Caraxes Novels & Stories

Scarface narrowed his eyes, nocking a black armor-piercing bolt onto the bowstring. The carriage had just reached the most precipitous, hairpin turn of the pass. “Now!” Scarface snarled, releasing the bowstring. Whoosh! The poison bolt tore through the air with a shrill, ear-splitting whistle, striking the axle of the carriage’s right wheel with unerring precision. Crack! The wooden wheel splintered into a thousand shards in an instant. Robbed of its balance, the carriage lurched violently toward the chasm on its right. The earth drake pulling it spooked, letting out a deafening roar, its colossal body thrashing wildly—only accelerating the carriage’s slide toward the cliff’s edge.

Axel swerved hard as the car tires screeched, trying to break free, but another car suddenly cut in front of us, forcing him to stop the car abruptly “Stay calm!” he barked. “The bullets won’t get through,” he added quickly, voice sharp but controlled. “The car is bulletproof. But the tires are gone and we need another vehicle as soon as possible.” He turned to Cyrus. “You know how to use a gun?” Cyrus nodded his head, “Yes.” Axel reached under his seat and pulled out two guns, handing one to Cyrus without hesitation. Then he leaned back, finding my hand. “Hey,” he said softly, completely in contrast with the chaos around us. “Look at me.”

Axel’s thumb flicked tears off the corner of his eyes, “Life must suck for you, having to be around the Nepo baby all day, stewing in that envy.” “Axel.” I called. He tapped my shoulder, but kept his eyes on Mateo, “I'd give you ten of those bikes,” his eyes ran down Mateo with a repulsed gaze. “But with that hideous face, you’re no good to my female or even male clients.” Matteo lunged for Axel, but I was quick to step in, and his fist bounced off my chest. I gave Axel the stink eye now, and he laughed, finally returning to his seat just as I noticed Tara Cox walking into the lounge.

Jasper mutters, cutting through my thoughts about how frustrating the coldness of this Pack must be for someone like Aria, who has lived here her whole life. We scale the side of the house, which to the left, is Jasper's parked car. The windscreen is layered by thick snow, dusting even the bonnet and the roof. Pulling his keys out, Jasper makes it to the car to unlock it, while I try my best to shovel the snow off the window with my sleeve over my hand. As Jasper turns the car on, I want to beg him to hurry and pull the car out. My desperation can be felt in my beating heart, in the lump in my throat, and especially in my tense muscles that could plead their own case to Jasper.

she gestures to me "-doesn't deserve to be here." "Oh, and you do?" He didn't give her time to respond. "I suggest that next time you decide to talk about Kamara like that, you watch your mouth." He left her stunned as he took my hand in his and led me out of there into the next class which we had together. ***

" Are you kidding me? " Arice said. " Yep! Just leave it to me guys! " We went to Alexia's house, as usual, to get her red car. Her red 1958 Plymouth Fury made by Stephen King. I know! Cool car, right? The best car of the year. We usually used this when we're roaming. We start the engine. Then we talk to each other while driving. " How's your love life Arice? I figured that you have STALKER? Is that's true? "

What the man had said, Reina still remained in her heart. "Anyway, darn it till now," Reina confessed. "Sorry," Daren said sincerely. "Hmmm...." Reina cleared her throat quickly as an answer. Daren accidentally saw a pile of cardboard in the corner of the room. Intrigued, he asked Reina about it. "What is it, Rei?" "Cardboard." "What does that amount of cardboard do?" Daren clarified the point. "Oh, make my things." "Where are you going?" "Moving on."

Julia's dad parked her car in front of the store when he dropped by the store earlier. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. "Cara, I'll drive you home," Austin suddenly appeared in front of me, riding a motorcycle. "When did you buy a motorcycle?" I asked him as I went near him. "This is my father's. I only borrowed it," he said. "It's dangerous. Be careful," I said. Austin needs to be careful if he doesn't want to be like what happened to Dad. "I didn't want to ride with Julia so I could have some time alone," I said.

Alex plunged his right arm forward and impaled him with his attached sword. Working each side of his body autonomously, Alex flicked his thumb swiftly along the handle of his gun, triggering a small switch that caused the axis supporting the five slings to rotate so that the next armed one was in position to be released by the trigger. Alex was proud of his innovation with the weapon’s design, as it allowed him to quickly twist around and fire a second shot at another adversary charging his rear.

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.