Ace From Stand By Me Novels & Stories

Arrghhhhhh, he felt so stupid! Javier lunged at the ghost in a burst of embarrassed anger. As the Ace at the Apex, he was going to bag a ghost if this was the last thing he would do! He was Javier the Valiant, Javier the Fearless, Javier the Guy Motivated By Embarrassment!

taking a glance at me, he stopped, "uh, project CA." Ace stood up on his feet as soon as Carter mentioned about the project. The ambience around us veiled itself into staid all of a sudden. Project CA? It must be something really important. Noticing Carter's hesitance of talking openly due to my presence, I cleared my throat, glancing at Ace. "Uh, I gotta go now. I'll see you later." When I turned to go, he again grabbed my hand for the third time. Pulling me closer, he left a peck on my forehead.

Ace walked towards the boy that was standing beside the coach. Who is Anitra Steel? you might ask. Anitra Steel was ones Ace Hampton's best buddy. Ace, Anitra and Liam were all a team until something happened. Nobody knows what happened between the two but Anitra ended up leaving America entirely. and now he is back. obviously Ace didn't like it. As if Anitra felt Ace's presence behind him, he turned around and smiled. "Hampton." he called.

Ace Ace came inside and locked the door. He then turned around to face me. He was still in his old clothes but what surprised me was his eyes. They were empty and icy cold. His face was stoic. He stared me blankly while I stared him in horror. All the past scenarios started running in my mind like a cassette tape. He started walking towards me. My senses immediately turned on alert mode as soon as I saw him advancing me. “Please, don’t. Leave me”, I started screaming like a maniac but Ace remained unbothered by my outburst. His gaze was still cold while his steps were calculative.

Now what am I going to do? “Hey. Gabriella right?” I turned around to see who was speaking. Standing in front of me was a tall good good-looking guy. He looked sharp and a bit intimidating. “You know me?” My brows curved in surprise as I stared at him. I don’t remember meeting him prior to this day. “My bad. My name is Ace, Beta of White pack,” “Oh!” I gave a slight bow. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” “Likewise. Waylen has mentioned you to me “

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

AMARA POV. Ace’s head immediately snapped towards my bedside table and his eyes narrowed before looking back at me. I ducked out from under his arms that caged me in, and I sighed in relief. His closeness was doing something to me, and I was glad for this little interruption. I quickly walked over to my bed and opened the drawer, and the ring tone filled the room loudly. The name Lena stood written across the screen, and I looked around at Ace. “Do you mind? I have a call.” I said and I swear I he grunted animalistically. “Who is it?” He demanded and reached for my still ringing phone, but I stepped out of his reach and held it up for him to see instead. “It’s a friend, okay?” I said and he

He looked down at Bluey's hand on my hip, the veins in his fists bulging until his knuckles turned a deathly white. "I don't care who or what the hell you are," Ace hissed, his voice dropping into a low, demonic Alpha register that vibrated straight through the ground beneath my sneakers. He stepped forward, his massive chest nearly brushing Bluey's shoulder as he stared him down with a murderous intent. "Take your fucking hands off my girlfriend before I make sure you never play ever again."

something I’d rather not name in this moment. All of a sudden, she was no longer where she had been standing, as she bolted for the door leading out of the arena. I didn’t waste a moment, as I marched behind her in slow, calculated steps. But before I could get close to her, someone stopped in front of me, his hand out against my chest like it was enough to fucking stop me. “Leave her alone,” Ace said, his voice hard as he fixed me with a harsh glare, his grey eyes sparking with something dark and sinister.

Amelia just nodded and left his cabin. When she left, Ace closed his eyes and ran his hand roughly in his hair. "What is happening to me? Why am I behaving like I am her real boyfriend who can not see his girlfriend with another male?" Ace muttered being frustrated. "Real or not. She can not date anyone" Ace whispered and opened his eyes then started working again.