Ace Fighting Novels & Stories

They also would know about Ben's engagement to Meg, they undoubtedly thought she was Ben's mate, I wasn't about to tell them otherwise. One of the boys, Will, had blood running down his temple, a direct clash with his sparkling blue eyes. He had faced the reigning champion in the ring and lost. I itched for action as yet another wolf limped away from the ring, the same champion still prowling about, waiting for the next challenge. Will saw me admiring his wound and he looked me up and down, "Do you fight Carrie?" I opened my mouth to answer but I was beaten to the chase.

It was as if the world itself sensed it: the storm the thunder had heralded was now swirling among them — three people who understood that the coming fight would be more than mere punches. Because Damian Cross was not just an opponent. He was the past, and if Kai stepped back into the ring, he’d pay not only with his body but with his soul. And the game was only just beginning. Afternoon sunlight slanted through the gym’s dusty windows. The fight in the ring started up again: Aria lunged, her left foot tapping the floor, then fired a quick, clean right at Kai. Kai tilted his head and grazed the blow, and instead of returning it with full force he landed a softer body shot — just enough to in

He growled as his tongue twisted, lip biting, and completely demolished her mouth. She shook her head as her tears became so harsher and then suddenly the heavyweight was lifted off and Damien was flicked back. “You’re sick Alpha Damien. What about Marlene and your baby boy huh?” Ace says as he growled at him, his canines making him a deadly threat. “Fuck off Alpha Ace, this is none of your fucking business,” Damien said, making Ace smirk. “Leave now,” Ace said firmly, his eyes turning from grey to black. His wolf begging to be out.

Ace regains his amused expression, a grin growing on his face. He moves his arm out of the Judge's torso, and I roll back my shoulders, pushing down the urge to lose the fight against the bile shooting up into my mouth because of the sound. Without saying anything, he moves, and before I can even notice him reaching the only wolf still standing, he has already knocked him down. The large wolf has no chance against his partly lifted form, struggling only for a few split seconds before Ace gets a good hold around his neck and pulls its throat out.

“I’m done playing your games, and I can’t wait to see you get all the bad karma you deserve.” If it were possible for steam to come out of his ears, the car would be overflowing with it. Liam makes a move to open the door, but a presence beside me stops him in his tracks. My heart stills in my chest when I see Ace approaching with a thunderous look on his features. He’s dressed in black jeans and a black sweatshirt, and each menacing step he takes, he cracks his knuckles as if ready for a fight. “You better get the fuck out of here before I put my fist through your face.”

then his eyes land on my bloody thigh, blood still draining from it. " Leave her out of this!" he says. " You're problem is with me not her." " You know, that is probably what I would say yesterday but today.., looking at her beautiful face. I think I'm going to keep it for a while" " Don't you dare" Liam threats and then with the speed of the air throws a punch at Ace's face knocking him down. ACE tries to punch him back but Liam doesn't seem to care. He keeps beating him as hard as he can and in the end I hear him whisper.

The sounds of the fight grew more intense, with fists and feet clashing as neither side showed any signs of backing down. Lucille suddenly let out a muffled groan. Ace concentrated all his strength on his right leg, delivering a spinning kick that landed squarely on her abdomen. She was momentarily slow to react, and although she managed to absorb some of the impact, she was still pushed back a few steps by his kick. She quickly dug her heels into the ground to stabilize herself, or she would've been sent flying. With one hand pressed against her abdomen, she gripped her dagger with the other. Frankly, Ace wasn't in his best state either—he'd suffered a cut on his right cheek. Lucille's blad

Ace twisted his arm behind his back, locking it into a brutal hold that sent white-hot pain tearing through his shoulder. "Fuck!" Alex shouted, his body jerking as he tried to fight it, tried to break free. But Ace's grip was like a steel trap. Unrelenting. Unbreakable. His expression remained eerily calm, as if he were dealing with a child throwing a tantrum rather than a grown man writhing in agony. "Stop it, guys," Ace said, his tone so controlled, so eerily casual that it only made the moment more nightmarish. This wasn't a suggestion.

“I don’t know why you’re fighting so hard. This is inevitable.” I clenched my fists. “You’re delusional.” She arched her brow. “Am I?” A man charged at me from the side, but before I could react, Ace spun, delivering a devastating blow to his throat. The man crumpled. “Pay attention,” Ace warned, eyes scanning the warehouse. I swallowed, forcing myself to focus. Dawson was moving like a force of nature, dodging strikes with a sharp grin. Valerie, despite her complaints, had managed to grab a pipe from the ground and was swinging wildly—less like a trained fighter and more like a pissed-off raccoon defending its trash.

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