Naga Fantasy Novels & Stories

I told her. “All the hounds of Hell are coming. I will leave before then.” I looked at her curiously. “Little vitteraï,” said the naga. “You have the sight?” “I do,” she replied. “You can’t have it with this collar,” the naga said. “I don’t need the sight to know that my husband is coming.” The naga scoffed and laid her back against the wall. “You won’t be this hopeful once they get to you.”

They’re mostly jade-green with white and blue marbling and my skin is burned where the bangles touch my skin. Oh no, I know exactly what this is. Setia taught me about what things are dangerous for a nagata. Nagatas are vulnerable to iron, a flower known as snake's head and a gemstone called serpentine. Iron has the same effect on a nagata as silver does to a mutolupus. Snake's head is poison to my kind; in small doses, it weakens us painfully, in large doses it’s fatal and serpentine can render us as good as human. Even kill us.

{You know the basis of this contract right? “There is no human without negative karma. There is no need to worry” {I will watch over you as I said, Natalia. I am interested in your life} Natalia smiled, staring outside. It was still dark and gloomy but with the fairy mother, the world felt infinitely brighter. It was funny how she was from the forest of damnation, no that was wrong. The fairy mother was the mother of all things that lived in the forest. The forest was her body, everything growing from one root. Because of the dense mana her body emitted, monsters, mythical creatures, and fairies flocked to the forest, turning it into their habitat.

“But forget about me. You have to be careful Nico. This Snake Man or Naga you told me about – you say he is keeping Constantin captive and his venom is slowly killing him?” “Venom? You never told me that.” Darina scowled at me. “What in god’s name is a Naga?” “An ancient snake race.” Mariana said. “There has to be an antidote for the venom I might have some books on it. Darina can help me search for it while you’re away.” “Good.” That ought to keep her occupied, keep her mind off me for a while, I hoped. “I have yet to see him transform if that is at all possible.”