I Got A Snake Man Novels & Stories

Could that snake really have been trying to treat me? After that, I heard the man say, "I'm that venomous snake." I was shocked into silence. After a momentary silence, I asked, "Are you a Naga, a half-snake, half-human entity? Was that your snake form?" He nodded. These entities had two forms, animal and human. Only an animal with talent, capability, and good luck could hold a human form, which was why entities like these were rare and valuable in the Riverplain Continent.

He pushed me further into the snake pit. My heart instantly leaped into my throat as I struggled desperately, begging the kidnapper to give me another chance. I had been reborn. Did I still have to die? The kidnapper spat out the words in anger, "You took the hard way when I gave you the easy way out! Do you think I won't kill you?" He pushed me forward again so violently that I stumbled and almost fell into the dark snake pit. The hissing sound at the bottom of the pit grew louder. It was like countless venomous snakes were laughing at my stupidity and ridiculous love for Theodore in my previous life.

A lot of people stayed away from me because they considered my father harsh and dangerous. Alexander had not corrected the man that I was not one of his Suka. The smirk on the man's face was evident. He must have thought that I was a prostitute. "Petrov," Alexander called in a deadly tone, maintaining eye contact with the Chinese man. However, he was actually calling on the Russian man, who turned to look at him. “Yes, Viper”, Petrov replied. Viper? I almost laughed at the nickname, but I was able to stifle in my laughter without letting any of the men know that I was about to laugh.

He was a snake, through and through. Avi and I continued to discuss matters until nearly an hour passed. I walked him out, the cool night breeze ruffling his hair. As soon as he reached his car, he turned and leaned in closer to me, his breath reeked of alcohol, yet his gaze held something deep and provocative. “We can still end things on a better note, Nero. I'm in need of a good…” he traced a finger down my chest. “Workout.” I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away from my chest, raising it to my lips to kiss. His cheeks flushed instantly.

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.

His head was completely bald and a snake tattoo ran from his chest to twist around his neck, up his temple and ended halfway along his skull. The snake has two heads. “I'm gonna get those back right?” I asked, motioning to my gear. “We'll see.” Snake tattoo replied, mimicking my earlier smile with his teeth wide open. We began the long walk to The Viper. The rookie walked in front, shoulders high obviously proud of this important role he got to play. Bald headed snake guy walked beside me and the last one brought up the rear, his gun trained on my spine. I tried to map out the turns we took but it quickly became clear they had been anticipating that so we kept taking a lot of unnecessary tur

That should be me. I don’t care who she is or where she came from. All I need is an entry. A small opening to sink my claws in. I’ll smile, flatter, maybe even cry some crocodile tears about how hard life’s been. Women like her like feeling superior. I’ll let her feel like she’s rescuing me. And then? I’ll take everything. Cipher D’Amato. Now that is a man worth stealing. Richer than God, crueler than the devil, and exactly the kind of man who needs a soft, dangerous woman by his side. I’ve been watching his moves for years, waiting for an opening.

Fane could not believe that Graham only just noticed the eight-tailed demonic snake that was hundreds of meters tall. With such a large snake right there, he was still asking Fane why the masked man was so badly injured? Was that guy mentally deficient? Fane smiled lightly and said with a slightly cold tone, "Do you not see that eight-tailed demonic snake?" Graham furrowed his eyebrows. "Eight-tailed demonic snake? That's called an eight-tailed demonic snake? You're incredibly knowledgeable, Fane, and you know everything! Compared to you, I feel like I'm lacking."

Its tongue hissing back and forth as if give him sweet kisses. "Oh, my sweet girl." he smiled at her. What the man had on his shoulders was an exotic reptile that he rescued from an illegal exotic animal smuggler. Since the old man had an affinity with animals, their village chief had decided to entrust to him a small, green snake with a poisonous bite. The Green Pit Viper.

"Don't even think about it. My men are outside." Sighing, he looks at me. "One of my men got shot last night. Lost him. I need someone to replace him and I think you're the best one to replace him don't you think?" I stilled. The fuck he mean replace one of his men? "Depends on what you'll have me do," I grumble in displeasure. The thought of working for Snake made me feel nauseated. I pressed my lips together to not hurl. "Just drop a few drugs here and there." Snake shrugged nonchalantly.