Aex Stories Novels & Stories

Axek was about to hit me in the face when. "Axel, stop it! What are you doing?!" Mommy Carla said as she got near me. She helped me fend for myself, and she wiped my tears dry. "What is your problem?" She asked.. "You were asking about my problem, mom? Have you seen what happened inside? Zebastian was the CEO of the company where we borrowed money! Raven was knowledgeable about, but she didn't tell me? Why? Because she's having a secret affair with him?" Axel said he was so mad.

Alexa whispered. "Why don't you introduce us, Peter? the man said with a smirk. "Well, she's my secretary, Alexandria Akins, Alexa meets the big boss, CEO of Cross Cooperationn, Mr. Xander Cross," Peter introduced. 'Stop making me feel awkward!!, oh my goodness, you've finally done it Alexa you're gonna lose your job,' she said inwardly. "Uh...I've gotta go," Alexa said while scrambling away from them. 'You can run but you can't hide, I'm finally gonna get my revenge,' Xander said as his pink lips curved upwards.

I beg, holding back the urge to roll my eyes. “Don't worry, `Drea. I can manage.” Ava says with a small smile. “My fucking bullet proof and sleek state of the art, SUV isn't fucking manageable. It's the best out there.” Axel growls, getting into the driver's seat, his aura rolling off him in waves… He's angry. “Yeah… Don't rub it in my face that you're rich.” She mutters. I know Axel heard but just keeps quiet for the rest of the the ride.

I explained. “That is great. She is welcome to come over anytime.” Aiden said at the same time Austin asked “what do you do?” “I'm a stylist and I work at a boutique, that is where Alexia and I met.,” Stacey said. I was about to jump in to narrate our meeting when my phone buzzed in my purse. I fished out my phone and saw that it was Ethan. Ethan calling at this time of the day, so I excused myself to take the call.

Raven groans she loves watching the hunts and now she would miss it. "Yeah I'll just need you to bring me my laptop" Axel says he'll be there in a few and hangs up. A jack of all trades that man. Axel Theodore was the son of a plastic surgeon who had a side huddle working for the Mexican cartel, so Axel learned a thing or two and wound up here, working for the infamous Princes of Darkness. His computer skills were self taught like most hackers are an that got him in more trouble when he was growing up, now he works at the estate doing a little of everything as a way to keep him out of trouble.

Cael stared at the man who was just about their age, perhaps younger than a year. “I’m Axen, I live on the island,” Axen said. “Who are you?” “Who lives with you here?” Hugo asked. “Just me,” Axen said. Axen looked at Cael, who was hugging Kyra. “Is she your girlfriend?” Cael just glanced at Axen but never said a word. “What are you doing here? Why are you living here?” Raven asked. “As you can see, I’m weird. I can’t live in the city.” Axen said.

Azxel curled onto his side immediately, wiping at his wet face with the heel of his hand, but when Jaelen started to pull away, Azxel caught his wrist. “Stay,” he whispered, voice thick and small. Jaelen hesitated, then sat on the edge of the mattress. Azxel scooted closer, resting his head on Jaelen’s thigh, one arm looping loosely around his leg like an anchor. A shaky breath escaped Azxel, and then a tiny, wobbly smile tugged at his lips as he looked up. “Tell me a story?” he asked, soft and hopeful, like a child asking for comfort. “Please?”

Axel took a glass of drink from the fridge. "I'm just the son of a businessman who just got his fortune. I'm just an ordinary teenager who lives full of hope. I've had a crush on a werewolf girl at my school. I dared to express my feelings to her. And we should have been dating. But, Hunter..." Axel closed his eyes.

Maybe that's a God thing; his speed is impeccable. I pour a glass of water for myself; this has been a long day for me; who says living like a human is easy? You have to deal with dumbness every day and the drama that comes from being human. Axel wanting his mother to heal from cancer isn't drama; it isn't my plan to get involved with his life, but the moment he talks about his mother, I lose all the rational points against humanity.

he pressed his lips to her head, clinging to her. “I missed you, Daddy. I missed your pancakes and your hugs and your stories…” “I’m never missing another one,” he promised, kissing her again. Wilder stepped forward behind them. “Looks like I can officially retire from bedtime stories.” Axel turned to him, one hand still resting protectively on Sea’s back. The two men stared at each other like wolves sizing one another—but not with hostility. With respect. “I’m Axel,” he said, extending his hand. “Wilder,” he replied, gripping it firmly.