Sci Fi Axe Novels & Stories

Whatever they'd used, it was designed to weaken werewolves specifically, I could tell immediately. Through the smoke, dark figures moved with military precision. Red laser sights cut through the haze, searching for targets. "There!" One of them spotted me. Gunfire erupted. Bullets shredded the furniture around me as I rolled behind the overturned table. Axel appeared beside me, his face partially shifted and furious. "Stay low. Move when I say." He burst from cover with inhuman speed. The nearest mercenary tried to track him with his rifle, but Axel was already inside his guard. Claws ripped through Kevlar and flesh.

Blaze declared war with them because Finn's mate, Victoria was threatening his mate, Mia. "Thank you for your help Zerxes." Max said thankfully. "It's my pleasure to help you, Alpha Max." He bowed respectfully. "Well, then you can continue working." He said patting his shoulder and left the building. As he went to the kitchen to see his mate and his mother hiding something from him. "What the hell are you doing?" "Nothing, honey." Her mother smiled at him, he rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen to grab a milk bottle. "I thought that you were going to show her the book." He said as he takes the milk bottle and opened it.

She wasn't looking for love but he made sure to snatch the bit of her truce leaving her with no choice but to go with Agatha. Silvia still felt goosebumps recalling the vision she had in that guest room at Catherine's wedding when Hunter cornered her. It was Hunter, he was coated in blood from head to toe, reeking of terrifying death while prowling towards her with an ax in his hand. Murder danced in his demonic eyes and she knew it was her end as he lunged at her. They say being a seer was a blessing but only if they knew.

The EAS rushes outside, and lines up in 3 triangles, with, Alpha Colton and Alpha Ryker at the front. “New girl, with me.” A dark-headed girl calls to me “The spot next to me is open, we run in triangles as a defence technic. Just try and keep up. The pace is fast, but it will be manageable. The Alphas won’t want us to be tired and out of breath when we get there. Code red means stop, yellow means proceed with causation, and black means retreat, that’s all I can think of right now. Stay close and I will translate the order. My name is Aria by the way” she smiles at me and shifts into her brown and white wolf. I shift into Reign, who is a bit taller than an average she-wolf. She has jet-blac

“Roger that, boss.” “You’re dismissed.” Axel is my IT guy and a technical wizard. He can hack into any systems worldwide, reprogram traffic cameras and even redirect a missile if he puts his mind to it. Exactly ten minutes later, he’s sitting across from me, assessing me with thoughtful bright green eyes while twirling a lock of his curly blonde hair and smacking on a bubble gum. From a distance, Axel doesn’t look like he can hack into a computer at the WhiteHouse from his mother’s basement. Which is exactly why he’s on my payroll.

Dax commanded, pushing forward into the horde. Tank swung his Origin-Code logging chain. The massive, glowing blue whip tore through the water, shattering three heavily armored Trench-Walkers into harmless blue ash that instantly dissolved into the current. Jax swung his phased gear-axe in brutal, sweeping arcs, the Revers President adapting to the crushing gravity with sheer, feral muscle. "Blood on the water!" he bellowed over the comms, cleaving a cybernetic assassin in half.

I gestured at everything, "—all of this?" "I told you I have people," Axiel said, checking the magazine of another gun before sliding it into a holster at his hip. "People who owe me favors. People who don't ask questions." I turned the gun over in my hands, admiring the craftsmanship. "These aren't just any weapons. These are military grade. Top of the line." "Only the best when you're breaking into a government research facility," he said dryly. I looked up at him, really looked at him. This man who appeared out of nowhere, who looked exactly like Ryan, who somehow had connections to get intelligence on classified facilities and access to serious firepower.

Stronger than anything we'd faced except maybe Dracula himself. Axel engaged the second scout, his flaming dagger meeting its arm blade, a weapon that had materialized from its forearm like a biological switchblade in a shower of sparks that lit up the room like a dying star. The collision sounded wrong, metal on metal but also something organic, like bone grinding against bone. Erina's shadow fiends swarmed the third scout, ten writhing masses of darkness that threw themselves at the mechanical entity like kamikaze pilots. They bought us precious seconds, their forms wrapping around the scout's body, trying to slow it down, blind it, suffocate it.

Those who survived were also severely injured. Hearing the noise outside, Scitalis quickly rushed out and shouted, "Who is this id*ot interrupting me having fun?" Immediately, he squinted his eyes when he saw Dax. 'This person is pretty strong, and he even has a Sky Breaking Axe, the ultimate Grand Weapon.' Scitalis survived for thousands of years, and he was knowledgeable. He could tell at a glance the origin of the giant axe in Dax's hands. At the same time, Dax was stunned when he saw Scitalis.

The loss of their ranged support didn't slow them—it drove them harder, boots tearing into the ground as they closed the distance together, their formation tightening instinctively as they moved with the kind of familiarity that came from doing this more than once. Riley saw it clearly now. Three of them carried two-handed axes, broad and heavy weapons built for impact rather than speed, their iron heads catching the dim light as they came forward, while the fourth held a shorter blade, moving lighter on his feet as he angled off to the side instead of pushing straight through. "Axes," Aria said under her breath, a grin already forming. "Don't get hit." Then she moved. She cut into them inst