Serpent Breathing Novels & Stories

she asked just to be sure. “Yes I’m sure mum”. VVVVV Inside the safety of his room, he locked his door and peeled of his wet clothes tossing them in the hamper. He walked into the bathroom. He closed it also and turned his back to the mirror and took a picture. The cobra, a huge contrast to his white skin. Ink black all curled up and baring his fangs. He had always been fascinated with snakes and not just snakes. Any animal that was poisonous. Always wanted to know how their toxins worked on predator and prey. Others found it weird, but his father was proud of his curiosity.

Mr. Maxwell pulled a bell from his pocket and shook it frantically. It let out a sharp, clear sound. The moment the golden snake heard it, its body thrashed violently. But no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free of the rope. A howling cold wind poured into the shrine. Several of the girls had already fainted from fright. I kept my eyes fixed on the golden snake as the glow across its body slowly dimmed. Just then, a familiar fragrance drifted from behind me. I turned around to see Philip—no, it was Julia in his body—walking in.

"The Nectar… it’s being pulled down faster! The entity below… it’s actively drawing it in!" Bima felt it too. A subtle, insidious pull, like a hungry maw opening in the earth's depths. The air grew heavy, thick with a new, primal hum, a low thrum that was ancient, powerful, and terrifyingly alive. It resonated not with Core Prime's manufactured perfection, but with something far older, something primordial. "That's it," Bima breathed, his eyes wide with horrifying realization. "The serpent's root. It's awake. And it's feeding."

As it rose higher, she could see the long, heavy neck was covered in rough looking scales and the top and sides ridged with jagged spurs of bone and dangerous looking spines which, she imagined, no doubt ran the length of its body. Their use was demonstrated for her almost immediately as the huge, black-eyed serpent reared from the water beside them with an unearthly scream of fury. It closed its mouth over the dragon's neck, only to find the flesh unyielding, and its mouth filled with the huge spikes. The dragon reared as well, its bellow of rage easily obscuring her own screams of terror. The great beast twisted and dug the claws of its free hand into the serpent's sides, holding it still

I said in a slow voice trying to charm the serpent, but it seemed like the reptile became furious with my attempts to enchant him, the serpent hissed angrily and even attempted to strike me twice but i managed to move out of the serpents line of attack, but the serpent third attempt almost hit my child in the basket, just a whisker away from the baby’s leg, this made my baby cry out and drawing attention towards us, but the serpent won’t just go away, it curls 360 degrees to face his preys once again but this time he bolsters his body sucking more poison to his head as he prepared to land his final fatal blow “ardeat in cinerem, creatura tenebrarum” i said with an intense look on my face, cu

She sided more with the early sailors and eyewitnesses who first called them “sea serpents” Although the specimen was mostly submerged and hidden by the darkness, she knew from her books that hippocamps had short tails and flipper-like limbs that they used to paddle their way through Pan-Terra’s oceans. Being reptiles, they needed air to breathe so they always stayed close to the surface and didn’t really dive too deep. They used their necks in the reverse way giraffes would feed: they reached down with them to search for prey on the bottom. They had curved teeth which were useful for catching fish and squids.

I couldn’t even catch my breath before the ground trembled violently again. Something was coming. I forced myself to focus. Minseok’s voice echoed in my head. *Listen to me... you have to listen...* The chasm widened further, and the creature that began to rise from it was enormous. Its massive, scaled body twisted and coiled as it slithered upwards, its red eyes burning with malice. It looked like a serpent, but there was something distinctly humanoid about its shape. The skin shimmered with an eerie iridescence, reflecting the faint glow of the walls around us.

A great tremor shook the realm, followed by the revelation of a great serpent, with that, it burst forth from the sea of clouds. In the boundless realm within Zephyr, this beast towered like no other, its length spanned hundreds of feet long, its body emanating a deadly aura. It was a Winged Serpent!

He felt strong claws wrap around his body, and he looked up, at first recognizing Ian, but then Ian changed into a large serpent with wings, and its forked tongue looped out to stroke around his neck before tightening. In his logical mind, Cameron knew it was hallucination brought on by the effects of the poison, and that was what was constricting his breathing, but it was impossible to clear the vision from his mind. He opened his mouth to scream, and the name that emerged made the serpent stiffen in clear surprise. “Brenna? Brenna,” he called again. Saying her name helped ground him somehow, and he continued repeating it as the serpent that sometimes shifted back to his brother flew him aw