Ace Full Name One Piece 소설 & 이야기

“Oh, of course. The fame exceeds the name that only the name mentioned could howl a bat feast. But he’s not something ominous. Someone ominous might be, at times, yes. But a human, nonetheless.” The guy had a huge smile on his face, this time, he looked deeply amused. He extended his hand to him. “Nice to meet you, my name is Fuuji Akaito, and I’m your partner.” ‘Very smooth, old man.’ Alex thought, silently clapping for Fu for having been successful in pulling his strings to make this happen. But again, Fuuji is one of the most notorious clans. It’s not going to be that hard for them.

former teammates. His current master Rias Gremory also most of his teammates are his beloved, Akeno Himejima, Asia Argento, Koneko Tojou, Xenovia Quarta, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Rosseweisse... aside from the girls there are also the boys who are his friend Yuuto Kiba and his kouhai Gasper Vladi, There's a lot more of girls who liked him but he never knows such as Kuroka also known as Koneko elder sister, Serafall Leviathan 1 of the current mao, Gabriel from the angel faction and many more but they don't have the time to confess after sealing the trihexa they have been busy.

Axel states. Before Clause could respond to that, the door burst open revealing Jason with a worried look etched on his face. "Alpha" I stood up, "What is it?" I asked all of a sudden tensed. "it's Lyra."

I stared at him, my heart pounding so loud it drowned everything else out. Same voice. Same face. Same everything. There was no way. Absolutely no way. A laugh escaped me, sharp and hysterical. “You’re joking,” I said, shaking my head again. “You’re trying to mess with me, aren’t you?” He exhaled slowly, his jaw tightening. “I’m Ace,” he said, each word deliberate. “My name is Ace.” The name felt wrong in my ears. It felt foreign. “And not whatever you just called me.”

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 “

He looked at April with a comforting smile. “Fucking sucks hah!” The distressed girl who cried and looked gloomy a while ago started laughing. “That’s better,” He offered his white handkerchief with a rose emblem on the side. “I’m Aizen, sorry for intruding your me time.” He introduced himself, and stood up from the bench. “Well, I shall take my leave. See you later?” “April, that’s my name.”

Lycan King glanced at me, which is the first time he did the entire time. He offered a polite smile, “So you’re Kamilah, Magnus’s mate.” I nodded, not even bother high to deny it. Guess my popularity is increasing so much these days. Good job, Druscilla. “I believe I am, Lycan King,” I answered. “Call me Ace. Lycan King is too long.” He offered and I nodded. “Alright, Ace.” I could sense Magnus glaring at him and cleared his throat, “Speak, Ace.”

Has he ever actually hurt anyone before? "What's his name?" I asked. "Ace King is the son of the Alpha Ambrose" His voice was a mere whisper. Ace... I tilted my head to the side. What a beautiful and unique name. "Ace" I mouthed. I smiled like a giddy child. The name makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. "Ace," I said aloud. This time I gasped feeling my stomach turn. As if a knife had been stabbed into it and twisted it. God, what was happening to me?

She blushes at that, before her lips stretch in that wide gummy smile I love. “Good girl.” “You’re impossible.” She blinks, still smiling, but this time, her cheeks are redder. “Impossible is still better than plain.” She shoves me away, her hands hitting my chest, but her smile doesn’t leave her lips. “Wait…who’s the male lead?” I asked, the voice of my subconscious nudging at me to ask. “Ace.” The moment her name leaves her lips, my smile withers on my lips, as a tight rage flares in my chest.

It was a full obnoxious laugh that shook his shoulders and made his stupid brown hair flop over his forehead. “You can’t just…….” he wheezed between laughs, “you can’t just open with that!” “I can when you invade my table,” I said with indifference. One of the boys had light brown hair and his eyes looked glossy, okay maybe too glossy. I don’t even want to know why. His grin was instant and easy, confidence radiating off him like cologne. He leaned forward, hand outstretched. “Name’s Ace,” he said. “Asher’s right-hand man.”