Silk Touch Axe Novels & Stories

Alex smirked. I smirked knowing his sister in law is the dark witch queen herself. "Pythia is your sister in law. The queen that was so easily taken down by a mere smoke spell." I smiled. "One she also overcame, and snatched up the one person you relied on most to get things done. Pick a piece of armor." Alex said stepping to the side to reveal four unique looking armor suits. I scanned my eyes across them until my eyes landed on one. It was silver with a front and back piece so that my torso and back would be covered. Two leg shields that would only cover the front part with the straps tied in the back but there was also a hat that had a drop down shield to cover my face. "I want that one."

He wears a leather tunic. He is sprightly, hopping out of the carriage and landing on the ground. I find myself staring at him. He heads straight for our Alpha and the two embrace, slapping each other's backs. "It's good to see you," Alpha Maxwell says. He has the energy of a pup, I think, rather than a distinguished grandfather like Alpha Nico. "You, too," Alpha Nico responds. "May I introduce my mate, Luna Tatiana." The Luna steps forwards and shakes hands with the visiting Alpha.

He's spoken with many people but not this Xenia. She chuckled. "Boy, don't be scared." she patted his shoulder. "I-I'm not," "You spoke to me one time but not face to face." "Er?" he looked bewildered now. He'd never chatted with her on the phone. He didn't even have her number! What was she playing at? "Username Weston101, member of Tihatz squad, their main jungler and proficient in using assassins. Your main is Gusion. Second liked assassin is Ling. Am I correct, Weston?" Xenia beamed creepily at him while he jolted.

Some were shading tears silently while others watched quietly. I stretched my hand to my Gamma and he handed me the two-edged silver sword. I scanned the sword carefully and I was satisfied, it was sharp enough to cut every bone that connected his head to the body. I held the sword with two hands and raised it in the air. The soldiers held Nikolai in place, his head firmly pressed against the silver stone. "You don't deserve to live,old man!"With those words, I landed the silver dagger through his neck and separated the head from the body.

He said and spank my thighs. Suddenly, he brought his index finger down it and began to rub and pinch it. My body jerked. He held them apart and the next thing he did was disgusting. He swiped his tongue over my clit. I choked on my own saliva. Doesn't he find it disgusting? He kept doing it, he kept licking it. He flicked his tongue around it and it felt weird. I found myself moaning out loud to it. Oh fuck! I hate this. He circled his finger and kept fucking me with his thick, tongue while still maintaining eye contact with him. I looked away but then he spank my left breast again. "Do not look away from me." He commanded and I did as he said.

A reminder of the night the man kneeling in the mud had left me to burn in the wreckage of a car trap while he protected his throne. "You handled that beautifully," Silas said, his smooth voice cutting through the quiet hum of the estate's air filtration system. He was leaning against the arched doorway of the library, holding a crystal glass of dark amber whiskey. He had discarded his suit jacket, and his white shirt sleeves were rolled tightly up to his elbows, exposing the hard, corded muscles of his forearms. The leather shoulder holster strapped across his chest looked dark against the white fabric, housing the lethal weapon he kept loaded at all times. "Though a part of me wished you h

They didn't surrender, so it was very easy to take care of them with my special weapon. At the end of the narrow tunnel, a dull red glow pulsed like the heart of some sleeping beast. My pace quickened, boots scraping against brittle ground until the cavern opened into a massive chamber. There it was. The relic rested upon a pedestal of blackened obsidian, the surface engraved with old, looping runes I didn’t recognize. It was an axe—unlike any I had seen before. The metal was alive with fire, flames licking its edges yet leaving it untouched. Right above us, I could hear the cracking of thunder, a display of the ax’s powerful abilities.

Justice would be served. Alexei's hand moved at lightning speed as he rolled a star-shaped weapon between his fingers. The shuriken must have been made of silver because the bloodsucker was wearing leather gloves, protecting himself from direct physical contact with the dangerous metal. With a fierce determination, he flung it at me. I dodged the attack with ease, my body bending and twisting like a serpent. Undeterred, Alexei hurled another shuriken at me, the sharp edges glinting in the sunlight. This time, my reactions were not fast enough, and I could not evade it completely. The shuriken grazed my bicep, drawing a line of blood that trickled down my arm. I hissed due to the burning pain

Short, fast, and lightning, Axe had dropped my body on the bed and pinned me down until our bodies were pressed together. "I want to drink you," Axe whispers in between the kisses that land on my body. Not forgetting, Axe held my hands up so that he was free to fondle me to his satisfaction. I myself couldn't say anything other than enjoying every touch Axe gave me. My head came up as one of Axe's hands touched mine down there. Oh, he continues to fondle me relentlessly. "Axe," I call out as I feel something about to explode from inside me. "Scream my name, baby gi-"

Instead, the wood simply began to turn into ash, crumbling away as if it had been dead for a hundred years. One of the Silencers stepped through the empty doorway. His armor was carved with runes that pulsed with a dull, purple light. He carried a long staff made of the same obsidian as the King’s Void Blade. “Killian Nightshade,” the Silencer said. His voice didn't sound human. It sounded like two stones grinding together. “Hand over the Catalyst, and your pack lives another hour.” “You’re in the wrong house for demands,” Killian growled.