Axel Umbrella Academy Novels & Stories

Yet, I couldn’t help it. Axel spun, slashing through another one, then another. He looked equally half-bored and half-annoyed like this was just cardio for him and they were ruining it. When the last one dissolved into dust, he turned to us, his eyes narrowed. “You two plan to clap or maybe try to join in next time?” I raised both hands. “Sorry, I didn’t realize it was a bring-your-own-weapon party or I'd have come prepared.” Bree shivered then said. “Yeah, maybe give us a dagger or something next time, boss.”

I squeeze Callan’s and Ethan’s warms hands. “Agreed,” Axel says, straightening and managing to look imposing even though he’s smaller than the other three and not wearing a stitch of clothes. “Let us let the destruction of Ama serve to herald a new day in the Jacksonville pack. And to remind everyone what happens when you hurt Luna.”

Young Alpha's Heart Axel burst into his parents' study, his gold-green eyes wild with emotion, his dual nature practically vibrating with awareness. At fifteen, he was already as tall as his father, but right now, he looked young and uncertain. "I felt something," he blurted out, his power causing the lights to flicker. "At the Academy. When the new girl arrived. It was like... like..." He found his mate. "Like your whole world shifted?" Blaze finished, sharing a knowing look with Maya.

Axel’s POV “Alright! Get those asses into gear! Those thirty miles aren’t gonna run themselves, bitches!” I cackled as I threw another shoe at the teens, getting them on their way. I had made early morning sparring and jogging part of their new routine now; Teddy Two as I called him, liking the progress I was making.

“Is Mommy dying?” The innocent question ripped through him. “No.” Aaron’s voice cracked. “She’s going to fight.” “And the baby?” Aaron swallowed painfully. “She’s fighting too.” Axel nodded slowly before reaching into his backpack. “I drew something.” The picture showed their family standing together. Mommy. Daddy. Axel. Baby Sara. And another woman. Blonde. Smiling. Holding Aaron’s hand. Aaron frowned. “Who’s this?” “The nice work lady.” Axel smiled innocently.

Emma’s POV Living with Ace Fallon was like starring in a prank war I hadn’t signed up for. I Finally stumbled on the house lease agreement. Within a week, I’d lost count of how many girls I’d seen stumbling out of his bedroom in the morning. Blond, brunette, redhead—Ace didn’t discriminate. They left in wrinkled clothes, barely struggling to pull their heels on, giggling as they squeezed past me on their walk of shame. “Do you mind?” I snapped one morning when a particularly loud blonde tripped over my bag in the living room.

“Are you sure?” Emily could feel Rica rise to the surface for a second, so she was sure that her eyes were probably purple again. “Yes.” Smiling Gabriel stepped back and turned to Axel. “Alright. 1:00 Friday. Does that work for you, Axel?” Axel was practically bouncing in place with the thought of the chance of showing off his skills. “Perfect,” he said. “I am going to go make sure that the ring is ready,” he said, practically bounding out of the conference room.

On BBC, there's a picture of Axel, leaving a building that looks a lot like a gym, and there's writing that says:"NEW CHAMPION: MEET THE BOXER WHO HAS BEATEN THE BEST FIGHTER IN THE WORLD!" I can hear the news reporters talk about him, and how he's beaten some kind of a record but it's too confusing to understand it clearly. "What's this?" I whisper and Amber changes the programme, and then switches to yet another programme, all of them spotting Axel's picture. "Look, it's everywhere, and it's been like this for an hour. Apparently my baby brother has broken a record or something and gotten himself in a UFC league. Have you heard of it before?" she asks and I nod.

I love my best friend, and the last thing i want is for her to waste her time on a jerk like Finn. Before i could voice out my thoughts, there was the bell signaling the end of the class and people began to pack up their stuff in hurry to distance themselves from Mr humpy's horrible lessons. Sometimes i think everyone is going to fail this class very miserably even my ex quiz competition partner, Jenna Marbles, the smartest kid i know in this huge school who always saw me as a potential rival.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.