replied curtly and walked away. Another pack bitch, Ghost, watched the exchange. "You should give up," she said to Snake. "He’s never going to look at you that way." "Watch your mouth, kid," Snake growled. "Or I’ll tear your throat out and hide your body." "Such a drama queen," Ghost muttered, rolling her eyes as she went to join the others.

My hands go behind my back, as I arch my brow. “River wants an update on Sienna’s situation. Did you get any head?” “Not yet, she’s rejected me after every turn. Texas suggested giving her what she wanted, I’m trying but she refuses to take it.” Snake rolls his eyes and closes my door. Snake and I grew up together, like me we never belonged in Liston Hills, but where I had no emotions, he soaked in it. Which made him more dangerous, because emotions is what turned people into monsters and sick fucks. The club kept him grounded but I wouldn’t want to see the day he got pissed off.

Even though he held me by my throat, there was no pain or danger oozing off of him. "Sometimes it’s ok to talk." I said quietly. "Don’t play the fucking shrink. Get the fuck out." He said, letting go of me. He turned his back on me and I felt the pull at my heartstrings. His broad, muscular back... his tattoos... the arrogance and darkness that surrounded him... what about the soul hidden within? The one that was so isolated, no one was able to breach the barriers that kept it locked away from the world. Too far for anyone to pull to the surface.

Hmph. Warmth swallows me. I peer down to see Harry choking on my girth. My fingers dig into his scalp, trying to stem the anger, the image of Selene’s lifeless eyes glaring at me. I move my waist, squeezing the device. “You’re a snake. You’ll ditch me at my weakest.” “Yes, I will,” Godfather says firmly, voice mixing with Harry's muffled grunts. “But this is different. I’m willing to lower my standards.”

His deep voice replied without answering the question, "What do you think about that snake?" I replied, "It was mean." "Why do you say that?" "I passed out after it licked me. Fortunately, its venom wasn't lethal, or I’d be dead by now." His body stiffened, and he said, "What if the snake was trying to save you?" "Wild beasts are ferocious. They will always attack people for no reason and eat them. I…" I suddenly stopped speaking when I realized the wound Taylor left on the back of my hand, where the snake had licked me, was now closed up and healed. Could that snake really have been trying to treat me?

I hated how weak they sounded. Ignoring her pleas, I stepped away and approached the Snake Pit. I opened the glass enclosure, revealing a vibrant, colorful snake coiled within. Its scales shimmered under the dim light, a beautiful creature with a deadly secret. I grabbed its neck firmly, watching as it hissed angrily, venom dripping from its fangs, trying to bite me. “Look at this beauty, Little Mouse,” I said, my voice smooth and taunting. “So pretty, yet so deadly.” I could hear her struggling in the water, her panic palpable. The sight of her fear filled me with joy.

Their interaction made me furrow my eyebrow while my head spun with the possibility of them falling in love with each other, but I buried the thought just as quickly as it came, I observed that Snake is a naturally quiet person when he is out, he prefers to watch and unnerve you with his eyes, he only strikes when necessary and you would never hear it from any of his men that he is going to strike and when he is going to do so, rumours has it that he mostly springs up a surprise attack, so him being a talkative around Bella could only mean one thing. “Or maybe you want to fulfil your wish on my body before killing me yourself, we are about to spiral to a whole level, it is attractive enough

He looked at me dead in the eye and directed the lyrics towards me and they stung so bad ! Guilt, remorse, anger, sadness, etc had started to replace my previous excitement and it seemed as if my song choice had back fired at me when he compared his cold heart to winter and stated that it shall remain cold towards me just like winter would obstinately stay even in the month of August ! He mentioned that his heart could even work as a “Snowpiercer” in the freaking “winter” and that it shall remain so for a long running time. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *