Punished Snake Arm Novels & Stories

The sound of his sword digging deep into the flesh was strangely satisfying for his ears. The pain had forced the beast to go outrage, wildly swinging its huge head out. Arth stepped back, as the snake was slowly dying from his Blackwinter pierced on its head. Dark blood flowed endlessly and mixed with the snow. At the snake’s last breath, its red eyes faded, then its mouth slowly opened—where a small, purple core appeared glowing inside.

As he run, he slowly transitioned to all fours as a faint glow engulfed him to serve as his armor; the doing of the Lease called Arma Impia. Under the astonished eyes of the large serpent, Mane crashed into the nose of the beast. This nose alone was akin to a small hill, and Mane’s figure was like an ant before the huge snake. But this ant sure could bite. “Splintering Fist!” *Boom* *Hiss*

She grabbed Quinn and quickly went into hiding. Unfortunately, the space was narrow and it limited her movements. Madam Snake suddenly yelled out in pain. A bullet had hit her in the arm. She tried her best to suppress the pain while still grabbing Quinn. She made a leap like an agile monkey. Her venomous voice was heard coming from afar, “I’ll remember you!” Iris leaped down to the ground and quickly helped Finn. “How are you feeling, Finn?”

She didn't know how to escape from the demon that destroyed her life. The guards picked him up and dragged him to a room full of rats. His second punishment was even worse because there were not only rats in that room but a vengeful snake. He was shocked at what he saw and trembled with fear. He remembered the snake he fought in the river. That snake looked scary and had killed many people. "Please let me out of here!" he cried. The vengeful snake woke up when he heard her cry. Crema couldn't move from where she was standing.

Pain exploded, stars bursting in her vision as she stumbled. He grabbed her arm, nails digging in, dragging her toward his rusted truck. "You're coming home, you worthless slut! No more running off with your sugar daddy. I'll beat the disobedience out of you, make you beg for mercy! Life's bitter wrong is girls like you thinking you can defy your father, I'll teach you the truth with my fists!" Kyra cowered, old terror resurfacing, flashbacks of basement lockups, fists raining down, her cries ignored. She whimpered pitifully, body going limp in his grip, tears streaming. "Stop... it hurts..."

he yelled. “Sorry, I didn’t know what I was going to do myself.” I explained. “Who gave you the fucking gun?” he ordered. I shrugged. “I don’t know, didn’t see who it was.” “It was me.” Snake admitted. “The sick cunt deserved it.” He said nonchalantly. “I’m fucking sick of watching the cunts being separated with their dicks, it’s happening too fucking often now.” Ink admitted, I didn’t know what he meant by that, something like this must have happened before.

It was only when she felt a sudden sharp pain in her arm that she winced and frowned. "Ack!" Corinne looked down and saw that a yellowish-green, marble-patterned snake had appeared out of nowhere and bit her arm. She wasted no time in grabbing the snake's body, yanking it away, and turning around to throw it into the grass in the distance. Two deep, bloody bite marks were left on her arm. Corinne tried to remember what the snake looked like earlier and deduced that it was probably not venomous. Jeremy noticed that something was amiss, so he came over and asked her in a serious tone, "What's wrong?"

Gritting my teeth, I cursed under my breath, "Crazy woman. It's not like I bit you. You're the one who got bitten by a snake. Blame the snake, not me." When I tried to move my arms, they refused to obey. No matter how hard I focused, they felt like dead weight, as if they didn't belong to me. At best, I could make them twitch. Dressing myself was out of the question. "That woman is vicious." Time crawled by. Only after half an hour did feeling return to my arms. They were sore and numb, but at least functional. I wasted no time pulling on my clothes and getting out of the hotel.

The large, venomous purple snake crawled towards her, and the mother freaked out as the snake climbed on her body, gliding its scaly self around her until it reached the baby. The mother was helpless as she saw the snake relax on her baby’s arm, below shoulder level, as it burned on the baby’s skin and turned into a tattoo that glows. Despite the pain, the mother was shocked to see that her baby had immediately stopped crying as her black hair had turned white, her dark brown eyes were now translucent, and an amulet was adorned around her baby’s neck.

Harmonia instinctively pulled the trigger. Bang! A gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed his arm. At the same time, a snake fell not far away. The venomous snake was stiff, and its movements sluggish. With the sudden drop in temperature in Blackath City and the unexpected snow, it was caught off guard, clearly having not found a place to hibernate yet. Even so, it couldn't be underestimated. Once bitten, there would be nothing but death awaiting within these mountains.