Ace From Stand By Me Novels & Stories

“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.”

She was now looking at me with expressionless eyes. “Because I can’t accept that she is gone.” This time, my voice rose a bit because I was now overwhelmed. “I…. I know that she will not come back to me, because just like you said, she will never accept me as her love interest, but at least she will be in front of my eyes.” I blurted out what I really wanted to. I was breathing a bit heavily in the end. I was ashamed of losing my composure in our first informal meeting.

homestay) for traditional hospitality services and these online booking applications could be the new threat to the hotel chains (Salvioni, 2016). Take Airbnb as an example. Airbnb describes itself as “a trusted community marketplace for people to list, discover, and book unique accommodations around the world” (Airbnb.co.uk, 2018). This self-positioning is a good representative of Airbnb’s greatest merits and what general hotel chains missed: personalization and diversity. Airbnb can provide authentic family hotel rooms so that the customer may truly experience local characteristics. Homestay also suits for customer that tends to make acquaintance with local residents. Moreover, if the acco

I'm surrounded by trees. 'Zurielle!' Ace calls out. I stand up. It's dark, and all I can see are trees. 'Ace!' I call out to him. Relief washes over me as, Ace steps out from the trees, we smile at eachother, and suddenly a gunshot goes off. The colour drains from Ace’s face as he presses his hand against his abdomen. Removing his hand, he looks down. Blood. He has been shot. 'Ace!' I scream as I run towards him. He falls to his knees, revealing Red Back standing behind him with a gun.

Liam looked up, his Alpha eyes blood red. It was Ace standing before him.

Why he'd done it and why he cared enough to do it and why he was helping me at all when I'd given him nothing but attitude and resistance. The door opened. Ace stood there in sweatpants and a t-shirt and his hair was damp like he'd just gotten out of the shower. His eyes widened slightly when he saw me and surprise flickered across his face before it settled into something more guarded. "Max? What are..." "Did you beat up Damon?" The question came out sharper than I intended and accusatory. Ace's expression didn't change but something shifted in his eyes. Acknowledgment maybe. Or resignation. "Max..."

I felt something rub circles against my inner thigh and my entire body froze. “And as for what I want from you, I want to take you back to my suite, strip all your clothes off and have you on your knees and hands begging me for me as I slam into you with my hand in your hair pulling your face so that you’re watching me devour every inch of you, marking you and claiming you as my mine. I want to see you as you scream my name from those perfect lips of yours and beg me to kiss you.”

Ace declared. --To be continued…

"Moreover, she was abducted because your opponent believed they could use her against you... I know she already has a place in your heart after observing your stiffening.” "Stop spouting gibberish!" Ace stutteringly tapped the table as he rose to his feet. Blue was astonished and began to feel sorry when he noticed that Ace had begun to take long breaths. He stepped up and was about to touch Ace when a man pushed his hand away with his palm. "Ace, perhaps she is the one who can help you overcome your history" "You are aware..." A long sigh from Ace, "… of nothing." Ace may appear tough on the surface, but he is not in good health on the inside. Particularly when it comes to the past, he can

Ace opened his eyes. “Ash…” His voice thickened. “I am scared as hell.” “You don’t have to be,” she said softly. Ace hands rest on her waist. “I want this,” he whispered. “I want us, but I don’t know how to keep up with them. They are so damn—” “Ace.” He stopped. “You are not supposed to keep up,” she said. “You are supposed to be YOU.” His breath hitched. “You don’t need to fight for your place,” she whispered. “You already have it.”