After Hearing the Snakes Talk, I Gave My Husband's Cursed Necklace to a Pig — Novel

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In a world where love and betrayal intertwine like the coils of a serpent, one woman’s life spirals into chaos when she discovers her husband’s dark secret. Clement, once her savior, now seems a stranger, consumed by shadows and strange scents that hint at something sinister. As she navigates her crumbling marriage, her daughter Virginia unwittingly becomes a pawn in a deadly game, caught between the whispers of two snakes and the chilling promise of a cursed necklace.

When the serpents in the basement begin to speak, their words leak poison into her reality. Who are they, and what do they want? The stakes rise as she learns that the very charms meant to protect them carry a curse that could cost them everything. Driven by desperation, she takes a bold step that might either save or doom them all.

Can she outsmart the forces conspiring against her? As her world teeters on the edge of madness, she must confront the chilling question: how far will she go to protect her daughter from the monsters lurking in plain sight? A tale of love twisted by betrayal and dark magic awaits, and the clock is ticking.

After Hearing the Snakes Talk, I Gave My Husband's Cursed Necklace to a PigChapter 1

My husband rescued two large snakes.

He couldn't get through to animal control right away, so he kept them in our basement.

After that, he grew colder toward me by the day. And there was always a strange smell clinging to him, something sickly sweet with a metallic edge.

I didn't think much of it at first. Not until I brought my daughter downstairs to help feed the snakes, and I heard the vivid red one speak in a woman's voice, low and seductive.

My man works overtime every single day, and this bitch gets to lounge around...

A child's voice piped up from the other snake: Mommy, when can you and Daddy finally be together for real? I'm so sick of this bitch feeding us!

The woman's voice dropped to a soothing murmur: Don't worry, baby. In a few more days, this bitch and her daughter's bodies will be ours...

...

The blood drained from my face. The plate of raw meat nearly slipped from my hands.

Inside the glass tank, the black-scaled snake stretched its neck toward me, its eyes flat and vicious. Goosebumps crawled up my arms.

Stupid woman can't even feed us properly. I want to bite through her throat.