Axel Walker Novels & Stories

Axel’s restraining arm was instantly caught, bent backward at an impossible angle. I heard a sickening pop followed by a wet tear. Axel let out a scream like the pathetic beast he was, a high-pitched, agonizing sound that was loud enough to be heard in the furthest reaches of the territory. In the pack mind-link, a wave of pure, unadulterated agony exploded, causing every member of the Moonlight Walkers to gasp in shared pain.

“She doesn’t have anything to say to a stranger.” “Oh!” He acted shocked by my words. “My bad, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Axel the leader of a cult and a pack of prestigious wolves.” “You speak so highly of your pack .” I responded displaying a tough front while within I was breaking and still trying to communicate with Nima, hoping she will respond. “My pack is good but it is about to be the best.” He said in a bold tone. “With you by our side.”

Looking down at the ground I didn’t notice that he had stopped walking so I ran right into him falling on my butt. “ Would you watch where you’re going?” he hissed, turning to the left and walking away. You would think he’d be in a better mood by getting to take me and completing his mission. I followed him for what felt like forever. After being with Alex’s grandparents my feet and back aren’t prepared for long walks like this anymore. I wanted to ask how much longer till we got to his alpha but he’s attitude made me want to rethink that. Back at the packhouse he wasn’t so cruel and harsh. Maybe it was all an act. Sitting down on a broken tree stump he didn’t turn around or notice I wasn’t

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

He took it, and I hauled him to his feet, both of us grateful to have a strong bond where we could kick each other’s asses but still be brothers when it counte He clapped a hand to his ribs, wincing. “I think you cracked some “You’ll live,” I said, wiping sweat off my brow. “Barely,” he muttered, grabbing a water flask from the bench. He took a swig, then tossed it to me. “You fight like a man with demons crawling under “I’ve got plenty of those,” I said. “Name’s Axel. And a ghost I can’t stop chasing.” Caden leaned against the post, breathing heavily. “You’re getting closer. You know that, right?”

Raven groans she loves watching the hunts and now she would miss it. "Yeah I'll just need you to bring me my laptop" Axel says he'll be there in a few and hangs up. A jack of all trades that man. Axel Theodore was the son of a plastic surgeon who had a side huddle working for the Mexican cartel, so Axel learned a thing or two and wound up here, working for the infamous Princes of Darkness. His computer skills were self taught like most hackers are an that got him in more trouble when he was growing up, now he works at the estate doing a little of everything as a way to keep him out of trouble.

"Desperation. Anger. The fact that we have nothing left to lose." "We have the baby." "Right. Almost nothing to lose." He stood. Leaned against the wall. Breathing hard. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Testing something." He pushed off the wall. Took a step. Almost fell. Caught himself. "Axel, sit down." "I need to know if I can walk." "You can barely stand." "Then I better practice." He took another step. This one steadier. Then another. After five steps he had to stop.

Even though it’s hot, I’m dressed in a long wool dress with a designer kerchief tied as a necktie to hide the bruises Ansel’s hand left around my neck. “Morning, sunshine! What a beautiful day!” Axel calls out, spreading his arms. He has a large wingspan. His muscles ripple as he moves. I roam my eyes around his body. He looks like an Adonis, a gorgeous Greek sculpted god. His entire body is testament to some god out there, molding superior specimens. “Good morning, Axel. We were just about to have some breakfast. Come, join us,” Ansel says. Axel walks over. As he brushes past my chair, his finger pinches my skin around the neck area.

We walk toward the corner of the hall where the cluster of students aren’t – it’s far too loud to sit in the center, and this way we can discuss what we need to. “Look,” Axel says, biting into his burger, “, I can be your guide.” He was barely understandable with a mouth full of food but I’ve been getting used to it. “What do you mean?” “I mean, it’s like, super cold right? I’ll give you my earpiece to wear and you just wear a beanie to cover it – she’ll never notice and I’ll be able to hear and talk you through everything. I’ll be your cupid.” “A cupid who has very unusual intentions.”

I hoped and laid my head on the car seats and stared outside the window. When I got to Ax Gallery, I paid the cab driver and alight from the car. I stood at the front of the gallery and closed my eyes as I whispered a few words of prayer. I hope what happened last wouldn't happen again. I wasn't ready for another breakdown. A car horn behind me and when I turned, I saw Axel come down from the car and walked towards me. "What are you doing standing and not moving?" He asked. I gaped at him and he looked like had just come out from a Vogue magazine. He wore a brown Italian suit that made him look like a celebrity model.