Caraxes Novels & Stories

He rolled his eyes. "Look at this, baby." Max whispered in her ears and held his out, rotating his hand, a red and green glow comes out of his hand. He pointed to Keyton and showed a red cross on his chest. "Red cross means that he's lying and a green tick means that he's telling the truth." He said, the other power that allows him to detect lies, this can be useful for interrogating the criminals that are down there. "Woah, detecting lies!" She exclaimed.

“And my name is Amaris.” “So, Ames—is it okay if I call you that?” He asks, and although I can see his lips moving and know that it’s obviously him speaking, all I can hear is my brother’s voice saying that same stupid nickname. Suddenly, I’m no longer on the outskirts of the pack lands with Maxon. No, instead, I’m standing over Axel’s still warm and bloody body, the sound of the gunshot still echoing throughout my mind, the beat of my heart pulsing double time in my ears, as if it’s having to work harder, trying to make up for the fact that Axel’s heart no longer beats as mine does.

While Angus was in his giant form, using his sharp nails to tear the skins of the giants. His eyes were bloodshot red, it was rare to see Angus this angry as he was always smiling occasionally. He twisted the neck of a giant, but the giant still stabbed him with the magic spear on his ribcage, Angus held the spear stucked in his ribcage and pulled it out turning it around around and stab it right into the giants heart. The giant didn't expect it as he widened his eyes at the sudden turn of event, he clutched his chest as Angus pushed the spear even more into his chest till the spear came out of his back with his heart hanging at the tip of the spear.

The wheel getting caught in the rut, followed by the low creak of straining wood before the final snap as the axel broke in two. “For fu…” Alexander exited the carriage, a stream of profanity following him out as he went to see what the damage was. He has only just managed to get himself dry after the last stop. “Stay here.” He gritted out through his teeth as an afterthought. I dare not do anything but. The scowl he gave me being enough to route me to the spot.

I see the shadow of whoever has dared come into my cave and without a second thought i lunge at them, as i lunge i get a familiar scent of wood and cherry, at first it shocks me but then it makes me angry that someones got the same scent as my Luke so without thinking i launch myself at them, they grab me mid air but i manage to swing my fist and catch them in the face, the growl they release urges me on "grrrrrrrrrr" and im hitting them as they try to speak but i don't give them a chance i dont want to listen to them "stop,wait,please"

I don’t want to go dabbing his crotch. “I’m so sorry Alpha,” I say quickly, watching the fabric of the napkins soak up the water. He glances up at me, eyes of pure emerald green. “That’s perfectly okay. It was an accident.” “He would never hold something like this against a girl as pretty as you,” Asher taunts from beside us, a smile of pure feline amusement dancing across his face. I find myself blushing, as Noah breezily laughs off Asher’s taunt.

that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips. The thing looked like a tiny loincloth. “And how is that used?” as much as I saw whatever Pierre was teaching me, I still didn't understand where it would be put. "The hell I'll tell you,” Alex growled, letting go of me for the first time since we arrived. "I'm going to kill him." Stunned, I saw how Alex began to chase Pierre around the store, while amused, he dodged with whatever he had shown me still in his hand.

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.

Alex said to Adrian as he picked up one of the bullets that has a black colour and showed it to Adrian. "These ones in particular are made of wolf's bane, so even if the other bullets here won't have much effect on a werewolf, these ones that are made of wolf's bane will surely have a deep impact on any wolf that it's been shot with; it can even kill the person," Alex said to Adrian while smirking mischievously. "And can I know why you ordered all these weapons? It's not as if the Pack needs any of them," Adrian said to Alex, who smiled sarcastically.

he hissed, his words dripping with malice. Axel's reaction was instantaneous and terrifying. His eyes blazed with a fierce, reddish glow, and his voice thundered through the air, making me tremble with fear. "Apologize this instant," he growled, his words dripping with a deadly menace. I felt a chill run down my spine as I gazed into his wolf’s eyes, and I knew that Axel was on the verge of unleashing his fury.