Snake X Samus Novels & Stories

I watched in awe, observing the beautiful creature's bird of paradise wings. “Are they safe?” “Of course, see?” he said, prying open the snake's mouth. “Fangless.” I whistled, summoning one of my own. It draped itself over my shoulders and sipped from the glass daintily. Hesitant, I ran my fingers over its cool diamond scales. It began to sing under my touch. Samael collected the glasses so I could play with it, letting it coil over my hands. Our two snakes met, flicked their tongues over each others' faces, let out heavenly tones from their throats, then twined together, setting off into a caduceus-like flight. I smiled genuinely for the first time in Hell, amazed.

I was trapped in the darkness, in a filthy snake. “Does it burn?” Samael mocked. A wet, crushing sound came from beyond. Chuckles moaned. I struggled out of the mountain of coils, gasping for air- Samael held him in a death-lock, fangs piercing the demon's throat. Chuckles' legs seizured. They stared at each other; alien sentiments crossed his face. Samael asserted his dominance in an inhuman match of strength. I flinched at the hostile exchange. The spider wheezed, lungs wet with blood as Samael crushed him. Foul juices wept from Chuckles' mouth.

Looking at that scene, Fane helplessly thought that if he did not know the eight-tailed demonic snake's weakness, he would never be able to break through those scales on the snake's body no matter how he attacked. When the outsiders saw that scene, they widened their eyes. Samson lost his voice slightly when he exclaimed, "That's way too fast; it only took a blink of an eye! If I was there, I would've died from that blow!" His words were not exaggerated at all. If Samson had faced the eight-tailed demonic snake, he would not have been able to avoid it!

Alexander snarled. “As you wish, Alpha,” Sam huffed before attempting to make his exit. Sam thought he was home free when Alexander snatched him up by his neck. Sam rapidly kicked his feet as they dangled underneath him. He couldn’t breathe, and his life began to flash before his eyes as Alexander choked the life out of you.

He brought her to a portion of the room where he kept his pets. Inside one of the cages, she noticed two Amber snakes that were curled up calmly. Sam was so scared that she hugged his back tightly so that she wouldn't see anything. "They are just mere snakes. You don't need to get scared of them" He said to Sam, urging her to watch them but she ignored his words and remained in her position. "Hello, poison and Tesla. I'm here with the love of my life." Ray said to the Amber snakes as he demonstrated simultaneously.

The Crocodile let out a terrible roar as it was pushed back. After it regained itself, the Crocodile let out a great roar, clearly insulted by his attack. It turned its back towards them, and channeled its energy into its spikes. The Crocodile shook violently as each of them shot out one-by-one like needles. “Stop,” Samson commanded as he moved his hands around, which were synchronized by the ghostly visage. Although it was a specter, its strength rivaled that of an Agile three, maybe even stronger.

If she had her sniper rifle, it would have blown this disgusting orange blob into bits. “Run!” Zen yelled at his big sister when he saw how the orange boss doubled in size as it sucked in air. This was going to be a powerful attack, and Sasha was directly in its line of fire. Sasha reacted quickly to Zen’s warning and narrowly dodged the powerful air blast that would have put her out of commission. She paled. Even the pink slime boss of the first level wasn’t as difficult to defeat. What was this orange slime monster?! Where did it come from?

Samuel wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Six, six?" The little white snake nodded, and the man and the animal, without any gaps, were communicating with each other all over the wet nurse's body. Samuel took a deep breath. Now he was sure that the snake could understand his words. Was it really a demon? "Are you also one of them?" Samuel asked. The little white snake held its head high, looking like it disdained to be in cahoots with other creatures. "Are you more powerful than them?" Samuel said with a sneer. This little guy could compare with the chimpanzee and giant lizard he had seen before? How could it be possible?

Emerson POV The words sliced through the murmurs around me. They weren’t the worst ones. “Don’t look at her,” someone whispered urgently, too close to my ear. “Snake-eyes bring bad luck.” Another voice followed, lower, fearful. “That’s why the Alpha hates her. You don’t stare at things like that and survive.” My stomach twisted. Several pack members turned, their glares sharpening. Some looked away quickly, like my eyes might infect them if they lingered too long. One of them bared his fangs and lunged forward, his steps heavy and deliberate.