Nagini Snake Novels & Stories

He turned his head slowly to look back at me, a subtle, highly amused smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Nina," Nikolai said smoothly, his voice laced with faint entertainment. "That is a small, completely harmless garden snake. It is barely six inches long and probably more terrified of your screaming than you are of it." "I do not care if it is two inches long or named Bob!" I shouted, scrambling out of the lean-to on my hands and knees and wiping the cold sweat from my forehead. "It has no legs and it slithers! I am not sleeping in that tent! Absolutely not!"

"All you have to do is just imagine those rings rotate back into their original positions. When all the seven rings are aligned, it would reveal a hidden image of a snake!" "A Naga," Dad corrected. "A seven-headed Naga symbolizes timelessness and immortality. The Nagas are also guardians of sacred entrances." "So does it mean the spiral is some kind of an entrance?" I asked. "Possibly," he said. "Well, but the problem is the spiral can't be moved," Dr. Ivan sighed. "We've tried." "You forgot one thing, Doctor," Dad said. "The Moonstone." Obviously, the Moonstone was the key to unlocking some hidden mechanism inside the spiral.

He would be someone who would protect her… I guess I should dive in and find out. “Mei is a nagata,” I tell him. His eyebrows practically disappear into his hair, “I thought those were a myth.” “So are we technically.” “Good point. So, you’re saying she’s a snake?” He clarifies. “That’s correct,” I nod. “Though I haven’t seen her snake form. She’s actually never shifted, her form is there though, I’ve seen it in her eyes.” “That explains Chris’s mark,” he muses to himself. “Only thing I remember reading about nagatas is they were powerful and often guardians of royals or other powerful figures like that. How the hell does one end up a slave in a wolf pack?” He asks incredulously.

Calihan parked the car and they slowly made their way into the snake forest as he held her hand. Something hissed behind them and they stood still. They turned around slowly to see a pregnant Nagini staring hungrily at them. "Food", she hissed. "Bidani, where are you?", Diya knew that voice too well. "Gracchus!", Diya yelled. Another snake appeared in the distance, coming for Diya who eagerly waited for it. "Nagini!", he used his human hands to hug her and she hugged him back. "Who is she?", the Nagini hissed and frowned.

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.

If they didn't serve them well, it would bring disaster upon themselves and their families. Nina was a snake deity who had lived for more than a century. She could not count the number of slaves she had had over the years. She had no feelings for her slaves. Conversely, she would have to serve the master she had sworn loyalty to, and she would do it well. "Your divine highness, I… I'm too afraid to say anything. The one who told me to come and get the object—" "Then you can die right now!" There was an icy gleam in Nina's eyes as she reached out to grab the old man's throat.

The serpent responded in a sibilant hiss and leaped towards them in the deadliest move that would freeze anyone in the air. “Runnnnn! Teressa! RUNNN!”, Murphy screamed. Teressa stood there petrified, looking at him to arrive. They were hopeless against the power and uncooperative creature. Naag the serpent started to reveal wholly through the big circular door as if it were designed for it, it turned out to be a long, huge and disgusting. It couldn’t wait any longer for the task to be finished. With a swift movement of its heavy, hairy tapered tail, it took hold of the Teressa so tightly that she couldn’t move but scream atop her voice.

"Come to me! Come to me! She shrilled hysterically, the fire around her illuminating her skin. The snake continued to crawl to her; it crawled around the circular fire, as if trying to look for a way to enter. But then it finally crawled through the fire, its scaly black skin shiny. Immediately the snake crawled through the fire… The circular fire erupted into a blazing flame, then suddenly went off. The whole place was quiet; Saprina was on the floor, her knees kissing the ground, her body bent backwards in a way that her face was facing the ceiling. The Sango had stopped playing the melodious flute. The snake continued to crawl to where Saprina was and trailed on her skin. It crawled on he

I saw utter incomprehension in his eyes, as if he were more surprised that the mouse was attacking the snake than he was bothered by the pain. Shocked, Nigel rushed toward us. Not daring to break my grip, however, he simply gesticulated uselessly with growing annoyance, while the one in my grasp didn't bat an eyelid, just staring at me. "You are a crazy child!" Nigel exclaimed furiously. "You're risking your life! Do you even know who you're attacking? He is the Blood Prince of New York!" "In case you haven't figured it out yet, I don't give a damn! What I do know is that throwing pheromones at someone who doesn't consent is considered hunting! You're risking much more than me on this one!"

Liu Ting loved complimenting his eyes. Si Ning was one of a kind, the one called pretty boy, cute and his beauty could rival most beautiful women with his luminous flawless smooth skin almost like polished translucent jade. He was one person that would steal the spotlight wherever he was which made him land into trouble most times since he would never allow a perverted old man or woman to try to grope him in a club.