And My Axe Novels & Stories

Alpha Xavier's POV I smirked in satisfaction as I watched the man in front of me grunting in agony as the hot blazing rod was placed on his back, searing his skin with blood sizzling out. His wife and two children were all tied to a chair each, gagged as they stared at their tortured father. No one dares challenge me and get away with it; I'm the devil himself, the most powerful. This man tried running away from this pack with his family. The punishment for that is always death. "Dad, why don't you just let me skin him alive instead!" My son, Xander, who seemed to have been lost in thought all this time, finally spoke out with a frown.

I was completely out of my mind and nothing came in my mind except chopping this man into little pieces and feed it to a dog until his each body cell rots in it's stomach. I had to save my mother. I immediately ran to the lawn and started finding something, with which I can kill him. Nothing caught my eye except an axe which was resting with the pomegranate tree, only tree I had in my lawn, planted by my mother when I was little. I almost ran to pick it up and headed straight inside. I ran with the heaviest steps in my life and raised the axe above my head and hit him straight in the head, while I growled.

I make sure all windows in the room are closed before I head into the closet to change into something comfortable. Walking in, I rummaged through my clothes, pushing the hangers left and right, as I pushed the last hanger to the left, my eyes widened and my breath froze in shock at what I saw. Right there, among my shirts and trousers, is an axe, not just any axe but a blade glistened ominous axe with droplets of blood staining its sharp edge. My mind raced a mile a minute as my heart seized with fear. It was the same axe from my nightmare.

Creed shrugged looking over to me “ Are you sure there isn’t another way? I’m sorry Char but I don’t want to see you getting hurt because that idiot Henry doesn’t know anything about being in the woods” Creed said annoyed with the whole situation “ I know how to survive in the woods. I've done it for years. Please don’t worry about me.” I said with a mouth full of muffin making Alex smile and shake his head. “ She's right, she should be fine but we need to get her set up with the equipment before bringing him up from his cell.” Alex said standing up from his chair

"You've caused so much trouble for all of us because of your stubbornness! The headmaster is mad, and we are all going to suffer!” Samuel, his voice laced with bitterness, chimed in, "Do you think your mother is ever coming back for you? She abandoned you, Axe! Face the reality!" The words echoed in the air, mingling with the painful cries that escaped Axe's lips. Each blow felt like a dagger to his heart, but he couldn't bring himself to fight back. He could only whimper, his tears mixing with the dirt on his face. Yet, even through the pain, Axe's voice trembled, his cries becoming desperate pleas. "She will come back! She promised me! She'll come back, I know she will!"

My response hit them hard, leaving the room in uneasy silence. "Is that so? How about seeing it for yourself?" one of them said with a smirk. I was shocked by their words. What did they mean by "seeing it for yourself"? I'm not here for that; I'm here to find Mark, my mate, so we can escape together. As far as I remember, I was a virgin when I met Austin, which means I'm still one.Even though I don't remember trying to sleep with my own brother, his words indicate that he stopped me from doing so.

Behind the wooden wall sat a large pile of uncut oak logs and a heavy steel axe resting in a broad stump. I pulled off my black shirt, exposing my chest, shoulders, and bruised ribs to the cool morning air. I grabbed the smooth wooden handle of the axe with both hands, set a thick log upright, and raised the blade high. The heavy steel blade slammed straight down through the center of the oak log, splitting it cleanly in half.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

They both know that they shouldn't be out here, but the temptation is too strong to resist. “Gosh! You scared the hell out of me” "But let's go anyways," she says, taking his hand. They set off into the woods, following the map. They climb over fallen logs and wade through streams, and finally, they reach a small clearing. In the center of the clearing, they find a large stone slab with strange markings on it. Emiliana's curiosity is piqued, and she starts examining the markings, trying to decipher them. Jace looks around the clearing, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Carl spat in anger and hatred at my face. “Leave her to me.” Axel said. He was dressed in a black training outfit, and I couldn't tell where he came from, deep in the forest or from his tent. He took a dagger that was strapped to his boot and pointed it at me. His dagger was made of pure silver; it shone under the sun with its dangerous intent to kill. “This stubbornness of yours is only going to lead you to an early grave.” Axel roughly pulled me inside his tent.