Ace From Stand By Me の小説・ストーリー

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

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.

Ace teases me and returns his attention to his laptop. **

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

~05~ “What?” Ace asked, the corner of his lips lifting a little. He found her shocked face very amusing. She shook her head, “Nothing,” and then lowered her gaze again, her cheeks reddening. His smile widened at her blush, and he also noticed that she had freckles on her cheeks. And in his opinion, she looked so fucking adorable with them. Not that anybody’s opinions of her would ever matter to him anyway. All that he knew was that he wanted her and all of her. “What is your name?” Ace has been dying to know that since he met her. “Minsi. Um… you?” Her green eyes blinked. He swore they were the brightest forest green eyes he’d ever seen. So beautiful. “I’m Ace. I like your name, Minsi,” he u

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

I obviously don't fit into your group. I'm home and about to open my door. See you on Monday. XO. Ace has decided to make my life hell, I think he's doing a great job in it. T.B.C

Ace got up from his seat, walked casually over to Theresia who was still bowing his head. After being in front of the woman, Ace grabbed both of Theresia's shoulders and said, "No matter how hard you rebel, and no matter how far you go from me. keep coming back to me, because you are the mood goddess destiny mate for me. Nothing can change that, dear."

Ace rolled his eyes ; he was already frustrated with the new recruits and he hadn't even met them yet . "Be easy on them , they're newbies" I shoved him playfully earning a scowl then a smile . "Are Ashton and Ella and stuff at the funeral already ?" I questioned him curiously. I was bored from all this walking . "Put your hand on the scanner again" Ace said demandingly . It must hurt a lot more for other people considering I can barely feel pain at this point . I gently placed my hand on the scanner and it didn't burn this time . I think it only hurt the first time because it was imprinting my hand into the system . Ace kept walking , constantly looking back every two minutes to make sure I

“Another charity case.” “Leave her alone, Cora,” another girl spoke softly from behind me. She had kind eyes. “I’m Anya.” “Selene.” “Don’t mind her,” Anya said, nodding towards Cora. “She’s just pissed she’s not in the Alpha’s bed anymore.” The Alpha. Our Alpha. The one I was here to serve. “Is he… here?” I asked Anya that afternoon as we polished an endless stretch of gold staircase “Who, Alpha Kirion?” she laughed. “Gods, no.”