Snake Immortal Novels & Stories

Could that snake really have been trying to treat me? After that, I heard the man say, "I'm that venomous snake." I was shocked into silence. After a momentary silence, I asked, "Are you a Naga, a half-snake, half-human entity? Was that your snake form?" He nodded. These entities had two forms, animal and human. Only an animal with talent, capability, and good luck could hold a human form, which was why entities like these were rare and valuable in the Riverplain Continent.

The Sorceress convulses, her screams blending with the elemental fury that engulfs her and she topples onto the ground. “No….this cannot….be….” she hisses and her skeletonial body begins to dissolve into a grostique heap until something begins to worm its way out of the dead Sorceress’ mouth. It is black and slimy. It looks like a slug, but it is as big as a snake. The thing sticks its head into the nighttime air before snapping its head in my direction.

said a teasing voice Lilith and her group looked at the direction where the voice came from in horror, and to their surprise, the one who spoke was a snake that was a hundred meters long and had a horn on its head! "Green Sky Python, head born with horns, belly born with claws, at birth it is an intermediate level magical beast, looking at this Green Sky Python head born with a horn it should be upper level strength, but vaguely see the outline of the second horn, so his level is the peak of the upper level, but only magical beasts above the dark level can speak, so why is it able to speak" Lucretia's eyebrows were frowned.

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.

So wild and uninhibited Nobody was able to understand her however, she and her own sphere of joy—and, in some way, that's impressive. Unexpectedly, deep beneath the surface of the black water, there was old Antigone, a large creature with scouted skin, who appeared. She'll have no idea whence he originated from, who that he was. Antigone was an Argonian, an oviparous race of reptile beings with dark green skin, legs and arms that resembled puff adders, and a height range of seven to eight feet tall. His scales were very dark green, his eyes were black, and he had a large mouth filled with fangs. He swam around the lake quietly, for it was large, deep, and bitterly cold.

I reply. “I know a hybrid that is a half warlock and half vampire. He breeds a special type of fox that can take on the scent of other animals but looks like a regular fox. I will talk to him and see how many I can get and once we bring them into the pack they will smell like whoever wants to essentially claim them. They can also mind link with us as well once again whoever it is claims them.” Nikolas explains.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

"No, you gave me a riddle. I want a number." "I am about 7,435,790 in mortal years. So that's about...." Salax paused to do the math. "That's old in demon years," Erys interjected. "Oh shut it, cannibal." Salax growled. "Hey Snakey, over here!" Ally waved her arms. "Can I see you as a snake? I think that's what your tail is. A snake, right?"