Slither Novels & Stories

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

I could taste the whisky on his tongue. He slid his hands down, slowly moving them toward my breasts. My breathing slowed d my hair swayed with the breeze through the window. I bit my lip, suppressing my moan when Luther bit down on my lower lip. I stroked his chiseled chest and slowly my fingers moved down his torso around the curve and dug into the back of his trousers. He leaned into me and nipped my neck. I stopped still, breathless. His hands went to my back as he pulled me closer.

The second she sees us, she yells. "Move!" Even before Shocker, Chadd, or I can ask what she means, a loud slithering sound followed by the sound of rocks breaking grabs our attention. "A serpecdysis," Chadd says as the massive brown and black serpecdysis slithers from the surrounding sand dunes. With part of its scaly skin moving, the serpecdysis lunges forth. The girl jumps away but the serpecdysis chases after her. Shocker pushing himself to his feet helps Chadd and me up and points at the serpecdysis.

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The constant flicker of electricity made Zephyr feel uneasy. The Lizard opened its mouth, and saliva dripped everywhere. Although its prey was tiny compared to the beast, the beast could feel the draconic energy within the prey. Naturally, this attracted the beast. ‘ It’s now or never!’ Zephyr thought, “Get off!” he screamed, quickly jostling the Winged Serpent within his realm, awakening it. Zephyr had intended to keep the beast within in perpetual slumber with his runes, but it would seem that using the Serpent was his only choice left.

They just kept coming, pushing us back and taking our land, leaving a sea of dead bodies in their wake. Lillith whimpered and I jerked into action. Left hand to her forehead, right to her pulse, hammering visibly through the delicate skin of her throat. It was a habbit as familiar to me as breathing, a habbit I longed to forget. "Damn it Lillith! Wake up. Now!" She parted clenched teeth, her bloodless lips twitching with words that wouldn't come. I caught one of her trembling fingers, shoving her ring back on. Her eyes snapped open, their pupils blown to an incredible size as she tried to focus on the room before her.

Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from the ones we ate earlier, but it only got blown by the wind. "Another insult!" She yelled. "Sierpenti lives in the ocean. Like I said, he has a tail, fins, and gills that make him move faster than any other being in the water. Well, after all, he is a God." "So . . . He's a mermaid?" "What on Luminozenko is a mermaid?" We stared at one another for a good couple of minutes until she tried to throw another paper cupcake at me. Poor cupcake paper.

水 1 200 ( 1 200 Oraclia) [A/N before anyone bashes me in the comments, I know that that character (Chinese word or "symbol") means shui (water). I wanted it to be the currency so for the sake of the book I'm using it as that. I feel connected to water and that's what I'm doing. If you feel disrespected in any shape or form I'll change it but for now deal with it as Oraclia]

That’s when Riri would slip into the water, a black shadow slithering forward like a silk ribbon cut loose. She’d glide beside Aria, scales brushing slick skin, trailing over curves and collarbones. Aria never moved away. Instead, she’d laugh — soft and bright, like water spilling over crystal. “That tickles,” she’d say, fingers skimming over Riri’s gleaming body. “But you’re not so sneaky, you know.” The snake would hum in her own way, coiling along Aria’s thighs beneath the water, tracing the swell of her hips, resting her head against the soft pulse at Aria’s neck.