Viper Sans Novels & Stories

“Welcome to your new digs, Connor. I hope the decor meets your expectations. Sorry about the fact that you’re gonna be locked in, but that’s the deal.” “What the fuck,” Wolf rasped, totally unconcerned about his nudity. “What’s the fuckin’ game you’re playin’ here, boys?” Viper had fully recovered himself now, and he smiled. “No game.” “No?” “No.” Viper cocked his head, and the large black snake tattoo on his neck almost seemed to sway with the motion. “It’s best for everyone if you just stay out of sight, and out of mind.”

Besides, the ladies in front of her were much more older than her, even though they were such beauties and her maids, she didn’t want to be disrespectful to them. Meanwhile, Aiyana and Marys, the maids Ramon got for Violet looked at each other with questioning eyes. They were mature women whose services were required at intervals. From the rumours they heard about Violet, they expected her to be very harsh towards them. In fact, they were prepared for the outcome of her getting to pour insults on them. They were more than ready to hear her shower them with insults. From the rumours, Violet was a rude lady who didn’t respect her servants, but treat them as trash.

Cisco and Cleopatra nodded and immediately went to do their job Viper began walking fast to a particular direction as he made a phone call "Indigo, check the cameras planted in the clan and tell me where are our enemies location" Viper said "I can't! All the cameras in the clan were infested with virus, I can't seen to access it" Indigo said typing fast on the keyboard with Scythe and Vitto working on theirs "We have another snitch in the clan" Viper hissed, thinking of no one else but Cheetah

On the desk sat a brass name plate that read Viper – Chief Executive Officer. “Gentlemen, please come in,” he said, before setting the knife down and coming over to shake our hands. “I’m sorry about all the mess and the noise. We had a bit of a housekeeping problem, but it’s all cleared up now.” Viper was young, handsome, and looked nothing like any MC president I’d ever seen. Hell, he didn’t look like any kind of biker I’d ever seen. He looked more like a telenovela star, playing the role of a drug lord. His jet-black hair was slicked back, and he spoke with a thick Mexican accent.

"Why did I ever doubt you, Princess!? You always come through for us!" "Take it. Give the rest to the Pack." Viper didn't hesitate. He took a sip. The effect was instantaneous. Viper’s back arched, his mouth opening in a silent scream as his veins turned a glowing, electric blue. The dislocated bone in his shoulder snapped back into place with a pop. His fur seemed to sharpen, turning a deep charcoal that shimmered with static. He exploded upward. He sprinted across the arena, a streak of blue light. He slid the canister to Mako, who caught it mid-roll, taking a sip and passing it on.

I didn't look at Veronica; my hazel eyes were entirely locked on Viper. She was standing there completely unbothered, her black hair spilling over her shoulders, a faint, mocking smile playing at the corners of her lips. She didn't look like someone who had just been threatened by a high-ranking official. Her blue doe eyes were bright with a playful intelligence that made my blood run hot. "You're late, Gabriel," Viper murmured, ignoring Veronica entirely as she smoothed down the front of her white gown. "And here I thought Lycan royalty was known for its impeccable timing. A few more minutes and Lady Veronica might have actually bored me to death."

Sam whispered and her red eyes snapped at her. "You knew ? " she whispered in a hard tone and Sam shook her head. "Do you think if I knew I would be here " Champagne knelt down and grabbed the envelope off the floor, she searched for any information. An address or something. " Vyales group of companies " Sam spoke up and Champagne realised he was rich. It seems that was the main he felt like paying this prostitute. Champagne didn't say anything, she stood up and walked to her room. She changed into a pair of jeans and an over sized shirt. She walked back in to the kitchen and grabbed the money and placed it in her purse.

He snapped a finger and the snake became leaves, pouring all over them. Violet sighed in disappointment towards herself and stared at her face, unmoving. “I..” “I..” They said at the same time simultaneously. Violet cleared her throat, “You first.” Poison strecthed his hand in front of her and a letter appeared. Violet stared at him confusedly and he gestured for her to read the letter. Carefully, she peeled it off his palm, hoping she didn't mistakenly turned the paper into a cow this time. She grimaced as the held the paper in her hand, waiting for something weird to happen. But nothing.. so she smiled and read the content out loud.

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Quickstep instructed the system. "Affirmative, host," the system replied. "Opening starter bonus... 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete Drawing three random choices of an F tier existence... 1% 2% 3% 99% 100% complete. Congratulations, host. You received the following existences. 1. Saw-Scaled Viper – this viper doesn't possess the strongest of venoms but is considered as the most hated snake by the ordinary humans as it is responsible for more ordinary human deaths than any other F tiered snake.