I'm A Snake Novels & Stories

it said again while holding my foot. "H-hey... sho! Sho!" I promise. I even shook my legs to get it to release but it didn't want to let go. "Gosh! Are you trying to be a panda? Pandas are cute!" I just mentioned it. This is so frustrating! What did this snake eat and I'm the one who got into the discussion? "Cooooo...cooooo," said the snake again. That has no intention of leaving my feet. "You don't want to? Do you want to take me home? Do you want to? You want to?" I ask here. I'm only sweating more because of this bump.

He was not an easy person to deal with. This time I was really scared by him. "Please calm down." I implored. "Please calm down, we'll talk to each other." I really wanted to hit myself really hard. Even though I knew Alpha King could read my mind, and knew that he really hated me leaving him, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it. I was a werewolf, but I was raised in a human way. I believed that in order to be happy, I myself would fight for it, not stand still and wait for someone to come and give me happiness.

Now, I feel like I am a little kid who have no right to walk on their own since all my actions are limited. Didn't they forget how I tried to defend everyone from that snake? Isn't it unfair for me to be treated like a small child having his actions surveilled? It might not be like that but all the eyes of everyone I met as I walk around and stand in here seems like they are analyzing some guinea pig who caught their interest. Not mindjng them, a thought came on my mind. I am thinking about the scale of the snake like person we have fought before I got this strange mark on me. I saw how his skin was displayed on the very center that is on top of the front door of this library

Little Black Snake just giggled, then stopped giggling right away: "Boss, what if I die after tasting this? It's fine if I lose my snake life, but I still have to take the civil service exam! I can't die for nothing!" Amelia just grabbed the snake's head with one hand and pushed it into the water: "You're immune to all poisons, what are you scared of!" Little Black Snake gurgled in the water, then after a few seconds lifted its head up: "Does it feel right?" Little Black Snake shook its head: "This smells even stronger than the water at the farmer's market!"

I'm known throughout my family as the resident tattletale, and I refuse to let even the smallest offense slide. When I was three, Aunt Cassandra stole a piece of my cheesecake. That same night, I ran to Grandma's bedside and wailed as though someone had died. The next morning, Aunt Cassandra stepped out of her room with her left foot first, and Grandma beat her so badly that she ended up with a broken leg. When I was eight, my cousin, Penelope Georgiou, secretly hid her lunch money inside her shoe. I immediately tipped off my Uncle Reuben. Penelope not only received a beating, but also got searched down to her underwear and lost every last dollar. From then on, Mom established a new fam

I responded casually. "So what did you do to the snake?" Augusta asked curiously. "I twisted its neck and killed it then I threw it outside the window. If the snake didn't bite me, I would like to pet it and let it go. But it hurt me first, I need to defend myself that's why I killed it," I explained casually, smiling while looking into her eyes, warning her to stay away from me and not try to harm me again or else, she will be the next to die after her pet snake.

“What I do—we do—can be dark and dangerous. A snake is a symbol of rebirth because of the way it sheds its skin. Each day is a new one with more possibilities than we can ever fathom.” “I thought a snake was evil, like the serpent who offered Eve the apple.” “I told you; I’m the bad guy.” He leaned his firm ass against the edge of the desk and crossed his arms over his wide chest. “My turn.” I lifted my hands to my face. “I’m scared.”

“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.

It’s her that doesn’t have a wolf and wouldn’t be able to heal herself. “Snake Kebab coming up,” I responded as I swung my two long daggers. As I walked towards the serpents, the snakes adopted an aggressive posture, hissing at me as a warning. Each day for nearly seventeen years has felt like a bonus day to me. I’m not scared of dying and would sacrifice myself for anyone willing to protect Ora.

yelled a voice, and as I turned to see who it was, there was Haike. “Tsk. Look who else is here? Aren’t you happy with the rank you two got? I wouldn’t be shocked if your mother loves Haiden more than you two,” I said while grinning. They left me alone after Hover smacked me and turned his back on me. I can’t breathe because of the snakes around me, and I'm at a loss on how to overcome my fear. Since then, this has been one of my greatest nightmares since I know snakes are poisonous and a single bite may kill you. I can’t get out no matter what I try. I’m at a loss for what to do or how to fight the fear I'm having. I’ve had far too many doubts since I met Haiden. I wasn’t always like this,