Caraxes Novels & Stories

ACE "I'm going to kill him," I seethed, pacing the length of Gunnar's office at Astor Architecture. After I had driven Miranda home to get ready for her day, I came here. I should have stayed with her. If I had stayed with her this wouldn't have happened, "no, I'm not going to kill him," I stopped pacing and glared out the floor to ceiling window that overlooked the city in all its beauty, "I'm going to cut his dick off, blend it and then make him drink it before slowly peeling his skin from his body."

An Athame, used for ceremonies amongst witches, the ax of Pangu, used to separate the sky from earth, Spear of Longinus, used to Lance Christ during his crucifixion, Fragrach, the sword of destiny, and many more. She ran her fingers down the ax and asked. “Do you know what these are?” “They are ancient and special weapons. How did you get all of these?” Josiah responded. “I am a collector and if you know where to look you can find anything.” She said meaning the black market. “These are incredible.” “They are definitely beautiful pieces. The artwork carved in each one is a separate beauty in its own.” She stated.

Alaric eyed the box with disinterest, opening it at a much slower pace than his sister. "Oh wow." Alexa took out a dagger—a pretty thing. The hilt was decorated with all sorts of rare stones. It must have cost a lot of money. But still, who in their right mind gives a six-year-old girl a dagger?! Sabrina glared at Asher, only to find him staring at the dagger in confusion. "Wait, that's not..." "That's so pretty, Al," Alexa said to her brother, who had just pulled out a large pink teddy bear from his present box. He eyed the animal with a melancholic expression.

Armed Response Suit [B] Hrothgar Tyr Submachine Gun [C] Hrothgar Tyr “Legatus” Resonance Round Shield [B] Federal Shipyards “Wasp Hive” Minirocket Pod SM [B] Federal Shipyards “Adjudicator” Electromace [B] — Kali swung her greataxe in a wide circle in front of her, and clipped both of the enemies she was facing. Though the two mecha in front of her were both well armed and armored, both could hardly keep up with her sheer ferocity in melee.

It was really satisfying for them, knowing that all of them have improved their personalities during their test. Luna's wooden bow was remade with silver metal covers and beads of white crystal. The arrows had the power to turn an enemy's body into a stone once the tip touched the enemy's skin. Maison's axe turned into an axe made of silver with three claw-like gold blades in between its toe and heel. There was also a golden cover at the center of its handle, and there were some abstract designs embossed on it.

I mumbled. He glared at me and then left. “Oh shit” I groaned in anger and hit my hand on the tree. “Were you the one that sent someone to poison Archer’s drink?” Someone said and I turned back to see Adrian walking towards me. “Are you dead? It’s not me” I said. I was about to walk away when he stood in front of me. “You can’t kill him by poisoning him with an ordinary poison, do you know the poison that can kill werewolves easily” He said.

I said to him. “I’ll link you,” Jared said as he walked back to the truck and I shifted. “Shouldn’t we give him a head start?” Archer asked as I flicked my tail and growled lowly at him. “Axel can run at about a hundred miles per hour for about two hours straight,” Jared said with a laugh as he started the truck and Archer climbed into the back with his hands bound.

Ivory’s hands shook, she hid her hands so the others won’t see, she couldn’t believe she just escaped from death. ‘That’s a relief’ Nara commented. Ivory stared at indigo’s sword; she wondered what type of sword it was that it could pierce through the bear’s thick hide. The sword looked like it was made from a bone of a creature. ‘That sword is indeed made from bone but it was made from a bone of a phase five air elemental’ Anita commented. Ivory’s eyes widened in surprise as she took another look at his sword, she didn’t reply Anita as she was still a little angry.

And ran up to him. Axel had been watching them. The gentleness between them. In his ten years of life, this was a first. It surprised him. It confused him. Hostility was all he’d seen before. He didn't know how to react to this. He’d been too focused he didn't realize when his finger slipped into the blade. Blood quickly stained his hand and the carrot he was trying to dice. Arabella panicked, quickly grabbing his hand to examine it. Fortunately, the cut wasn't deep.

She caught a spear-thrust on the flat of her blade, redirected the energy into a circular parry, and used the enemy's own momentum to drive his weapon into the chest of his comrade. "Dylan! The eastern barricade is buckling!" she screamed, glancing toward the center. "I see it!" Dylan yelled back. "Axel! Clear the ridge!" High above the plaza, perched on the jagged remains of a clock tower that had lost its face decades ago, Axel sat in total stillness. He was surrounded by boxes of specialized ammunition—heavy, armor-piercing bolts designed for his oversized mechanical crossbow.