I Got A Snake Man Novels & Stories

Especially Ivan. A look none had lived to tell the tale about crossed his handsome features. “If I am the Snake,” he said slowly, drawing out his words as he approached, “then what do you presume to be? My first blood?” The tip of his sword was at the man’s throat. “You will bring ruin to us!” The man snarled. Famous last words.

His ego was on the line. ( Piss off, who are you?) “It talks. Seriously what does your name mean?” Snakes’ was so serious that you would've thought the question he asked was relevant. He turned his iPad toward the man tied in chains after pressing some buttons, and a live footage of a family made the man's eyes bulge out of their sockets.

In a dark city, a man looked at his surroundings with a smile in his eyes. “What a coincidence. I landed in Monster City, exactly where I want to be.” A sinister glint flashed in the man’s snake-like eyes. A bellow rang in his ears. “Who’s there?” The man looked toward the city. He licked his lips with a forked tongue before he said, “Dragon snake, Lexon.” The person with the bellowing voice fell silent while Lexon stood smiling.

Isla The second I opened that encrypted file, my screen exploded with intel. Names, dates, locations - but not a single damn photo. Just one name staring back at me like a death warrant: Don Salvatore Mancini. AKA "Il Serpente." The fucking Snake. I leaned in closer. No pictures. Ever. The guy was a ghost. Every photographer who tried ended up missing. Cameras malfunctioned around him. Zero digital footprint. The man didn't exist - except he very much did.

Recalling Kyle, she ventured, "Roel, do you know Kyle Luther?" The mention of Luther triggered a visceral reaction in Roel, who screamed in anguish and retreated from the enclosure. "Luther killed my Belinda, KILLED MY BELINDA!" he bellowed. Witnessing his transformation, Rosette watched in awe as Roel's form shifted, revealing a towering, fearsome creature. The wolf man, towering at eight feet, loomed over her with piercing golden eyes and elongated features. Abruptly, he transformed into a large wolf devoid of human traits and bounded away.

I'd already greased the hotel staff. The big screen lit up—Ella climbing out of luxury cars, hanging on a greasy old guy, kissing the bald head of another. Danny doubled over laughing, then shot Finley a look that screamed 'cuck.' "Outta all the women, you picked a whore. You even sure whose kid she's carrying?"

Because of its blue tone, its eyes appear to be frozen. "Get ready," Jake shouted, pointing his gun at the snake, which stared him down. What they don't understand is why it doesn't move and only watches them. However, when Vanessa took a step closer, the snake became alarmed and began to advance towards Vanessa but, the snake was halted by a voice. A familiar voice exclaims, "Honey!" Someone unexpected appeared a few moments later. The snake came to a halt as a result of his yell, but it stayed upright in the water. The man who emerged from some part of the place looked them in the eyes seriously.

“Take your disgusting henchmen and your tiny dick energy and leave this minute.” His smile vanishes. Eyes narrow to slits. “Little girl, watch your mouth.” I square my jaw, refusing to back down. “Fuck out of my apartment before I call the cops. You got your money. We’re done.” He takes one step back toward me, looming, snake tattoo gleaming. “You don’t want to mess with me, princess. They call me Snakehead for a reason.” Like I care what they call him. I just want him gone.

“You don’t sound like you’re having a good day, hatchling? Do I need to come—?” “Why the fuck is your car in our garage?” “You liked it. I gave it to you.” “Yeah? Is that all it takes?” “Yes. What? Not to your liking? I could send a new brand—” “Look, fucker,” The words came out of my mouth with venom. “Whatever happened last night didn’t happen, okay? I thought you were a normal person that needed help not a… not a fucking Snake—” “And what’s so wrong about being a Snake?” He sounded amused.

"How to proceed? If we can't kill them, we'll find someone else who can." "Someone else? Who?" Stanley asked Susan in confusion. Susan suddenly took out her phone and scrolled through it. There was still internet access. "Him." Susan pointed at the phone screen. Stanley's pupils widened involuntarily when he saw the image on the screen. "Is that… a snake?" Susan nodded. "Yes. This is a message from a pet store owner. The mechanical snake is his pet. If we serve him, he'll get revenge for us," Susan spoke viciously, her face filled with resentment.