Snake Eyes Drawing Novels & Stories

Elizabeth observed as the veins on the side of his neck popped when his jaw ticked, teeth obviously grinding behind his thin pale pink lips. His clenched jaw was squared, with a nice love line in the middle of his jaw. A cleft chin, something one did not see everyday. There was a very noticeable ink at the side of his face, a black drawing of two serpents fighting for dominance, identical to the necklace on his neck.

I’m unable to scream again, so I pray the Snakes have heard me. ‘Scream like that again, and I’ll snap your neck!’ He hisses. His eyes are dark and have a murderous look in them. He has a tattoo near his eye of a spider. He must be a Spider Back. I tremble in fear, my cheek hurts, and my neck and throat hurt. ‘Zurielle!’ My name is called out. It’s the Snakes; they’re looking for me. They must have heard me scream and noticed the door of the Snake Pit still wide open.

Instead, I heard a growl and a loud hiss. I slowly opened my eyes and looked back at the snake. It was Ren. He was biting down on the neck of the snake but it was too big for his jaw to fully tear it apart. The snake drew back and started to shake Ren off. Ren jumped off and ran towards it again for another round.

he said to his friends. Nick just rolled his eyes as a took yet another drag from his cigarette to which I cringed my nose in disgust. I walked closer to inspect them. There was a white one with flames finely imprinted on its sides and a few drawings of skulls. Then there was a red one which had a large scorpion drawn on its side with a few black strips across it and then finally there was the one that Nick was leaning on which I figured was his. It was a black spotless one with a Phoenix engulfed in flames from its wings to its head.

' The drawing was done and Sara nodded looking at it, he was satisfied with the result. 'Now where that snake can be?' . . . The rank 3 Horned snake was lying on the river to let the water filled with "Breath" enter its body. There were many wounds on its body, probably due to its battle with the pack of Earth snakes, and no rank 2 snakes of its pack were present. The snake was sleeping but it was right in the open, there was no way to take it by surprise. Sara was hiding behind a rock looking at it, her claws were out in the open and she had reverted back to her primal form.

Besides, Indra's attitude was well understood by most, and any person informed of the young god's antics would know that he would never agree to be a part of a criminal organisation. "How would she be able to handle this I wonder," Snake Eyes wondered as his eyes narrowed into snake-like slits. His eyes changed colour to the yellow of gold, and his pupil stretched out longitudinally into that of a snake. His mind was fully on the battle before him, but he didn't move a muscle. It didn't look like he was going to help out, neither did he need to. The eyes of Medusa flashed as a strange power was radiated from her pupils. She didn't seem perturbed by Indra's murderous aura, neither was she stu

Quickly, a solemn expression replaced the beast’s previously outraged look. Since this was a sorcerer, he had to use his ultimate form. Blue light suddenly covered it and by the time it dimmed, there were seventeen giant snakes, flaunting their meter-long fangs. Their skin seemed stronger than iron and couldn’t be easily penetrated. The Aegean blue snake in the middle was the biggest of them all, with two different eye colours- pitch black and gold. Three glowing rose-red horns were on its head and it had the most sinister look The other snakes had glowing pink eyes and pale blue skin, just slightly smaller than the main snake.

' The drawing was done and she nodded looking at it, he was satisfied with the result. 'Now where that snake can be?' . . . The rank 3 Horned snake was lying on the river to let the water filled with "Breath" enter its body. There were many wounds on its body, probably due to its battle with the pack of Earth snakes, and no rank 2 snakes of its pack were present. The snake was sleeping but it was right in the open, there was no way to take it by surprise. Lucinda was hiding behind a rock looking at it, her claws were out in the open and she had reverted back to her primal form.

" Are you feeling good down there?" " I am," I peeked at my drawing. Inspecting the somehow horrifying image. Okay! To get this straight...I drew something which almost seemed to look like an eagle...it had wings so long that it occupied the entire space of the paper. The wings had symbols that I saw as designs. I made its eyes wide like that of an owl but its peak was like that of a raven. It was flying, and behind it, I drew a small moon at the corner of the paper, beneath the eagle's feet was a trace of reflecting water.

I order and watch the boys run back towards the building as fast as they can. I watch with concern as the young boy they were picking on sniffs and works to pick up pieces of his sketchbook. I bend down and help him pick up the remaining pieces before they’re carried off by the wind. I look at one of the pieces of paper and can’t contain the awe on my face as I take in the amazing sketch before me. It’s this incredible real-life style drawing of a sirna with a vibrant red tail surrounded by all the elements. It takes me a second to recognise the likeness, but this is a sketch of the God Ezillus as a sirna! This might be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. “You drew this?” I ask in astonishment