I Got A Snake Man Novels & Stories

“Then we fight. I won’t run.” Ryan’s lips curved into a faint, approving smile. “That’s the spirit. But remember you’re not alone. I’ll be right here.” As the sun struggled to pierce the mist, figures began to emerge from the forest. The Shadowborn had returned, larger in number, their shapes more terrifying and grotesque than the night before. Limbs stretched at impossible angles, faces half formed, eyes glowing a malevolent violet. They advanced like a living tide, silent and deliberate, yet brimming with lethal intent.

My body hit the ground with a sickening thud, and for a moment, everything went black. Evelyn, meanwhile, was grinning ear to ear at her phone screen, watching the live comments roll in. "You guys are awesome!" she said gleefully. "Thanks for giving me such a brilliant idea. Today, I'll teach these freeloaders a lesson—and let you all see how it's done!" Cold dread flooded me as a terrible premonition crept over me. A second later, a sharp metallic heel came crashing down onto the back of my hand. "Ahhhh!"

Abyron did not take him seriously at all. “You’re just a human, and you dare to stand in my way. Do you even know who I am? I’m the Snake King. With a snap of my fingers, not only you, but everyone here would die.” Auron showed no fear. “Is that so? Then try.” The people behind him stood up as well. Their expressions were calm and fearless. Abyron narrowed his eyes.

“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.

"I'm sure you can think of something -- just look at it for now and tell me how you know him." He shrugs, "I don't do charity." Fuck. Kids these days. Did I mention I hate kids? "I will pay you." His eyes lit up the minute I said pay. "500 bucks." The cheapest deal I ever made. "Done, first tell me who he is," I said letting him see the picture. "I knew it this dude looked familiar, his name is Snake and he works for Montas." I raised my eyebrow, is he kidding? "Who and who?"

’ the snake said. Afterward, the snake suddenly glowed. My mouth hung in awe to see the snake’s new appearance when the dazzling light disappeared. The snake had wings and flew away upwards. He went in my direction and I jumped, then landed on his back. I screamed as he flew higher. “Wohoooo!” I just rode behind the back of the snake dragon and it was so cool. “What is your name?” I asked him when we were in the air below the clouds. ‘I am Armani. The legendary snake of the entire Majika.’ he replied.

The snake grew in size and slithered away while glowing blue. “My spell will keep it invisible and untaggable to humans. All we got to do is follow it,” “Got a spell to get us to wherever that snake gets to?” “Hold my hands,” Senecca and Scott each grabbed Olivia’s hands as she chanted her next spell. “Ut nos in venato,” A sound of purple energy spiraled around the three agents, taking them to what appeared to be a vacant dock across a waterfront. “Um, is it supposed to do that,” Scott asked as the snake slithered around the same spot on the boardwalk.

Only if they relax and stop fidgeting, Harold knew the snake would relax his restraint. What he did not know was that the snake did not mean to kill him at all. The snake man had been instructed to torture them by their superior. He was doing just that. The skin of the snake people was a weapon on its own. They could release venom through their skin if they wanted. At this moment, that was exactly what he was doing. As they were supernatural beings, the snake people could decide the kind of venom they would release. They could control the toxicity of their venom. At this particular time, he was only causing them mental torture. Causing them to hallucinate and see non-existent things.

I give her head a loving pat, grateful that she came on this journey into Levi’s mind with me. Suddenly a man appears before us, green in color, with the scales of a snake covering his muscular, human, form from the neck down. His yellow snake eyes locks onto me and Rieka, a pleased smile spreading across his face, putting my nerves at ease. Damballa… The name whispers through my mind as I stare at the naked snakeman standing before me. “Take my hand and we will begin our sssearch of Levi’sss mind.” With those words he extends out his hands in mine and Rieka’s direction.

The unkempt man motions to a light switch near the door and the younger man flicks it on, lighting up the room the unkempt one is in. Snake, a smaller man wearing a dress suit with short black hair, taking out a piece of jerky from a large bag in his hands intermittently. His eyes sunken into his skull, a dim red glow emitting from inside as he bites down on his tenth piece of jerky, chewing on it slowly before strapping the bag on his waist. "Don't talk much?" Snake pulls on the jerky whilst grabbing one end with his teeth, ripping a piece off before chewing it and swallowing it in full, "I don't like talking." Snake places the rest of the jerky in his hand into his mouth and begins slowly