Snake Novels & Stories

howl. Oh my God. Oh my God. The mantra kept repeating itself in almost incoherent gibberish in her mind. Something touched her still-throbbing sides, and without thinking, she turned her head and snapped. She caught something fleshy in her teeth, and she bit down hard, a warm spurt of fluid coating her tongue. Enjoying the taste, she chomped down harder, but something pried her jaw open, and the meat pulled free. Enraged at having her meal taken away, she attacked, her claws striking the animal before her, gouging its thin skin. The scent of blood, a smell she finally recognized, filled her senses and made her slaver in hunger.

He is hitting me in all of the right spots. Braxton lowers his head and takes a nipple between his lips, sucking, pulling, nipping. His other hand pulls my other peak until it is hard and erect, longing for its turn to feel his tongue against it. When he switches, I let out a moan and glide my hand along the back of his head, my fingers splaying against his hair. I can’t get enough of him.

The blood splattered on the ground, but it also could not lessen their anger and desire to kill people. “all of you, turn back, let’s chase her” The biggest guy spoke aloud in a hoarse voice. Each of his dragon tattoos on his neck and the back of his neck became wrinkled because of his anger. They continued to return to that place. Suddenly, a large animal blocked the way. It extended its sharp claws toward the group of people. One by one, they were torn apart in the middle of the forest, even the biggest guy. The animal looks like a big wolf. The animal smelled and it chased in the direction in which Lily was running.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

The sheer size and power of the serpent are overwhelming as its fiery red scales glisten in the dim underwater light. The serpent's immense body stretches an astonishing 150 feet in length, commanding fear and respect. Its elongated head measures approximately 12 feet, adorned with blazing orange eyes that burn with an unmatched intensity. The horizontal oval pupils, like molten flames, lock onto their targets with a menacing gaze, instilling a sense of dread and foreboding.

The same viper tattoo Silas and Law had coiled low on his abdomen, tail vanishing beneath the sheet. My eyes unintentionally drifted lower. The outline was unmistakable, it was thick forming a small tent. Morning wood, or maybe just… guy fantasies. My hand flew to my mouth to stifle the gasp. Brian's d*ck wasn't anywhere close to that. “It’s just the damnest thing,” I muttered under my breath,“if I wasn’t looking right at it—” Leon’s eyes opened and landed directly on me. I had a feeling he’d been awake the whole time and waiting for me to notice.

The ground ahead shifted. Freya turned around, thinking whatever it was was behind her but then she heard it—the blinding hiss, the feel of its presence. Steeling herself, she turned around. And then…she saw it—scaled, black-green and enormous, its tongue lashing. A big anaconda. Its head alone was the size of a carriage, and its eyes glowed crimson. Freya froze for half a second. Her heartbeat rose like a war drum. The cat in her arms hissed fiercely.

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