Snake Vore Woman Novels & Stories

Did it truly matter if I mentioned the size of that bastard? “Snake bite,” Mordoch repeats, continuing to look over at the woman. “Do you know what type of snake it was?” “A black one,” I respond instantly. “With glowing red eyes.” Lifting his gaze, Mordoch examines me as if I’m crazy, but he doesn’t question me further before he heads over to his cabinet to begin looking for whatever is needed to help the woman. When he returns, he fills a syringe with a blue liquid, and once he is done, he injects it into the woman.

Violet watched, deeply disturbed, as Zen feasted on the raw flesh of animals. The snake wriggled in his grasp, desperate to break free, but he ended its struggle with a swift, brutal decapitation. The blood splattered across the table. Violet shivered inwardly, her stomach turning, as he sprinkled some salt on it and lifted the still-writhing snake to his mouth. Violet looked away, a wave of sickness clawing up her throat.

After Leon, Harvey, and Ian heard that Viper had caught the creepy stalker who had been masturbating and sniffing Guinevere's things in her penthouse, they delayed going home to watch the show. In the dungeon, as they called it, the man was fully awake, and Viper was stretching out, trying to choose what kind of torture he would perform. "Oh, come on!" Violet yawned, getting bored. "Just get on with it, Snake!" "Please… I didn't mean to!" the man screamed, looking horrified as he saw Viper silently checking the torture equipment. "Please, forgive me. I will do anything."

I smiled at her, but she looked dead serious, “A snake cannot enter this pack, not even by mistake, so that’s impossible.” “Unless someone brings her in by holding her hand,” The woman tried to make me see reasons. “No one would bring a snake into this territory, and even if it’s by mistake, they would have figured it out by now,” I tried to explain to the woman, “And also, I will inform the Lycan of the disease so it would be looked into.”

The group of women, led by Kiri, hurried back once Venya had finished speaking to them, all of them looking down at Rex, only Kiri did not have a worried look on her face, Rex could see even Dilo had worry painted on her face and in her eyes. “Believe me, I was much worse when I was in there,” Rex said, putting a smile on his face when pointing back to the snake behind him. Grub arrived just after Rex had made the statement, nodding, “Wonky leg looked like he gotten into wrestle match for big boobed woman with Grub. Many injuries from wuuther, Grub not sure your word,” he said, trailing off with a contemplative expression, a broad smile appearing on his face with the click of his fingers aft

To stay grounded. He tilted his head slightly, the gesture subtle but deliberate, like he was studying her in a new way, seeing something he hadn’t allowed himself to see before. “You’re certain?” “I am.” For a long moment, neither of them moved. The room seemed to shrink, to hold them in its walls, to amplify every heartbeat, every intake of breath. The tension was so dense it was almost visible, a tangible weight pressing down on both of them. “Then,” he said finally, voice low, almost a growl in its quietness, “we have no choice now but to confront it.”

She shouldn't have let this vampire wait until now. She must have been starving after such a long time. Thinking of this, Oralie immediately pulled down the shoulder of her shirt and said softly: - You are welcome. Sir Clayden, please eat. Have a really good meal! Selina jumped from the tree branch, and jumped into the window, but then, had no intention of going forward to suck blood. She looked at that white shoulder. Under the pale moonlight shining, this shoulder was light like a pearl. Even the slender neck in front of the eyes, also exudes a sweet, extremely seductive scent, making people fall in love. However, she did not have any emotion to bite it, then sucked on that sweet blood. It

he prodded. Here goes nothing. Nevi was either going to take pity on me because I was obviously suffering from post-traumatic shock or he was going to ask me to leave. Remembering I’d driven his vehicle to his house and had nothing of my own to drive back, if he asked me to leave, it could prove awkward. “I saw a woman vampire… a blonde woman vampire. She was drinking the blood from someone’s thigh,” I stated as calmly as I could. “Did you see whose thigh?” he asked.

He smiled, a slow, ghastly smile at the thought. With a suddenness, he realised, he was beginning to feel the cold. Drawing the heavy trenchcoat closely around his body, Snake waited a few seconds after turning to make sure that he was alone. He had once walked into the path of a woman leading her dog. The look of horror on the face of the startled woman, her gasp of fear and revulsion as she saw his face, had stayed in his mind. At that moment, Snake had wanted to wrap his hands around the woman’s scrawny throat and strangle her. But instead, he had pushed past her along the path and disappeared to where his car stood, in an alley, waiting for him.

She fell to the floor with a thud while she gasped for air near my feet. “She did not kill your child.” Dr. Abel told me. Her eyes were full of fiery as she glared at me. My wolf wanted to come out and teach this measly pack member a lesson for disrespecting her gamma, but I didn't allow him to do so. “That woman you have in your arms is a snake. She is gradually poisoning you.” she wheezed out. All I saw was red as she called my Ava a snake as I knelt down and slapped her hard across the face. I didn't care if she was our pack doctor, nor was she older than me. Anyone who disrespects my Ava would feel my wrath.