Ace Fighting Novels & Stories

I offered, leaning my elbow on the counter. “Sure. Let me get dressed.” As soon as we made our way out of the kitchen, we spotted Ace, all piped up and brisking cautionlessly down the stairs, carrying a suitcase. I couldn't hold myself any further. “Where the fuck do you think do you’re going?” I snarled. He didn't pay attention as he headed towards the door. I removed my stiletto and threw it at him, hitting his back. He growled in pain. I knew it didn't hurt. He tilted to face me, his eyes bloodshot red.

Kate pondered as she attempted to mimic Reigns' signature punch, raising her fists in the air. Ace chuckled, "It's more about this." He stepped behind her, gently adjusting her posture and guiding her arms to demonstrate the proper form. Kate froze, suddenly aware of their close proximity. "You want your arms to move like this," Ace continued his explanation, seemingly unaware of how close they seemed to be. She pulled away, not wanting to escalate the situation. "Sorry, umm--" Ace cursed under his breath, retracting his hand. "Sorry, I just… got carried away."

“Then the cunt got in the way—” I gasped, but not from the word they called me. Ace’s expression changed. If I’d thought he looked dangerous before, he looked downright deadly now. He punched the guy who’d said that in the face, knocking him out. That made me think that I’d been right before, that he’d been toying with the guys and pulling his punches. He grabbed the other guy so hard that he made him cry out. Then he dragged them toward the door, one conscious, the other unconscious. The other customers and I watched until he’d manhandled them out the door.

"You can't beat us, so you better just give up! Surrender yourself so you could stay alive!" "No, Marcus. I will fight until my last breath!" Ace snorted and dashed towards us. Marcus bravely faced him, rushing to him instead of avoiding his attack. Then we met him halfway and crashed into each other. Ace was able to hit us, but it was nothing compared to the strike he received from us. He had the skills, but he couldn't match with the speed and power that Marcus put in his every attack. We rolled to the ground exchanging kicks and scratches, but no one wanted to give up.

But before he could hit me, a punch landed on his cheek, on the same one I just slapped, sending him to the ground. "Keep your filthy hands to yourself if you don't want me to fucking pluck them out of your body!" letting out a bellow, Ace stood before me, shielding me from any harm. With eyes blazing with fury, shoulders rigid, he glared down at Arthur with wrath. Spitting out blood, Arthur went to stand up again but another harsh kick of Ace's polished shoe threw him back on his back. A grunt of pain left his mouth. When Ace went to hit him again, losing control, I held him back, at the same time the cops took Arthur away from Ace's reach. Tugging him up, they held him back.

The room erupts into chaos, furnitures shattering, walls cracking. I feel his sharp teeth sink into my shoulder, but it only intensifies my rage. I counter with a vicious swipe of my limb, sending him crashing into the wall. Cement cracks beneath his impact. My wound closes back as I recover swiftly, my paws scraping against the floor while I charge again. Our jaws clash, teeth snapping wildly, each of us seeking dominance. The room blurs around me, a whirlwind of chaos and destruction. I'm driven solely by primal instinct, my focus fixed on defeating Ace.

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.

Is that just a scare tactic? "You fucking asshole! How dare you touch Unice! How dare you!" Ace shouted and just kept punching Rence. **

Sorin was stubborn as a mule and Maceo knew Sorin wasn't gonna accept anytime soon the fact that he was still hurting or more than accepting he just didn't want to show it. Maceo hoped that it wouldn't destroy Sorin. Sorin had been broken already as it was. ____________________________________________________________________ BAM! Sorin landed a perfect hit on his opponent's jaw making his opponent gush out blood from his lips. His opponent grunted as he staggered back. His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential.

"I'll fight her battles and mine. And I'll bring down anyone who stands in our way." "Big talk," Ace said, smirking. "But can you back it up?" "Try me," I growled, launching myself at him with a renewed fury. We clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks, each of us giving as good as we got. The sound of our fists meeting flesh filled the gym, a testament to our resolve. Ace landed a solid hit to my jaw, and I stumbled back, seeing stars. "Fuck," I muttered, shaking my head to clear it. "You're not pulling any punches."