Cast Of Bloody Axe Wound Novels & Stories

Elowen’s wolf flashed in her eyes in challenge. “I’ll fight you any day, but not today. This is far from over.” She got up and darted into the set of trees behind her. I sighed and collapsed into Kade, all my muscles tightened a series of pinches happened inside me. “Hey!” Axel barked. “What the hell is going on here?” He marched up to us shirtless with his hair ruffled. “There’s a trail of blood out there,” Axel added. “It’s okay, we got it.”

And then—I saw him. Axel. He stood a few paces away, dressed in white. A two-piece suit, soaked in blood. His arms hung limp at his sides. His face was a blank canvas. No emotion. No recognition. His eyes—white. No pupils. No soul. He didn’t blink. "Axel…" I called. I stepped forward. The world pushed back. A violent gust slammed into me, knocking me off my feet. I scrambled up, tried again. Another blast—this time stronger. Twisted trees burst from the ground around me. Spiral trunks, gnarled and pale, like bone wrapped in bark. Their branches clawed at me, slashing across my arms and throat. One wrapped around my neck, another around my ankle.

He screamed in pure agony before vanishing into thin air. The witches suddenly disintegrated into ashes and vanished also. The chains broke and I heard a gasp beside me. I whipped my head sharply to see something that made me blink just to know if it was real. Damon and Chase were suddenly back to life and the wounds had miraculously healed as if they had never existed. "Axle, I'm hurt." Aria croaked beside me, before she started to fall. I rushed towards and saved her. I could still feel the adrenaline spiking through my system and my wolf howling as it returned.

Fresh blood gushed out from his hand like a fountain. “My… My hand! B*stard!” “Ahh?!” Although Koda didn’t want to scream, it looked way too horrifying, and it hurt too much. He couldn’t help but yell at the top of his voice. The group of men in black that came with him immediately started attacking Alex. However, the results were predictable. These people couldn’t even touch the edge of Alex’s shirt. In fact, Alex wasn’t even moving. These people had all been struck down by Old Whitey. Half of them died, while the remaining few were severely injured.

Although looking into her face, no sign of fear shows in her cobalt eyes. Ace didn’t utter a word. He pushed the knife under Alexa’s shoulder blade, downright missing her tendon in the process. Alexa’s muffled cry of agony as the tattered blade pierced her skin, drops of blood dripping from her wounded flesh, and reminds me of how Mom had been brutally punished by her assailants. The pair on the screen never broke eye contact. Ace pulled out the knife painstakingly slow, Alexa growled like a beast caged in her metal chair. “Lian, just go home. This is not a place for someone like-“ Hannah faced me but I cut her off.

And standing over him, straddling his chest, was Marcus. Marcus was covered in blood, his face a mask of frenzied, drunken rage. In his hands was a fire axe, one from the emergency kits mounted on the walls. He was raising it high over his head, and with a guttural, animalistic grunt, he brought it down. Thud. The blade didn’t bite deep—it was a blunted tool, not a weapon—but the impact on Jake’s already shattered skull was brutal and final. He was chopping. Chopping his head off.

The blade goes over my skin, drawing blood, but I barely feel it as I look into Leo’s gorgeous amber eyes. “BEAST!!! THEY’RE COMING!!!” Axe comes barreling through the woods, covered in blood.

I said softly as we stepped in seeing the sight in front of us. I heard Axle let out a horrible scream as he dropped to his knees close to Red.There was blood everywhere all around us. He face was beat up and her dress torn up. It was all out of a movie."RED!" Axle cried shaking here a little as he pulled her body up him.Quinn came to the door fast with a few of our men and I saw the life leave his eyes as he looked down at his sister.Axle cried as he held her close to himself. But none of us were ready for what was to come.She coughed and some blood came up with her as she leaned over to the side. Quinn rushed in getting on the other side of her.

I didn’t move from my position, and might’ve as well been accepting my death. Axel noticed the gesture and slashed his wrist, blood beginning to drip out of it as a small gasp escaped Amber. I raised an even higher brow as he swooped a glass from the table next to us and placed it beneath it. A reasonable amount of blood poured into it before his wound healed, leaving confused faces on both me and Amber. He pressed the glass of blood against his chest, his smile and eyes on my boobs, as I hastingly took it from him, pretending that he didn’t just assault me with his fucking eyes.

I pull myself by the wall into his room. “Axel!” I gasp at the sight of blood covering the floor and bedding. Doctor Wessex, Felicity and nurses are working hard to keep Axel alive, while Lance, Tucker and Ricardo hold Axel down on the bed. Lorrel and Blake are holding one another, praying to the moon goddess. He is struggling against them, eager to be released from the pain. “Axel…” I gasp slightly louder.