Ace Fighting Novels & Stories

Like a switch had been thrown somewhere deep inside him. "Ace." He turned toward me. The punch landed before I had time to brace for it. His fist connected with my jaw hard enough to send me backward into the wall. The impact drove the breath from my lungs, the room tilted. I forced myself back upright. "Ace, stop." Nikolai moved to intercept him. Ace turned on Nikolai next. His movements were precise. Controlled. Nothing of his usual fighting style. Something colder, more mechanical. Every motion guided from somewhere outside himself.

Gunnar clutched Ace's shoulder, "she leaves and we sort this shit out." "He's following her, too. If you think I'm just going to let her go out there you're thick in the fucking head," Ace's voice was near to a yell, his temper getting the best of him as his face flared red and the veins along his neck and up his muscle corded arms throbbed angrily. "She could be working with whoever the fuck this is," Gunnar retorted, the pitch of his voice making me flinch as he threw his hands in the air.

He wants to feel as he lands the blows that will hurt Ace. He wants to hurt him the way he hurt Julian. He growls as he launches forward, forgetting what he knows and runs on pure anger. Ace quickly launches forward at the same time and they both collide in the air. The loud crash of their bodies could be heard as they collided in the air. Reid gets a hold of his throat and pulls his fist back landing several punches to his face. Ace extends his claws slicing into Reid's side. Reid let's go stepping back to create some distance as he regains himself.

I'd come away without a scratch, but her white dress was soaked in blood. Rage climbed up like a living thing in my gut. I saw the blurred edges of the world through tears and fury. I snatched the tailor's shears from the nearby workstation, rushed up to Milo, and drove them into his abdomen.

Black Ace " Hello. Who's on the line? Diamond " Ace! Where have you been? I've been calling you for some minutes now. What going on? Black Ace " Relax jor..... 🎶 I'm feeling vibes on vibes..... You no fit kill my vibe 🎶 (relax pls am getting some vibes and you can't kill it for me) Diamond " (shocked) Are you singing? Black Ace " Wèrè! I'm just listening to music. Diamond" You demented b--tch! Have you forgotten about your mission!? The target is on the move.

Tess Looking at Ace’s handsome face, I notice things he doesn’t reveal. His eyes were tired; he needed a haircut and clearly hadn’t worried about trimming or facial grooming. Yet, he seems to pull off the homeless look seamlessly. I want to take him into my arms, hold him tight, and take some of his stress away. He was a man who never liked to show vulnerability, and I was one of the few people who saw it.

“Well, beauty even though you are a female, there is no gender in the training ground and I will not treat you like a woman here.” My opponent, the young werewolf Ace, spoke coldly to me then spread out his two powerful arms. He was already in a position to attack. “Sure of course, you can do that.” I responded back just as forcefully. “Ha! Brave girl, look out!” No sooner had the young werewolf Ace finished his words than he charged at me, two powerful fists swinging and then he punched me right in the face with his right fist! Looking at the rapidly approaching fist, I didn't panic; I could dodge an attack of this speed. I focused my power on my legs and twisted gently to avoid his fist, f

Meanwhile, Caspian remained standing with one arm behind his back, looking like the undisputed winner. "How could this be? Even Mr. Garland can't defeat him?" Hector exclaimed. He was thunderstruck. If he had not witnessed the fight, he would never have believed that this was the outcome. "Mr. Garland!" Hector shouted as he rushed over to Ace. The others from the TMAA also crowded in to check on Ace's injuries. Ace was lying in a crater on the ground, his body littered with wounds. His blood had soaked through his clothes. He couldn't contain his emotions. How could he have lost the fight—and in such devastating fashion?

Ace coldly whispered before he forcibly rammed his tight fist on the guy's stomach. "Urgh..." the guy just whimpered and slumped on the ground when Ace suddenly released him. The guy's group attempted to stand up to help but were pushed by Ace's friends back to their seats. The other guy's faculty started to approach Ace's group while other engineering men also did the same. The guy on the ground whimpered lowly with his opened mouth while he tried to regain his knocked-off breath. Ace continued to glare at the guy with his cold and fierce look, his hands balled into a fist and were clenching hard. Ace's aura is formidably dark and his eyes are so sharp like daggers when he turns to the guy'

Sandro snarled, one hand gripping Ace’s collar, the other swinging punches that split skin. Ace fought like an animal, kneeing Sandro in the ribs, clawing for his gun. CRACK—Sandro’s head snapped sideways from a vicious punch, but he didn’t let go. They grappled for control, rolling across the ground until Sandro pinned him—one arm pressing the mask hard against the floor. For a split second, Sandro’s fingers hooked under the edge of Ace’s mask, yanking hard. Ace snarled and lashed out with a vicious kick, the heel slamming into Sandro’s ribs. The impact forced him back a step, air rushing from his lungs.