And My Axe Novels & Stories

" Romano gave me the chance to fly when I had the wings so if I'm driving it's partially because of him he helped me out when I had half a company to offer ." " You made something of that company by yourself you didn't have half a company to offer you had a full company to offer with all the trimmings and your grandfather is only seeing that now . " " I way too hard to get to where I am right now and I'll be damned if I'm going to let my grandfather and my cousin put me down. I have a lot live for and die for . " "Baby Axe. Where is he ?" "In your bedroom . It's sound proof . "

Axel I'm checking rooms that look like offices, getting out the innocents and taking Reapers along the way. That is when I find the asshole Axe the Reapers Prez hiding behind a club girl like the coward he is. I tell the girl to run. I’m not here for her. I grab him by his shirt and throw him against the wall. He hits with a satisfying thump. " Where is the girl you took?" I ask walking over to grab him again. The fucker laughs " You won't find her here. She is gone. Even if you do, she is probably already dead." That makes my blood run cold. No Merigold has to be here. I punch in the face. I watch blood splatter from his nose. I hit him again, this time the eye. " Where is she?" " I'm not t

"Did you see this bloodied axe? This is what I used to kill your grandfather. I stroke him between his forehead. Do you want me to strike you too?" Maybe he noticed the axe was so sharp and prolific with blood which might came from to his grandfather. He was bewildered, as if he didn't know what to do, like a wind blowing back and forth at my front. He stopped and gripped his head, until he finally said that he would kill me too as what I did to his grandfather.

I frown, wishing he'd just tell me without all the fanfare, but then he wouldn't be Theo if he did. “In combat class, he is undefeated, except that one time I managed to get him to the floor for 3 whole seconds right after we triggered the spark. He turns from this quiet guy to this absolute beast. It's like someone else takes over for him. That's why we call him The Axe, one end is plain and non-threatening but the other end is sharp and unforgiving. It seems it's not just on the battlefield that he switches beast mode on. Damn, when Daddy Axe demanded you cum for him I almost came too,” he blows out a breath and fans his face with his hands making me giggle.

Kael’s POV I swung the axe down hard, the sharp crack of splitting wood momentarily drowning out the noise in my head. The pile of firewood at my feet was already massive, but I didn’t stop. Sweat trickled down my face, and my arms burned with the effort, but the ache felt better than the chaos in my mind. The child. That damn tattoo.

" She added Again, her child kicks as he wants to get out of her tummy. "Oh, baby, I know you're excited." Emily lay on her back in bed. She was facing the right side, where the window was. She closed her eyes, thinking about Drake again. ** Drake felt excruciating pain in his stomach as the hunters continued to punch him. "Hey, come on! Be the ruthless alpha! Where's your brave? " The prince of the rouges growled.

I position the axe head near his ankle, his face draining of color. “I just wanted her to shut up.” He pleads. “So you stomped her ankle?” “I wasn’t thinking straight. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” “Well, you should have,” I raise the axe and bring it down with brutal force against his ankle, chopping it right off his leg. By the time I’m done with him, I’m soaked in blood. I walk back to the table with tools and drop the bloodied axe. Grab a towel next and clean my hands off.

I muttered under my breath as I rifled through the safe in the storage room, grabbing a sword. Usually, our wolves were our strongest weapons, but without that option, I’d have to rely on my skills with a blade. I just prayed it wouldn’t end in my death; I couldn’t leave Kegan behind. “I need to talk to my mate real quick,” Axel called out as she turned away, and I ran outside to face the battle.

"The master commands the territory now! Give us the hollow shell of the prince, or burn inside this tomb!" I raised my right axe, my fingers tightening around the leather-wrapped hilt, and drove the heavy iron blade straight down through the broken timber panel, severing the creature's clawed fingers in one clean, brutal stroke. A thick spray of hissing, molten lava splattered across my leather pauldrons, but I didn't drop my stance.

They did not even say a word as they dashed over with their sticks, embodying the quiet-but-deadly vibe. “All right, that’s it for now then. We’ll have a good chat when I see you back at home. I’ll be going now.” With a pat on Javier’s shoulder, Mackenzie opened the car door and got out. Nobody saw him raise his arm but the brush that was perched on his ear was now in his hand. Its handle was red whilst its bristles were snow white. It looked like a brush of good quality. When Mackenzie flicked it, however, the bristles separated to reveal a sharp blade in the center…