I'm A Snake Novels & Stories

How unfortunate. “I thought I had seen it all, but I just discovered a new snake, as green as the field, its bite is not so vile so I die slowly. Its cool tongue my comfort as I slip into my misfortune.” "Do you require a snake? I am honestly lost.” "With friends like you, I don’t need one.” "What? I will be pissed if this is one of your regular hormonal imbalance crap.” “Shut your slimy mouth up.” "Aaliyah, you are succeeding in pushing me away.”

The snake was the size of a desert cobra, red in colour, with green eyes and a black slithering toungue. "Bring her back to me!" The snake said,slithering still. "She is not yours to have,she created you,now you will listen!" Said Chloe. Monea began to move,she coughed slightly then stood up. "What is this?" She asked. Then she looked at the glass chamber and saw the snake she created. "Oh now I remember! Take me to my father where I asked you to!" She demanded "Your father is dead,so us your mother if you want them then come inside!" Said the snake.

It felt amazing! I looked up and I saw that the big snake was now in front of me. The snake was almost twenty feet tall, and it was a king cobra with three red eyes. I could hear its voice, and it was the same voice as the voice that was laughing at my prayer in my room. I was frozen in fear again. I couldn't even close my eyes because I was petrified with fear.

“Of course not my King.” “Explain then why my dragon is feeling enamored of Miss Grey here, that something is shutting my dragon out, wanting to stay hidden.” “My King, my sister’s dragoness is naturally shy.” “Her what?” His rough voice echoed around the room as his eyes flashed yellow in disbelief. “My sister has merged with her dragoness.” “Impossible!” Sorin was playing his role excellently. “Scylla …” My voice was soft and coaxing. Scylla was a wild card in this whole plan because it would all go to shit if she lashed out at him.

Albus Mons took me when I was just five, so the knowledge of my species is limited. I am a nagata; a serpent being, but unlike a mutolupus, I do not have a spirit that resides within me. I am the human, and I am the snake. I am stronger and faster than a wolf with superior senses. I know my mother was a nagata and my father was a mutolupus, yet I am not a hybrid.

] [She definitely knows the snake is Miles and is doing this on purpose. [Wow! Now I'm fully invested.] The snake seemed scared of frightening me and quickly dropped the aggressive stance. With a soft thump, it flopped into my arms and shook, as if it was crying. But snakes don't have tears. And they can't talk. So this was the only way it could show sadness. I hugged the black snake and coaxed it. "I know. They're all worse than my ex, but that guy won't even come back to comfort me. Maybe I should just pick one from here instead."

“Come out and tell me to my face that while I was gone, you went ahead and married my wpman lke the sanke that you are. " i wanted to tell him that I was not his woman, and that he shpuld nevber address me as such again, but before I could say anything, Sasha beat me to it. “You are the one that is a snake. A very cunning one for that mater, and do you know what I do to snakes that trespass where they do not belong?” I take a club or a very big rock and I smash their heads to pieces. Now, I might be overlooking this silly behaviour that you are exhibiting right now, but the next time you refer to my sister as your

shouted Thurstin. "Fuck you!" I shouted. And his laughter resounded all around. He tripped me up. Stupid! *ten minutes later* "It wasn't even venomous, Jesus. You're scared because of that. It's small." Thurstin and I were walking again. Looking for a trail where desert travelers might pass. The man explained that the snake I saw was still a baby. And that is not fatal. Well, even. "A snake is a snake, Thurstin. Whether it's small or big. They're both scary!" I'm hungry

My darned jaw, too big for anything but housing large teeth, is disguising the high-pitched effect of my voice, and it's not coming off nearly as terrified as I'm trying to convey. King's massive body turns, his arm raised. "Is there a hound below the surface?" "No," I scream again and try to back away from King who hasn't released me. "It's on top of the water, you dunderhead. How can you not see it?" I climb his frame, my foot finding purchase on his shoulder, and then I'm up so my entire body is out of the water, crouching to keep my balance. Without moving and possibly dislodging me, King barks, "A snake?"

"That's fine. I will build it." Suddenly, I wanted to tell him everything about myself. Every single event, my childhood, my dreams, my plans, and my goals. Frowning, I bit my lip and quickly changed the conversation. "I like the color, White. I have trypanophobia which is fear of needles or injections, and ophidiophobia, a fear of snakes-" "Snakes? I think you are not afraid of my snake for sure." He added in between. If I was drinking water, I would have coughed it.