Overwatch Viper นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Our victories had completely made them submissive, but now we were back in a new life with new events that didn't make sense. Why was the Viper, who was so viciously loyal to Voss’s pack, suddenly so eager to be on our side? It was an advantage, a dangerously lucky advantage, but she was like a rose, appealing, but you had to remind yourself that it had thorns. Ending her would be smarter, but if she was really honest...

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.

He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Hades stands in the middle so we can all see him—but strangely, his eyes are on me. “The assassin for this job is Viper.” Everyone stills. Blood slowly drains from Jake’s face. I drop to my knees. “Alpha Hades—” “You’ve always been curious about the killers of your parents, right?” He has a small smirk on his face as he stares at me, and I ball my hands into fists. “And you’ve always wanted to be a full member of the Nameless.”

" So you see me and Viper were the best Duo! You won't believe we even looted the Roya-" " Charlie" He dismisses Eirene. Showing her his hand. Continuing with the story. While the kids keep in their laughs. " So where was I? Yaa Viper is a very dense character. He never used to speak much and only later I realised! That's because Viper was a girl! She was undercover. Well isn't that cool! Our Alpha Queen as the Viper! Seriously I-" Tapping his shoulder. He turns around in irritation. " What man! Can't you see I am-"

Near him, two men sat in tense silence—Rafael and Mosby, looking tense. Meanwhile, standing beside them was a young man dressed in black from head to toe, with long, dreadlocked hair tied back. He had a black snake tattooed across his face. This was Black Viper, Grand Viper's other most trusted enforcer. He and White Viper had been Grand Viper's fangs—until now. Now, one of those fangs lay dead before him. "Sir, please… You have to avenge White Viper and slaughter everyone connected to the Wrights—burn their whole damn legacy to the ground!" Black Viper hissed, his voice hoarse with grief as he knelt beside the corpse, cradling her body.

Kylie fought with fierce determination, her training guiding her every move. They reached a locked door at the back of the base. Lysander signaled for his team to prepare for a breach. On his signal, they burst through the door, guns drawn, ready for anything. Inside, they found The Viper, his face obscured by shadows. He turned to face them, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “Welcome, Lysander,” The Viper said, his voice dripping with malice. “I’ve been expecting you.” Lysander’s eyes narrowed. “It’s over, Viper. You’re finished.”

“But, please notice that you’re tied, and not fucking zip-tied, because at least I’m a better man than you and your trained gorilla.” “You’re a dead man is what you are,” he said. “Nope. You tried that, and as you can see, I’m still alive.” “Not so pretty now, though, are you?” Viper said, smiling. “Yeah, but I’ll heal, and your face is stuck like that forever.” “I’ll gut you like a pig, right after I choke the life out your whore of a woman… right in front of you.” I smiled. “Who? Her?” I asked, pointing to Cricket who was sitting six feet behind him.

, Far across the city, in the dim underground of a surveillance lab, a man watched the same footage on a private monitor. He wore the same watch. His face bore the faintest resemblance to Damien; but his eyes were colder. Hardened. Scarred. He turned to the woman behind him, a familiar figure in black. Viper. For the first time in years, the man spoke, his voice rasping from disuse. “They’ve seen me”,. Viper smiled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Let them hope. Hope is the sweetest poison”, The screen went dark.

He smiled faintly as the sound reached him, like someone enjoying a private joke. “Still defiant,” he murmured. “Even after all this time.” One of his lieutenants—a wiry vampire with bone-white eyes—bowed low. “My lord, the girl remains unbroken. The brand refuses to bind.” “I am aware.” His tone carried the easy disdain of a predator used to obedience. “And your excuses bore me.” He stepped down from the dais, the hem of his coat brushing the floor with a whisper of authority. “Do you know what weakness smells like, Varos?”

He got away and gazed at me with adoration, I gulped and unbuttoned his white shirt but before I can remove it, he stopped me. Why? Does he want me? "Are you sure?" He asked and I nodded frantically, I didn't care about anything. I wanted him right now. Rhyker smirked and removed the white shirt he was wearing, moving his wide shoulders as well? I gawked at the masterpiece and felt myself drooling over his toned chest. He unbuckled his belt while telling me to open the drawer of the night-table, I complied with his order and opened it, taking out one condom. The condom felt pricey to use as well, it was black and the name was intense.