He's A Cold Hearted Snake Novels & Stories

“Who cares if you’re from the Basalt? You can’t do anything to me. “As for this girl… You can’t save her.” “But…” Finn’s face changed and he was about to make another attack. “What’s wrong? Not giving up?” Madam Snake saw through him and said with a savage laugh, “Take a look at your right palm.” Finn quickly lowered his head to look. He realized the center of his palm had turned black. It looked like black energy was squirming within it. “There’s venom in your true energy?” He asked furiously. “You’re not stupid.” Madam Snake grunted coldly and said, “My snake venom is inside you. If you force yourself to channel your energy, the venom will attack your heart and veins. Once that happens, ev

He shifted slightly in his seat, wincing as a sharp pang of pain shot through his torso, a sensation he quickly masked so Elara wouldn’t worry or try to stop him. "He is letting us come," Kian stated grimly, his gaze fixed on the passing shadows and derelict buildings outside the window. He looked tired, pale, and weak, but his spirit remained as unbreakable as steel. "He is arrogant. He is entirely convinced that the moment we step foot inside that old building, we are walking straight into a cage that he built specifically to trap us. He thinks he is the hunter and we are the prey blindly rushing into his open jaws. He believes that once he has us there, surrounded and cornered, he can fin

“My mother? I guess she passed on more than her good heart.” “I’m the Onyx Snake of Death, you think this venom is enough to kill me? You’re naïve,” he spits. His tail whips out, catching me around the throat, gripping me so tightly, that I feel like my eyes will pop out of my skull. Black spots dance along my vision quickly, and I feel my head become heavy. I try to slow down my breathing so I can get enough oxygen to not pass out and reach my tail out wrapping it around his neck as tight as I can.

he mutters, still with that smile perched on his face. How does he know my name anyway? This just further tells me he's been asked to do this by someone I know. Or, someone who knows me. I can't tell. I'm just so confused and well, this man with the ugly scar across his face frightens me. But I don't let it show. He continues, "I'll introduce myself too. I'm known as the Snake. Do you know that it means the deadly flower and berserker? One is because I poisoned some of my victims. The other is for how I have to specifically stab them countless times."

Meanwhile, the cold breeze added the weight of dread weighing on her heart. She stared at the endless route and responded, "The snake's den."

she snickers. “He is very cold hearted and literally doesn’t allow anybody penetrate to him. He has carved his name in the hearts of everyone in leadCity. Everyone knows him as he is a business man and more. He is also feared by a lot as I earlier told you.” She explains smiling. “ I actually think he is just overly proud and egoistic. In fact, I think he is a psychopath. Only a mentally deranged person acts like he does” i flinch.

Hadrian Ironpaw POV The snake is gone, but his stench lingers like rot. Fenrick paces, his wolf form bristling, while Nythor sniffs the air, his tiger eyes sharp. "He suspects," I growl, shifting back to human form, blood still crusting my wounds from our earlier scrap. "Coilheart's a vicious shit. If he finds her first..." Fenrick snarls agreement, shifting too. "He'll break her. Use her like a vessel."

"We should get this over and done with, or else I might as well kill Alex once and for all," Chris responded with a sneer in his voice, his anger still simmering beneath the surface. The intensity of his emotions lingered, tainting his words with a dangerous edge. He relished the thought of revenge, envisioning a scenario where he could bring Alex to his knees for the pain he had inflicted upon Chris and his loved ones.

I said ,and he rolled his eyes. I noticed that his eyes was on my neck ,then I remembered ,the necklace.. "Salamander!!" he said ,and I itched my brow.. "Are you?the girl from eleven years ago?" he said ,and I nodded positively.. "I love salamanders , I even have a studio filled with drawings of them. I can show you some when we're done with eating"he said " Why? "I said , and he looked at me confused " Why what? "he said

Snake, a mercenary for hire had been one of my good friends while I trained to join the army, he created this underground channel to interact with his customers. He calls himself snake because of his ability to slitther in and out of places without being seen, just like a snake and the man did have the attributes of one, he was smart and dangerous. I knew he is the only one that could carry out this job efficiently but at the same time, I knew it would be very risky to trust him.