Axel Blaze Novels & Stories

another child comes up, pointing to Leana and Drake. “Hello, Prince Urien. I’m Alpha Kieran.” He smiles at me, obviously pleased that I know he’s a prince. “So it works?” Maeve asks examining Asmodeus carefully. “I understand you are partially responsible for me being able to walk in the sun again. You have my eternal gratitude,” Asmodeus says. “And considering you’re immortal, that’s a lot of gratitude,” Xander says to him before turning to me.

Wrapped in silk were crescent-shaped blades with jeweled handles, the same exquisite style, rubies glowing like fire. “Well, hold it firmly in your hand,” Aziz instructed. I gripped one. The rubies pulsed with red light, the blade burning hot in my palm. “What is this? What does it do?” I gasped. “It is reacting to your presence,” Aziz said. “These hellblades slay demons, forcing my true form out. Behren used them to banish us during Constantinople’s fall. My real body is not of this world, and humans cannot perceive it. Since you are used to me as a cat, I became this larger version. I am much more…mighty in person”

"I already guessed that, you greedy son of a bitch. That's why you want to kill me, too. So you can add mine to what's yours." "Fair point, but not entirely," Axel replied, enjoying the look of annoyance on Blaze's face. "But you see, I don't need to kill you to take your property. I want to do it because I know that in the end, you will find a way to get them back from me. So, once again, this is me looking out for the future." Adding Blaze to the big plan had come as an afterthought. He originally wanted Maverick's property, but then he thought, why not take Blaze's, too? The more, the better. And curse that sour look his brother gave him; Blaze was way worse at heart.

I gesture my hand again for them to stop talking. ‘They still believe we are responsible for the deaths of the humans and some of their pack members. But, during all this, Alpha Maximus’s daughter, Lylah, was there, and it turns out we are blood flames.’ ‘Master has found his blood flame,’ they gasp. ‘We finally have our lady to serve,’ others say.

His eyes were the deepest shade of green and they were staring right at me. I don't know how I haven't passed out yet. "Hello there, gorgeous. My name is Azza but Xander calls me Az." He smirked when Alexander shot him a glare. He seemed to have a thick accent and I couldn't tell where it was from. Probably hell. Unironically. He extended his hand for me to shake. "What are you?" I asked him while looking at his black wings with awe. Is he a fallen angel like Alexander? I shook his hand for some weird reason, probably the alcohol.

Past in Axons POV I go by the name of Axon Blaze, and I am a freshman at the University of Stanford. Unfortunately, my life is anything but average for a college student. The truth is Axon Blaze is not my real name. It is an alias I use, so no one knows who I am. Thanks to my father and his powerful enemies, I have to hide.

I extended my arm, "I'm Jade." His hands were so big, they almost wrapped around mine and I swear I felt a jolt electricity course through me the moment our palms connected. "Blake Wilson, and I've heard a lot about you." he smiled softly. We stayed like that for a while, his hands were soft and his eyes looked as blue as the ocean, I felt like I was going to drown, until my stupid brother had to interfere. "Yeah no, that," he took our hands and separated them, "this can't happen." he said then turned to Blake, "Her," he pointed at me, "no kissing, no touching, no sex, no and I repeat, NO DATING"

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

I’m staring down the two wolves in front of me. Blaise – Vitali’s wolf – is crouched in front of me to the right, and Angel – Tyson’s wolf – is crouched to the left. Axel and I are trying to coordinate our attacks better. I’m the extra set of eyes, assessing the situation and looking for the best attacks while Axel fights. We’ve always been a team, but right now we’re trying harder than ever to be the best team we can be.