Axel Van Helsing Novels & Stories

Biting back the urge to tell the truth, that he didn’t have a father, he instead growled, “Axel Hale, the traitor of Mcshane.” His heart hammered, praying that these wolves who were clearly not only foreign to Mchane but to the United States entirely would have no clue as to who Axel Hale actually was. Hopefully, to them, his name was that, just a name. The man’s green eyes seemed to darken as he scrutinized Snarl. Then in an instant, he nodded his head and the werewolves at either side of him made their first attack. Snarl bit back the urge to tip back his head and howl in pain as they raked their claws down his

Gabe murmured, unable even to understand what he was saying. With Gabe still staring at her bewildered, Alexa blurted, “It’s the headless horseman.” She sighed at Gabe, who kept staring at her as if she didn’t comprehend a word she said. “You know Death. From the folklore. That’s the dude attacking the pack.” Alexa summarized her knowledge of the supernatural, occult, and folklore as follows: “His name is Abraham Van Brunt. He is a revenant.

His hot breath fanning her forehead which made her shiver. Axel stepped back to observe how crimson her face was. Violet was entering his dark world, and he knew she thought he was a saint because she was too innocent and naive. He was glad to have found such a innocent mate and didn't want to question the moon goddess for doing so. Her emerald eyes revealed how unblemished and pure she was. He wondered whether she was still this naive when she still had her memories. Axel had killed the captured werewolf without hesitation after learning the information he need from him, especially given that the werewolf was a spy for Jason Alfonso, one of his rivals.

one of them stuttered and without another thought, Axel let go of Hazel's body and ran to the older man, grabbing him by the neck and pulling him up entirely. The wolf doctor tried to use his wizard powers to get Axel off him but it was not working and that made him realize that Axel had brought new blessings from the land of the dead. Spells won't work on him anymore and of course, potions too would not work. "I..." The wolf doctor was dying in his tight grip but Axel only tightened his grip the more. "You know how much she means to me! How could you?! How could you even do that?!" "She....she wanted it!" He managed to say.

I have to hide my face, so no one sees it turn into a tomato. Axel reaches up and gently wraps his jaw around my wrist, pulling my hand down. 'Don’t ever hide your beautiful face from us,' he says sweetly. See? Axel is the big bad wolf to everyone but me. With me, he’s gentle and loving. I’m so glad he’s mine.

I walk over and take a seat right at the bottom of the tree, the sounds of nature surrounded me as I sat there hugging my legs. Axel is a werewolf?! I had no idea they even existed, why would he want me? I know he’s been so kind and I’ve come to trust him, but what if that is all an act as he’s really out to get me?! Perhaps I would have been safer staying with Patrick.

It was amazing. “Hello!” Came a voice from behind him, making Rex flinch being caught by surprise. He was dressed in a white robe with a purple open chested shirt, showing broad shoulders and muscled physique. “Hello, I’m Rex Callis, Alpha of the Sakura Pack. I’m sorry to hear about your father. He was a great mentor of mine. How have you, your house, and Pack been doing?” Rex asked. “It’s been a rough transition, but I have an interesting crew behind me.” Tristan chuckled. Rex only nodded in response.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

“Have you done?” “Me?” August’s eyebrows lifted. “I think you’ve mistaken my role in this drama, Ms Carter. I’m the hero here,” he lifted his chin in defiant alpha-pride. “I have been warning the supernatural world for over a decade that this was coming. The Van Helsings have been building power, developing technology and magical weapons of destructive power, with one aim in mind – our destruction, the supernatural world’s destruction. I am here,” he said. “To stop that from happening.”

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.