Serpent Breathing Novels & Stories

If I didn’t know any better, I would have said it was studying me. Another throb went through me. Then another. I squeezed my eyes shut. The feeling was becoming too much. My body was spiraling, my breaths heavy. This was the worst way to die for sure. When I opened my eyes, the greatest shock hit me. The serpent was…crying. I blinked. Once. Twice. Alpha Theo’s voice filled my mind almost instantly. “There's this creature, a snake from old stories…the Shadowscale Serpent. Legend says the tears of the serpent have magical properties.”

Now to get the hell out of this godforsaken place…I cautiously approached the pool, then the surface suddenly rippled, revealing the presence of a formidable creature lurking beneath. I gasped with wide eyes. A massive serpent with gleaming scales silently emerged from the depths, its eyes fixated on me with an undeniable hunger. With no escape route in sight, I braced myself for an impending battle, my mind sharpening to deal with the imminent threat. Remembering watching a snake whisperer move with a snake's movement on a TV show I knew I had to put my theory into real-life practice… I know it's only practical for tiny snakes humans feared, but heck it was worth a try.

He stood in front of me, one hand braced beside me, the other against the mirror at my back. He looked at me, voice barely above a whisper. "Selene, what the hell has gotten into you?" I turned away. He wouldn't let me. His fingers caught my chin and turned my face back. "Talk." My eyes stung. I clenched my teeth to keep from falling apart. "I told you. It's none of your business." "Then whose business is it? Hm?" He stepped closer, his knee pressing between my legs. "That serpentfolk who just came of age? He's going to help you through your heat?"

"You swore the adder was primed. If that parasite's heart had stopped, his inner wolf would have let out a death-howl. My chambers share the same stone structure, and I haven't heard a single vibration!" "I... I cannot explain it, Mistress," Brena stammered, her knees knocking together. "I unsealed the iron grate myself. I starved the serpent for six suns in the cellar. It was dripping venom. It strikes at any living heat signature!" "Then why is his corridor silent?" "Perhaps... perhaps the strike was flawless?" Brena suggests, a desperate look appearing in her eyes. "The Blacktide venom paralyzes the vocal cords before the blood turns to ash. He might have suffocated in his furs before his

The serpent hissed, sensing me too late. With a roar, I plunged both swords into the serpent’s back, feeling the steel sink deep into its flesh. I pulled the blade down, tearing a jagged line along its spine. The serpent screamed in agony, the sound echoing through the forest like a thunderclap. Its massive head swung toward me, jaws gaping wide, but I was already moving. I ripped my sword from its back. The serpent roared in pain, thrashing wildly. It writhed in fury, its tail swinging in a frantic attempt to knock me off balance.

Chaos gathered before him and formed a thin transparent wall that acted as a shield. *Boom* The fire breath struck the wall, yet it could do no more. The serpent watched in despair as its fire breath was fully absorbed by the wall. Its eyes were laced with even more fear when its own attack was returned to its mouth. *Boom* *Hiss* Along with a loud hiss of pain, the lower jaw of the serpent was broken. Its eyes flashed with helplessness at the current development, and it couldn’t but feel that it wasn’t going to get away this time.

It was the dominus they had spoken of. Before me stood a behemoth serpent, adorned with dark and silver scales that gleamed in the feeble light. Two massive, ram-like horns adorned its head, accompanied by four pairs of smaller horns that crowned its serpentine form. Its fiery eyes bore into me as it circled my prone body, causing a fresh wave of tremors to rack my form. Fear seized me, plunging me into a shivering abyss. Cold gripped me, gnawing at my very core. My sweat-slicked skin prickled with goosebumps, and the smell of blood mixed with sweat clung to me like a macabre perfume.

The hurricane wind sliced the dragons climbing the stairs into several pieces of meat. “Wow! Allan surprised. This was the first time he had to see his mother transform into a dragon. Allan carried the baby egg and began to run through the pillar structures in the auditorium. A dragon serpent lunch forward chasing after him. The dragon serpent was huge with six legs and two wings which he used to glide mid-air. His head is similar to a poisonous cobra with volcanic venom pours out of his mouth. "Give me the baby and I will let you go free," said the serpent dragon in horrible voices.

The serpent, equally determined, thrashed against the currents with primal fury. In a moment of sheer adrenaline-fueled determination, I seized the serpent's neck, sinking my fangs deep into its flesh. The serpent, weakened and disoriented, succumbed to the relentless assault. In a final, daring maneuver, I exploited a moment of vulnerability in the serpent's defense. I lunged with all his remaining strength, sinking his teeth into a critical area. The serpent convulsed, its form writhing in agony. I seized the opportunity to break free from the constricting coils.

It was loose again, so he figured a quick change for five minutes would be fine. “I am going to change, you grab onto me and you don’t let go less you want to drown. It will be a fast dive. Make sure you have a good breath but remember to exhale it out as well. Your mind shows me a portal in this garden they have. We will arrive on land.” Max gave a nod and had a feeling this was going to be one for the books. He took a step back as Jormungand shifted into a large Serpent, if this was miniature, he’d hate to see what his actual giant form was. ‘We go.’ Max barely grabbed on before they were moving and shit this serpent could move. They hit the cold water and he moved through the water fast.