Vipers Novels & Stories

His presence was sharp, like a blade just before it sliced skin. “I’ve waited a long time for this moment,” the man said. “Alex Morano. Dominic Caruso. Together again. The legends of the underworld. But legends fall, don’t they?” “Who the hell are you?” Dominic demanded. The man smiled. “You can call me Viper.” A series of red dots lit up from the shadows—snipers, hidden in the upper scaffolding. Sophia whispered in Alex’s earpiece. “Four snipers. One on each beam. I can take out two.”

I tell him and he nods his head and mumbles of agreement sound out. “So, who is more important right now? Foxy or the Vipers?” Vulture asks. He is from a chapter in the south. “Finding Foxy is the task. We also want the remaining two who were involved in Angel’s rape and kidnapping. Crusher again gave us their names. As for the rest of Vipers. They need to die. I want all loose ends tied up. Even though only three members, their prez, and his daughter are involved in this shit storm. I can’t leave any of the rest alive, knowing they will retaliate in the future. So none are to be spared.” I tell them all and they agree.

Feeling a stir in my suit pants. Stomping hard on it. “I have to warn you, Seraphina,” I start in a gruff voice, “do not tempt the devil. Unless you’re ready to burn.” ---------

As if he could see ten steps ahead and fifty beneath your skin. He didn’t speak much. He didn’t need to. His silence was command. When MADVIPER walked into a room, the air changed. Time slowed. And even the most fearless men suddenly remembered the value of kneeling. He was the strategist. The venom in Veyrix’s name. Calculated cruelty masked beneath elegance. Where others used rage, he used rhythm. Where others burned cities, he built traps that made empires collapse from within, so subtly, the victims thought they had undone themselves.

Kyle swiftly took over and rushed over to where Evelyn was lying, arriving just in time to see the viper attempting to wrap itself around Evelyn. Kyle leaped into action, his muscles bulging with raw power as he lunged towards the viper. With a fierce growl, he swiftly seized the serpent by its neck, his grip unyielding as he wrestled it away from Evelyn's fragile form. The viper hissed and thrashed, but Kyle's determination was unwavering as he expertly maneuvered his grip to immobilize the viper's attempt to strike him. The viper attempted to coil itself around him but he deftly twisted it, restraining its movements.

Bernice got bored of the cigarette burns and decided to upgrade. "Strip her" The men looked at her and then at each other. It didn't matter how much Vinca struggled; they were three men, and she was bound on the seat. They then laid her on a dirty table and pinned her hands down. They had no idea what the boss wanted to do, but they were men, so they were already aroused. She had ordered for the rod to be heated up again. Taking the hot iron rod, she placed it on Vinca's stomach and there arose the stench of burnt flesh. Vinca couldn't handle the pain and blacked out.

On his command, they burst through the door, guns drawn, ready for anything. Inside, they found The Viper, his face partially obscured by shadows. He turned to face them, a sinister smile playing on his lips. “Lysander,” The Viper said, his voice dripping with malice. “I’ve been expecting you.” Lysander’s eyes narrowed. “It’s over, Viper. You’re finished.” The Viper laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the room. “You think you’ve won? This is just the beginning.” Before anyone could react, The Viper activated a hidden switch, and the room was suddenly filled with thick, choking smoke. Chaos erupted as they tried to find him, but The Viper was already slipping away through a conceale

He enlarged it and showed a tattoo on the back of the man’s hand. It was a snake tattoo that curled in a circle and bit its tail. Sean took the phone and checked the photo carefully. "Only Viper members have this tattoo." Sean looked up at him, stunned. "Vipers!" he murmured. "Very dangerous underworld group… each member is ruthless, killing machines," Angus continued. "Even the cops can’t do anything to them. They are arch rivals to the Black venoms." Sean gradually understood the whole situation. Since Antony was a member of the Black Venoms, the vipers came sniffing after his men. It was a gang war, and he and his family were

They then collect the bodies of their prey, drain their blood, and bathe in it for pleasure. Like all predatory animals, they seek out the easiest prey and often seen stalking women, children, runaways, and street folk. Highly skilled in trickery it's hard to tell who they’re going to be when they strike, they get in so close to the person that they are often mistaken for a family member or an old friend. Further down the page was a picture of the creatures. Black, yellow and covered in scales from head to toe the horned beast had piercing black eyes on the head of a serpent that came up to a spiked frill. Its fangs were pointed along with the rest of its jagged teeth and its long-black tong

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.