Serpent Novels & Stories

Her nose was a pair of small slits and her hair replaced with a writhing nest of dark indigo snakes as she came into the view of Allison's eyes with her slithering movements with face high up in the air. The rest of her was just ominous. Allison was stunned, rooted to the ground, seeing the creature in front of her eyes. The cold yellow eyes terrified the soul of Allison as it let out a harsh and vociferous hiss before striking towards Allison. Allison let out a blood curdling scream before snapping out of her stillness. She retreated and dashed for her dear life seeing the big Serpent crawling on its belly after her at high speed. Allison's heart pounded loud

A dark shape took form in the almost-black water. A sea snake that looked to be a mile long swam towards me, eyes like the black sea, with teeth sharper than any knives. “Who calls to me?” The dark voice echoed through the water, and I felt like I was choking. The sea serpent swam faster towards me, and right before its teeth closed around me, I heard a footstep on grass. “Mother.” The same deep voice was warm, and my eyes sprang open.

The three of us jumped into the water at the same time and dived under, and at first it was just normal, everything's normal. Not until I saw a giant serpent, which looks like a giant centipede too. It looks venomous and can swallow us alive. It is swimming around us. I can still hear that terrifying sound it made. That made me want to swim back, but I was stopped by Zack's rule. I look at Andrea, who looks surprised and afraid too. I can sense her desire to go back while Cyan's following the serpent's movement. And when it's starting to attack us, we immediately swim away.

Our village used to be called Snake Village. The hills behind the village were full of snakes, and every family made a living by catching them. But snakes were believed to have spirits, so many villagers were swarmed and bitten to death while hunting them. To avoid retribution, the villagers built a shrine to honor the Snake Goddess. Later, an occult specialist named Walter Maxwell came to the village. He claimed that the accumulated rage and spiritual energy of every snake the village had ever killed had gathered at the Snake Goddess shrine and taken the form of a golden snake.

The irony made his expression darken. Before meeting her, he had treasured silence. Now the silence irritated him because she wasn't there to ruin it. His fingers moved through the water, creating small ripples around him. For thousands of years, Silver had waited for his destined mate without impatience. A few thousand years had meant nothing to an immortal serpent. Yet somehow, two days without Rizz felt unbearably long. His eyes narrowed at that realization. Ridiculous. He tilted his head back and stared at the moon through the branches.