Realistic Crochet Snake Novels & Stories

Rachel said angrily, "What gave you the right to send him away? Did you even ask if he wanted this? You've always been so selfish, Elsie! You never think about other people’s feelings. "How can he adapt to the wild when he’s been living in comfort for so many years? Letting him go free in the wild is equivalent to murdering him!" The air was suddenly filled with dust swept up from the ground. Rachel, who was busy throwing a tantrum, swallowed a mouthful of it. Once everything in the air had settled, a giant python appeared in front of everyone. When it stood on its tail, it was as tall as two men. The python was shiny white, with silver circles imprinted all over its body. The patterns on it

Snake always used different numbers anytime he contacted me, the only way you could be sure with it's him, is the special snake emoji at the bottom, it wasn't the usual kind of Emojis on phone, it's a bit unique and specially designed. I feigned a headache and slipped away from the girls. It was getting dark by the time I drove across town to get to the outskirts, it was dark already when I found my way to the entrance to the cave. The entrance is a tomb, a large one with a metal front, you slide open the metal and you use the rope hanging down the tomb to get to the bottom. The moment you get down into the darkness, you switch on the lights and press the buzzer, a large red button, it makes

’ He saw her narrow shoulders tense but she did as he ordered and he stepped forward and used the stick to carefully move the black and yellow snake away from her shoulder. She turned her head slowly, her eyes widening as she focused on the thick, exotically coloured snake that slowly climbed the tree next to her. ‘Is it poisonous?’ ‘No. But I didn’t think you’d appreciate a three-metre-long snake snuggling into your lap.’ The glassy pallor of her skin fuelled his temper. ‘It could have been poisonous, Grace.’ More unsettled by that thought than he would have believed possible, he reached down and yanked her

The Black Mamba's body writhed violently before going completely dead. The toxic beast that had claimed countless lives for the Cassanos was finally dead. Seeing her beloved pet slaughtered, Caroline went feral. Snatching a jagged bottle off a table, she lunged at my face like a maniac. "You bitch! You killed my snake! I'll kill you!" This time, I didn't dodge. I grabbed her wrist, twisted it hard, snatched a bottle of high-proof vodka off the table, and splashed it right onto her neck!

But on a closer look, those words on the letter were like a unique figure with a snake shape. "What is this rubbish?" he was stunned and hissed. He decided to just trash it but at this moment something unexpected happened. The snakehead on the envelope began to give off a bright red color and it began to become visible to the naked eye. Another strange thing was that the strange words on the letter started moving as if a python is coming alive and it was so bizarre that Jon almost lost his breath. The snake then turned to face him and Jon started moving back while sweating profusely.

Slowly the snake woke up and looked around. His body stood towering over 10 meters to touch the dungeon ceiling. "Just put up a barrier Al, their fight will definitely tear down this dungeon." Erin suggested putting up a barrier to me while walking towards the stairs. "Be careful Violets." I walked following Erin while creating barriers all over the sides of the dungeon's floor. "Yes sir!" Violet walked gracefully towards the huge snake. He spread his black wings and hands with sharp claws he spread a little too.

I'd forgotten all about the snake thing, lost in the moment. But as I came to my senses, his lips claimed mine. "Wait!" I gasped, pulling back. "This is too much. Don't snakes have, like, two things? I don't think I can handle that." I tried to wiggle free, but his grip only tightened. "I can control it. Run again, and I'll show you what I'm capable of. We'll go slow, and later I'll show you..." I didn't catch the rest, but it sounded ominous.

the creature hissed. “Run” Harold screams at us. We try to run but the snake circles us in with his never ending tail. We are trapped. “Please take me, don’t hurt them, they have nothing to do with this” Harold begged. “Don’t worry, I’ll eat you first so you won’t have to watch your friends die” the snake grabs hold of Harold in a death lock with the end of its tail and squeezes. Rod disappears and stabs the snake in the tail. The snake lets out a screech and tosses Harold into a tree with a Big Crunch.

Delighted with them, she showed Set, who that night while she slept, carved out a little wooden vase with his nails to hold them in like a bouquet. Another time she came home with a rabbits' foot - she felt like keeping it, she said, because the rabbit was purple, which was her favorite color and she hadn't seen a purple rabbit before - and Set took the rest of his afternoon to find a way to clean and dry cure it in the sun - before making a necklace out of it for her. Snake beastmen's hair was incredibly strong, as it was a product of their scales when they were in serpent form, and he had learned from his father how to braid it into string as strong as modern fishing lines.