I Got A Snake Man Novels & Stories

The Black Mamba's body writhed violently before going completely dead. The toxic beast that had claimed countless lives for the Cassanos was finally dead. Seeing her beloved pet slaughtered, Caroline went feral. Snatching a jagged bottle off a table, she lunged at my face like a maniac. "You bitch! You killed my snake! I'll kill you!" This time, I didn't dodge. I grabbed her wrist, twisted it hard, snatched a bottle of high-proof vodka off the table, and splashed it right onto her neck!

It even flicked its tongue. Damn it. Breaking up with Miles Richardson really was the right call. This jerk of a snake-man pretended to be a normal human while dating me, and he wouldn't even let me touch him. Yet when he wanted to take advantage of me, he never once hesitated. I tried to pull the snake out, but it stubbornly wriggled farther in. That slippery, warm sensation glided over my skin. I had felt it in my dreams more times than I could count. Now, I seriously suspected those weren't dreams.

The other two were men, but their eyes glowed red under the streetlight. “Evelyn.” The snake-man hissed. “The Lilim.” “Who are you?” My voice was firm, but my heart raced. “Your ticket to the black market.” He smiled, revealing venomous fangs. “Meizan sends his regards.” Jess grabbed my arm. “Eve, what is happening? Who are these guys?” “Jess, run.” “What?” “RUN!” The snake-man advanced. Nox exploded. There was no other word to describe it.

" One time, I'd been on the verge of telling him that I no longer held a grudge against him—that he should leave and stop coming to see me. But Furball's thoughts gave me such a fright that I dared not say a word. "Don't be fooled by how earnestly this man is apologizing right now! It's all an act. He made a new deal with the system. If you say anything along the lines of forgiving him or that you're no longer mad at him, he can immediately swap his weight with you again, Master.

He screamed as the venom entered his body. “Good boy.” I said before putting the snake back. The man already had a layer of sweat on him. Grabbing a stick, I started carving it as the venom worked through his body. “Let me know when your ready to talk.” It took twenty minutes before I heard anything from him. “Just fucking kill me.” “Tell me what I want to know.” I had made good progress on my snake carving. My signature I leave. If killing him here wasn’t enough, I’ll make it obvious.

"I mean it. I have no choice but to tell you the truth. I came here because of the devil in your water bucket." She glanced at the black snake. The man recalled his recent dreams of the snake flicking its tongue—almost as if it wanted to speak. Ever since the snake arrived, he hadn't slept well. He quickly changed his attitude, offering Aria a stool and even a cup of coffee. Confusion flickered in the black snake's eyes. It dismissed the idea that Aria and Landon were there because of it. In its own estimation, it wasn't significant enough to warrant their attention."

Normal humans couldn't be this cold! Just as I was about to struggle out of his hold, the person began hugging me even closer to himself. Suddenly, I was reminded of Basil, that idiotic snake. "Why did you leave?" I shoved my thoughts aside and looked at him in confusion. What was he talking about? "You—" "Why did you leave me? I really like you a lot! You're not allowed to fall in love with other snakes' eggs. I can give them to you if you want them." I felt utterly confused. My brain felt like it had just short-circuited when I heard the man say that to me.

Then, he asked in a serious tone, "What did you do to the snake creature?" "She attacked us and we fought back," Enzir said. The man's face reflected his anger and he shouted, "What have you done to her? What have you done to Verna? Tell me or I'll strike you now!" The man shook in anger and drew the blade higher, ready to strike. Enzir and Lankko exchanged glances and realized that the man referred to the snake creature as Verna and seemed to have been angered that they attacked her. "Please forgive us. We didn't know." It was Lankko who spoke pleadingly with his head bowing and his hands clasped together.

“What are you doing?” A middle-aged man suddenly barked ahead of us, and the Japanese soldiers who were dragging me and Dicken along stopped, with one of them answering, “Captain, we caught a merman and a human while we were patrolling the bitch.” “Hmmm?” The middle-aged man addressed as ‘captain’ was clearly wearing a different uniform from the other soldiers, and he was walking towards us while studying Dicken from head to tail. Soon, his expression turned solemn and he ordered, “That’s the Black Scale King! The one the professor had been looking for so long! Hurry up, separate him from the human and take him to the professor!”