Serpent Breathing Novels & Stories

Its forked tongue flicked out, tasting the air between them. "A gift," Lucien whispered. He stepped toward her, the snake’s head swaying inches from Evelyn’s throat. "A kitten is for children who crave comfort. But a serpent... a serpent knows the art of the wait. It doesn't bark. It doesn't beg. It simply watches, and when the moment is right, it delivers a strike that ends the game forever." Evelyn stared at the creature. It was beautiful and lethal—a mirror of the man standing before her.

Not to seal breaches, but to disrupt the anomaly? I pulled the device out, ignoring how my nose immediately started bleeding. The pressure built behind my eyes, but I pushed through it, focusing on the serpent. I could hear her dissonant, wrong, like three songs playing at once in different keys. I twisted the calibrator. Then I pushed it higher, sharper, until the sound made my teeth ache. The serpent froze. All three remaining heads opened their mouths in silent screams. The creature's body convulsed, and its scales started to drop.

My eyes were caught by the giant statue positioned in the middle of the lawn, its features obscured by the thick layer of snow. I could make out the silhouette of a woman as we drew closer, her face frozen in fear. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed the marble serpent wrapped around her waist, its sinuous form slithering threateningly towards her neck. The face of the snake was twisted into a menacing snarl, its eyes seeming to follow my every move. I recoiled, a shiver of unease rippling through my core. Why would someone build such a disturbing statue in their home? What did it even mean?

Kate's POV The giant serpent coiled away from us, its massive form sliding back through the forest the same way it had come. I could hear the crunch of its scales over the dead leaves and damp earth, and I didn’t dare move until the last flick of its tail disappeared between the trees. Only then did I exhale. A shaky breath escaped me, and I realized I’d been holding it this whole time. My lungs burned. “Are they dead?” I asked, turning to Kira, my voice a whisper like I was afraid the serpent would return if I spoke too loudly.

Second: Ashen tongue of a Drelvine Serpent. A serpentine predator that lives deep underground in the caves of the Obsidian Reaches. Blind, but it speaks in vibrations and lies. To extract its tongue is to take its voice, and that tongue, when burned, releases smoke that cleanses spells cast from hatred or jealousy. Handling it is fatal without proper enchantments. Third: Egg of a Nocturne Wyrm. Nocturne Wyrms are rare spectral creatures that lay eggs only during the darkest night of a thirty-year lunar cycle. Their unhatched offspring hold raw, undiluted moon energy. Consuming even a portion could burn away curses—but also memories tied to the magic.

The snake hissed louder and reared up, its massive jaw opening, revealing rows of dagger-like teeth. Her voice deepened unnaturally. “I command you, creature of curse and earth—burn.” A force exploded from her body like lightning breaking free from clouds. Fire, dark as blood and bright as the sun, surged from her palms and wrapped around the serpent. It shrieked like a dying banshee as it writhed in agony. The flames danced along its body, coiling and tightening. In seconds, the monstrous anaconda fell, charred and disintegrating into the ash that now blew away on an unseen wind.

A human. I was slowly losing my breath and my companions continued to fight, causing the serpent's to bleed. But the moment it hits, the coils around my body get tighter. It's like it's crushing my bones, it's so painful and numb. This is not what I expected and it's not so easy to get rid of. Cyan noticed that I was slowly losing my breath and was no longer fighting, Andrea also noticed that the serpent's body was wrapped too tightly around my body. Her eyes widened as she swam upwards. I don't know what he is planning but Cyan tries to get me out.

He needed sleep. But as soon as he closed his eyes, the dream started. He was underwater. The deep, endless blue surrounded him, wrapping around his body like silk. He felt weightless, suspended in the vast expanse, his breath strangely steady despite the liquid filling his lungs. A shape moved in the distance. Dark, coiling. A massive serpent, its scales gleaming like polished obsidian. It watched him. Unblinking. Unmoving. Then, just as suddenly, the water twisted—shifted.

I stepped closer, my breath shallow, and peered over the edge. It was a pit of serpents—massive, grotesque creatures with scales that glistened like oiled metal, their black, forked tongues darting out hungrily. Their eyes glowed a sickly green, locking onto anything that dared approach. Some of them writhed and twisted together in a revolting dance, while others snapped their venomous fangs at unseen prey. The stench of decay wafted up from the pit, overwhelming my senses. I staggered back, my knees weak. My gaze darted upward to where the fog still clung, and my blood turned cold.

It slammed into her pussy from behind, fucking her with deep, punishing strokes while she was held in mid-air. At the same time, the roses around her breast came alive. Invisible mouths latched onto her nipple, sucking hard and biting while phantom tongues flicked rapidly. The new serpent tattoo awakened with a hiss. Its energy slithered between her thighs. A long, ridged, serpentine cock pushed into her already-stuffed pussy alongside the phoenix, stretching her walls to their limit. “Fuuuuck!” Aria screamed, eyes rolling back. Double penetration from two supernatural cocks while the roses devoured her tits. The serpent’s tail flicked rapidly against her clit, vibrating with intense heat.