Novel & Cerita He's A Cold Hearted Snake

Deep inside, a cold shiver crawled through him. 'Tch. That girl is a serpent!'

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.”

He ran his hand on her cheek sending a cold shiver down her spine as he whispered, “I’m not done with you. I’ll break you and tear you apart until you’re like me. Nothing but a fucking shell existing.” His words sent a chill down her spine, and she moved back but she could only move so far on the couch. “What are you talking about?” she whispered. “I’ll save you every time,” he continued, his tone laced with venom. “I’ll pull you back from the brink, over and over, so you can pay for what you did. You’ll live with it, Scarlet. With every breath, you’ll remember.”

he spat out and I furrowed my brows in annoyance. " What? " I asked him. " Don't try to act oblivious as doing that means all I'm saying is right. You act like you're a good person, however, there's a snake inside you that you have kept hidden because of your status. If you're given the chance to power, the snake in you will awaken and you'll become as manipulative and conniving as the others. You'll do that because you want to live, you'll cast away other people just to save your skin. That's what you all are, the people of Moonfire Pack, everyone of you, " he growled, clenching his fist so tightly as his breath shuddered and his eyes darkened.

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.

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

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.