Axel And Beast Reading Level Novels & Stories

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

His claws were longer and sharper and his fangs were longer than a wolf's. "Axel!" I shouted. "Where are you?" My body shook in fear as the beast moved closer to me. "Please, don't come closer," hot tears streamed down my face as the beast moved closer to me while I move backward until I fell on the couch. "Axel!" I screamed as the beast stood in front of me. The beast raised its hand and I let out a deafening scream and blacked out.

He lowered his head, ashamed. “Axel,” Lei began as she completely faced him. The tension between them was still as awkward as ever. “You should be in bed—“ “I am no longer a kid now, Lei.” The young alpha reminded her. His deep voice startled Lei, and then it sank into her that she could never treat him like the sweet boy he was. No one can refute the fact that Axel was just as mature as all his other brothers. Axel’s golden hair shimmered against the moonlight and his amber eyes shone like the sun, despite the night. He stood tall, towering her with six and one feet.

Kade answered softly, “not in the spirit.” “When we shift, we can almost feel her,” Kross muttered. “Like she’s still here. Still keeping us grounded and telling us not to cross to the other side. Every full night, Axel struggles not to cross to the other side of just being a full monster. He fights not to give in fully to the beast. And you’re not meant to fight the beast. You’re both supposed to coexist peacefully. When the beast comes out, let it out, and when it’s time it’ll go back in. But that’s only that easy when you have a tether.”

I read Ava’s essays over myself, and despite the occasional swear word or two, they were exceptionally well-written. Still, I don’t want either of our girls picking up Axel’s or I’s bad habits. And as for Ava, well, she’s only 2 years old, so I don’t think she’s picking up much of anything. It’s still better to be safe than sorry, though. I turn my attention back to the race. “Is she in 3rd or fourth?” I ask Axel. “I can’t tell.” “Four—, no wait, third!” “Fuck yes,” I whisper under my breath.

He was the only thing that calmed Astrid. Axel and Lucy thought maybe the moon goddess made a mistake making their wolves mates and not them. But perhaps they were just kindred souls. They wouldn't know until they both turned 18. They did not feel that way about each other anymore, they became more like family than anything romantic. Axel was a favourite with girls at school. He was tall, 6 feet 3 inches tall chestnut coloured hair, short on the sides longer and loosely tousled on top, eyes the colour of emeralds. A strong square jawline, broad shoulders, your typical athlete where Lucy preferred to keep her nose in a book and out of sight at all costs. Total and complete opposites except th

“The beast is starting to move because it can already sense that we have teamed up.” The beast was now heading toward us, roaring again, raising its legs to attack Alexa, but she flew up. “Now,” she shouted, started muttering in a foreign language, and pointed her finger toward me. The illusion magic worked wonders as expected because Cara grew in size, just like the beast. “This size feels so incredible, and I love it,” she muttered, then let out a growl as she moved closer to the beast. She let out a deafening growl that shook the room and attacked the beast, hitting it hard in the face.

“This is what he’s reading now.” Arabella made for the door. “Mom, please stay.” Arabella stayed. Axel was in the middle as the two of them laid on the sides of the bed. Then Axel went on to flip through the pages, choosing the story he wanted to hear. He took his time. More time than he usually did. Like he already knew which one he wanted to hear. A story about little Chad and his small family. He paused briefly, then read the last line quietly— “And that night, Chad fell asleep between them, thinking it was the happiest day ever… because his mom and dad were both right there with him.”

“You’re too weak.” Henry gripped his stick. Hard. I clenched my clipboard, wishing for once I could disappear more than I already did. The game only got worse. Xavier scored again. And again. And again. By the time the referee blew the final whistle, the scoreboard might as well have flashed: XAVIER BLAKE OWNS THIS RINK. I watched Henry throw his helmet into the bench. He hated losing. But losing to someone who was his exact opposite—sharp where Henry was warm, unpredictable where Henry was disciplined—must’ve burned like hell.

We started circling around the creature, observing his moves and predicting his attacks. It seems like Axel and I have pretty good teamwork because the beast started faltering with every subsequent attack. As I stabbed the abdomen of the beast, Axel went behind its back and plunged the knife into his heart. The creature's eyes widened in shock, and I could see the life leave his eyes. It fell down to the ground with a wet thud, its bodily fluids spreading everywhere. Axel and I took a step back and grimaced at the disgusting sight. It was a pretty tiring fight, so we tried catching our breaths while watching the creature melt to the ground.