Punished Snake Arm Novels & Stories

The sensation is so sudden and visceral, I double-check to see if I had in fact been injured during the fight off the beach, but my arms are unmarked, except for where the shackles have rubbed my wrists raw, the internal metal spikes rubbing against bones. “Give your body a moment to adjust,” Atremi assesses, standing just out of my reach. “You should start to feel better soon.” “I’ll feel better after I’ve roasted your body over a spit and thrown the bones into the sea,” I snap, imagining the sound of his screams as I smell the sizzle of his skin. It’s been ages since Ona and I had a beach party. I’m sure once she finds out how this snake has abused his power over her family, claimed her he

His eyes widen as Harlan approaches, stuttering out protests, pleads, as Harlan grabs him. And snaps the bones in his arm.

Under severe pain, he immediately drew the knife from his waist and severed his arm! Blood splattered everywhere, and the room was filled with it. The warlock kept that snake as a poison. It would die on the spot if it bit its owner. Furthermore, those snakes were extremely poisonous. If the bitten area were not immediately cut off, the poison would kill the infected in seconds. Alexander ripped his shirt into strips, tied up his broken arm's wound, and looked at Chad, his face pale. He had no idea how the poisonous flower dragon snake he had raised for several years would suddenly bite him.

Be that as it may, Snake didn't see her arms moving, he just felt a virus wind blowing through his body. Seeing such an unfathomable sight, Wild Scar could gaze in dismay. He surged forward to help Snake, yet he could see that he came past the point of no return for Snake on the grounds that the spot where his arm regularly was, was at that point vacant. Alongside his falling arm and blade, Snake dropped to the ground.

"You'll repay the pain Celine suffered a hundredfold. Take her to the ice cellar in the back hills. She stays there until Celine recovers." "No!" The scream tore out of my throat. The ice cellar stayed below freezing year-round. At five months pregnant, how could I possibly survive that? "Ronan, it’s too cold in there. I’ll freeze to death. The baby won’t survive either. Please… punish me some other way. I’ll do anything!" He didn’t even look at me. "Carry out the order. Anyone who pleads for her will be punished as well." The bodyguards dragged me away as I struggled desperately, pulling me toward the ice cellar behind the estate.

What a sly snake! "You keep teasing and bullying me to no end!" I exclaimed, glaring at him. However, Basil just stared back at me, stupefied. Then, he wailed and said, "I never did that!" I wasn't interested in his explanations. I just said, "Stay farther away from me. You're a bad snake!" Basil replied in a choked voice, "I'm not a bad snake. I'm a good snake. You said it yourself. You said that I was the most well-behaved snake in the world!"

Desi replied, feeling the weight of his gratitude. But as Lucas stepped to hug his daughter, she noticed the dark stain spreading across his shirt. “You’re hurt,” she gasped, stepping closer. “What happened?” “It’s nothing,” he said brusquely, brushing her off, but the way he winced told her otherwise. “Let me see,” Desi insisted, her voice firm. She reached for his shirt, and he reluctantly pulled it up, revealing a deep gash along his side, blood seeping through.

Little Black Snake just giggled, then stopped giggling right away: "Boss, what if I die after tasting this? It's fine if I lose my snake life, but I still have to take the civil service exam! I can't die for nothing!" Amelia just grabbed the snake's head with one hand and pushed it into the water: "You're immune to all poisons, what are you scared of!" Little Black Snake gurgled in the water, then after a few seconds lifted its head up: "Does it feel right?" Little Black Snake shook its head: "This smells even stronger than the water at the farmer's market!"

I quickly pulled it out with all frustration in me and he fell lifeless to the ground. I moved on to my next victim. He stroke a punch at me but his arm was too weak. I caught his arm with my left hand. I dipped my right arm into his forearm and ripped out his ulna and threw them on the floor. He cried in pain as I pierced my two-inch claw into his lime-colored omega eyes.

The snake seemed to sense our desire to kill it, and it only tightened its grip, eliciting another scream of torment from Olivia. Without second thoughts, I positioned my bow and arrow and aimed to the snakes eyes, its deadly yellow orbs opened, and it was safely just a few inches before Olivia's skin. I steadied my hands, took a deep breath and released. The arrow flew true, piercing the snake's hide and pinning it to the ground. It writhed in its death throes, finally releasing Olivia from its grasp. I rushed to her side, hoping I wasn't too late and that the sinister venom had not yet done its work.