Jamil Viper Fanart Novels & Stories

he whispered while roaming his hand across her big butts, which were clothed in a tight pantie. "Mr Josh!" One of the guards called out, and he snapped out of his act. "Oops! My bad. I'm sorry. "I was taken away by her lustful body." He complained and got to work. Picking up his mini tattoo machine, he sat down on a tall chair close to her and began his work. He began to draw the vipers logo on the left lap of her body, which is the body of a red shining snake with the name "vipers" in the belly spot of the snake; however, he decorated it with a touch of blue.

“But maybe you can help me with something better.” The second biker chuckled. “You sure you’re in the right neighborhood for that?” “I’m exactly where I need to be.” Before they could say more, a low rumble filled the air — the sound of a bigger engine, deeper, meaner. The crowd around the lot shifted. A matte-black bike rolled in. Its rider dismounted slowly, pulling off his helmet. Jace Malone. Everyone called him Viper. President of the Vipers MC. Mid-thirties, maybe.

With inky black hair, thin eyes, pointy nose, tall and muscular figure, this man was a perfect definition of a Greek God. The whole of his right arm was covered with tattoos, making him look even more dangerous. A knock came up on his door "Come in" His voice resonated. The door to his room opened and Viper walked in with the usual cold look on his face. "Aurelio, the mission you gave Cheetah was successful. The thief has been caught, turns out to be a girl" Viper said, walking to Aurelio. Viper is Aurelio's closest ally. He's the coldest in the clan, you'll never see him smile or laugh. The only person he has long conversation with is Aurelio.

"Enough. You both should stop this. We have more pressing needs and you know that Ariana. I understand Jasmine isn't aware of what is going on yet. You should act more mature" "I'm sorry, Alora" Ariana cooed Alora sighed. "What's your name, young boy?" "Jamal" "The face looks so familiar. Is he a hybrid too?" Alora asked Jabal "No, I'm not. I'm a werewolf" Jamal answered Alora muttered an 'oh'. "I see. Are you Marshall's son?" "Yes" "Now I see the resemblance. He is a good man to have taken good care of his best friend's kids"

"You're learning." Standing behind me with both hands on the back of the chair. Not touching. Just there. Telling the room something without words. The man across the table had burn marks covering half his face. A look at Varek. Then at me... muddy boots and cheap jacket... and his one good eye showed exactly what he thought about that. "Bringing strangers into the Vault now?" Gravel in a tin. Varek reached into his coat and put a flat black box on the green felt in front of me.

They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery. The human king after all this, decided to build a fence to keep his people safe from the dangers of the vipers. These vipers, held in human bodies, had green eyes and all had one motive; enslave humans. It was strictly prohibited to get close to one, because it would only bring demise to the human kingdom. He had to protect his people if the Viper king didn’t settle with negotiations. During this short period of time, war ceased since the Viper King found no way on how to get close to the humans. Nearby the f

Viper holds his hand up to high-five me. ‘Welcome to the club, Zurielle. I’ll introduce you to some of my snakes here. This is Tiger, and over there is Boomslang. Next to him is Adder, over here is Cobra, and also, Taipan,’ he says, introducing me to his friends. ‘Nice to meet you all,’ I say, smiling. ‘Out of curiosity, are all members named after snakes?’ I ask, and Viper chuckles. ‘Mostly,’ he answers, smirking. ‘When do we get the pleasure of seeing you again?’ He asks.

the Viper said. Now she remembered fear. It was sharp and bitter, making her stomach twist. Tessa tried to shrink back but Jason's hand on her arm tightened, holding her in place. His fingers gave her an almost reassuring caress. She remembered the pictures of the last long-term captive the Viper had taken - a red head with green eyes. Vibrant. Colorful. The complete opposite of Tessa. The Viper's gaze turned towards the other two. "Then again, it has been a while since I've had a couple."

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

asked Jasmine who suddenly became nervous. Anya shook her head weakly, she took the cigarette that was in her mouth and threw it away. Anya shifted her seat so she could sit opposite Jasmine. "Listen, this guy called Steven, he is pretty crazy, he'll make you wear whatever he brings. His fetish is really weird, and if you don't give in, he'll throw a tantrum and maybe even beat you up." Jasmine froze upon hearing Anya's story. Is the world of the night that scary?