Accelerator Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Good luck with that, I already know you will fail" That hit a nerve and he suddenly Accelerated his speed. "Watch out, I will make you eat your words, Isabella"

, Helen said, feeling emotional. "I've been thinking, about this and I really want to see them", Accalia said, cleaning her eyes. "What do you mean? We're lost", Rachel asked, suspiciously. Accalia sat on the bed slowly and began to speak, "I'm an Omicron and we're gifted with the power of going into the underworld with our minds. What..if..I want to go in and see them?",she said with a stern look on her face. "You have got to be insane, Accalia! Why would you want to do a thing like that?", Helen asked,almost screaming.

Then… "Everyone thinks that you and Ethan are dating." I froze. "...What?" "There's like a bunch of pictures of you two at the rink, and of him picking you up, and apparently that makes us the secret college romance reunion arc." I sat very still. "...We're being written by morons," I said slowly. "Basically." My stomach plummeted. "Send me screenshots." "Already sent." I hung up and opened my phone. And instantly regretted that I knew how to read. There were edits, clips, and fan accounts with headlines.

“I thought it's cold that's why I turned of the AC, let me turn it back on” “Hmm, thanks” I nodded as he turned on the AC and ignited the car as we drove off, but halfway through the ride I was already feeling cold, “Are you cold?” He asked looking worried, “Ahh….don't worry about me I'm fine” “Okay” I was almost freezing and all I wished for was for us to get home as soon as possible, cause it was not a long ride. We finally drove into the mansion, and I almost jumped out of the car with the Alpha Prince laughing so hard that the guards were all staring in surprise

Alicia’s POV Acker spoke with a graveness not normally heard from him. “I give you my word, love. I’d sooner burn my company and mafia to the ground than to hurt one hair on their heads,” he promised. “Nor would I ever want to hurt you.” The tension between us was palpable and I swallowed, trying to not show how affected I was by just a little touch from him, or his words, or his closeness to me. Just like Mikael was very good at riling me up, Acker seemed to have a knack for calming me down. I couldn’t explain it.

Ace interjected abruptly, drawing me closer and sealing his words with a kiss. As his lips met mine, my body tensed, but my mind raced at lightning speed. Ace's tongue swept deeper into my mouth, exploring fervently, as if searching for a missing piece. His grip tightened around my waist. My heart pounded against my ribcage, a warmth glowing in the pit of my stomach, and then common sense kicked in. I pushed Ace away with all my strength, but he was stronger, so my shove only made him break the kiss. He took a few steps back, a challenge still lingering in his eyes.

he chuckled, and I had to muster up all my strength not to vomit. “You sick sadistic pig,” I spat. He blew me a wicked kiss like he was mocking me. I felt my phone vibrate. I glimpsed at my phone screen. Ace sent me a message, telling me he was on his way, and then the service vanished. No signal! I did the next best thing, I pressed record, there was still enough juice to get something on him and I laid the phone on the counter. “I have been fantasizing about your pussy for four fucking years. I should have taken you a long time ago.”

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

she gasped, her face pale and streaked with sweat and soot. I was across the room in three long strides. I grabbed the cold iron wheel, my large hands locking directly over hers. The friction of her skin against mine was a jolt of pure, unadulterated reality. I felt the resonance spike one last time—the "Venus" frequency trying to fight back, trying to keep the valves open to protect itself. "Together, Ace," I growled, my muscles bulging and my shirt seams groaning as I put my entire weight into the turn. "On three."

“Thanks, babe.” Alex’s jaw tightened, and suddenly, I felt like I was being stretched between two very different worlds. One calm and safe. The other chaotic and thrilling. And I didn’t know which one I wanted more. Of course, Ava wasn’t about to let me get away with pretending everything was normal. She caught me after school, practically skipping down the hall like she’d just discovered treasure. “You’re in trouble,” she sang. “I already know,” I muttered. “No, like real trouble. Do you realize people are actually starting to ship you and Jason? There’s a fan account. With edits.”