Cast Of Bloody Axe Wound Novels & Stories

Hastily picking the candle without caring for the wax that would trickle its way to my fingers, I turned back to where I had met with an interruption. “See anything?” Anthonier asked when he noticed my movements. And yes… I did see something. “Yes. Caraven” Anthonier came closer to observe the body just as I did. The blacksmith lay sprawled out on his belly. He had been stabbed in the back multiple times and the weapon was tossed at his feet. The dirt around his face and parts of his clothing visible to us indicated a struggle. Caraven had been murdered. I touched his forehead. His body was still slightly warm.

"But he's not okay. He's badly injured. Gina shot him but he managed to kill her." "Gina is dead?" Ace asked. "Yes," Black Axe confirmed. "Oh, that's such good news," Ace replied. "At least I'm not so worried about Ava." "Should I inform her that you've woken up? She'll be overjoyed," Black Axe suggested. "No, no, don't do that," Ace responded. "It's better if she doesn't know." "Are you sure that's a good idea? She's really devastated," Black Axe expressed.

“I wanted to leave this place for a long time ago, of course I'm coming” Axel said happily, still limping, but on their backs he saw his father's crazy figure with a knife and without thinking, he took the knife, meant for Shaun. “Argh” Thud Axel falls on Shaun's back and vomited blood, behind was the old King with a dagger and Shaun didn't think twice to shot him on the head firing all his bullet, dead and shattered on the spot. Rikko pressed Axel's neck to prevent the blood from oozing, but it wasn't much of a help and Axel's life was fast draining.

"NO!" I screamed and not only did it rip from my throat, but it tore through the blood pact itself. The pain that came from the silver axe, a pain that was deep and visceral, echoed back and forth in my own chest. Kaelen fell to the blood soaked wood at my feet, protecting my mother. His forearms were totally torn apart, bone showing, his blood was running fast over the execution block. He was choking, his cold blue eyes were wide open and he was losing his focus, but he still managed to turn his head to make sure that my mother was not being touched under him.

There's no way out. "That's bullshit!" I roared. While he was distracted talking, I drove the umbrella forward again. This time, I wasn't trying to block his view. I went straight for the bleeding wound on his left hand. He screamed from the pain, but he was ultimately a battle-hardened hunter. Even with the agony, he didn't back off. Instead, he used the force to lunge forward, swinging the axe in his right hand in a brutal arc. The blade sliced through the air with a howl.

Only a speck of life was left in her body. She stared at herself in horror and in her eyes she could see her reflection. Her eyes were gray and her hair was brown. She was the Badblood girl. "H...help" she choked in pain. Tears fell down on her eyes. Rila just stared at herself in horror. She felt like her stomach was turned upside down. She looked in the distance and saw a tall man with unspeakable ugliness. His face was out of this world. He was holding an ax covered with thick crimson blood.

Blood was everywhere, pooling underneath Archer’s left shoulder; a jagged ugly, looking wound lay open and freely bleeding as I stared down at him. “Do something, someone! Please do something!” I begged as tears poured down my face. Aiden grabbed him then and started running back to the pack house; Axel was right behind him, looking as pale as a ghost. The sheer pain I felt inside was unbearable. It was like I was feeling his pain along with him. I didn’t know whether to scream, cry or what. It was just too much. “Ayla! Are you listening to me?” Axel asked me. Somehow, I had made it into his arms instead of Aiden’s, I know I said I needed hugs with him, but I don’t remember going from one br

The car slowed to a stop and Dante and I rushed over to where she clung to Axel. Axel was also yet to phantom the turn out of events. "Axel! Your bleeding from your head, I think you got hit!" I was slightly alarmed when I saw blood dripping from Axel's head. "I'd feel it if I got hit, a bullet doesn't caress." Axel replied as he eased Araya unto his lap. I wished I was the one carrying her that way. "No, it's not Axel! It's Araya, she's bleeding and there's a bullet wound." Dante was the first to notice her injury.

It was gleaming with a cold glint. "Damn!" No matter how hard Austin tried to suppress his feelings, he couldn't help but curse aloud. The blade tore horizontally through Austin's clothes at his chest. A bloody wound appeared on his skin. In the darkness, the spectators let out thunderous shouts. Austin panted as he stood where he was, his expression cold as he guarded against Hellspawn. He couldn't even be bothered to check his wound on his chest. Still, he couldn't help the twitching in the corners of his eyes, which was caused by the throbbing pain.

Blood sprays the other guard as he clutches the wound in pain, gurgling on his own blood. The guard whimpers and cries as he moves away from the person in the shadows. Icy blue eyes peek out from the darkness, moving to look at the collapsing man. Grabbing the light he shines it on the woman, watching as she lifts an axe up and brings it down on his partner's head.