Ace Combat X: Skies Of Deception Novels & Stories

DEA "Hands up or your opponent will easily strike you. Protect your face at all costs so you can anticipate their next strike," Quade ordered. We were only fifteen minutes into my usual hour combat class but I already heaved for air while my lungs threatened to vacate my body to find a new owner that would take better care of them. I had gone to work this morning with three wolves patrolling the building. Victor had even ordered a wolf to trail Erica. As my best friend, she had a target on her back. Or, at least, that was what Sydney implied and Sylvain agreed—something about that happening to her mother's best friend.

Kita ko pang humabol si Gideon pero napasabunot na lang dahil naka lipad na agad kami. Sa kabilang side ay ang helicopter na nahulaan ko agad na kanya dahil sa initials na naka lagay. GXM kulay itim na may halong puti habang ang sinasakyan naman namin ngayon ay kulay gray at may initials na JKA. Si Robi ay meron din daw pero hindi ko pa nakikita kaya hindi ko alam ang itsura at kulay. Odiba? Ang mura ng best friend goals nila helicopter jusko!

His hand brushed against me, but I gently moved it away. "You're tired. Just sleep," I muttered. ... I woke up early the next morning, picking out a casual T-shirt, a denim skirt, and white sneakers. I tied my hair into a bun and did my makeup. In the mirror, I looked like an energetic young girl with fair skin, a slender figure, and bright eyes. Derrick, on the other hand, was still recovering from a hangover. His eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles underneath. Luckily, his features were decent, and he wasn't that old. Once he put on the white T-shirt, knee-length denim shorts, and white sneakers I'd prepared for him, he looked livelier.

Damien POV A quiet restaurant. White tablecloths. Expensive wine. Polished silverware. It was supposed to be a calm, strategic conversation. I didn’t come here expecting war. Dex sat across from me, calm as ever, sipping his water like he wasn’t about to drop a bomb in the middle of my day. “What do you mean they bought back the shares?” I asked, voice low but sharp. Dex leaned back, his eyes cool. “Exactly what I said. Adrian got them back. Quietly. Efficiently.”

The arrow pierced his skull from the back, and the slath soldier fell face down before Ace. He glanced up at Xoe, and a smile appeared on his face before everything went foggy, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

I cannot help the tears that stream down my face. I put on a brave face and eat breakfast as Ace breaks down the plan to get us out, and I dread everything. They load our bags into crates along with cardboard boxes while creating decoy boxes for the other trucks. Ace keeps barking orders at people from the organization whom I have never met before. I am shocked that he has people up on this floor. It's chaos; I cannot make sense of the whole thing. Finally, he will open a box that got brought up and yell, "Take this shit back down! They gave us the wrong thing!" Then, pulling out his phone and dialing aggressively before yelling at someone on the other line. "You have better send me some opt

Tanasha said from the side in a sarcastic tone. They soon came upon the battlefield and couldn't believe what they saw. The sky was covered in a white fog, tornadoes, stone walls, golems and spears tearing the sky apart. Xasha was the most obvious as he had 12 cartwheel sized energy cores strapped to his back. A massive axe-scythe in his hand, he looked like deity coming to cleanse the world of sin. The big Man he faced off against was covered in blood as he had giant wounds across his chest and face.

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

"Vine! Shut up! I am supporting the school's athletic department!" "Right, right," I chuckled, leaning closer. "That's why you literally gasped when Jaxon walked onto the ice during warmups. I see you, Clyde." She opened her mouth to defend herself, but the entire arena suddenly let out a deafening, unified roar. The Vipers were skating onto the ice. At the very front of the pack was Ace. He looked massive in his full armor, his midnight-black hair slightly damp from the pre-game prep, his dark eyes fixed on the opposing team like he was planning a literal murder.

Of course he would, Aurelian Kest would control the terrain, just like he controlled everything else. The location was a disused textile warehouse. The rain had stopped, leaving the world wet and gloomy. Our headlights cut through the gloom as we pulled into the vast, empty parking lot. One other vehicle was already there, a matte-black, armored SUV that looked less like a car and more like a missile. Marco parked a deliberate distance away. “I should come in with you.” “No.” I adjusted the cuffs of my black suit jacket. “He’ll have scanners, weapons will be seen as weakness, or provocation, we are just having a conversation not fighting a war yet.”