Ace Merrill Stand By Me Novels & Stories

She would call me out on my bullshit, be angry for a few days but inevitably forgive me knowing that Ace was bound to anyway. "Come on, then," Ace slid his hand down my arm until his fingers laced with mine. There was something about the action that felt strangely intimate as if it meant more than just simply holding hands. It was his declaration that he stood by me and was willing to weather out the storm I was about to face with me even though he didn't have to.

Morris’s voice was shaky “what about those times he had some episodes, were they symptoms of the bi-polar deficiency?” “I don’t know, I wanted to believe it was the accident, and not the bi-polar symptoms, I wanted to believe that he was free from it” a tear rolled down Morris’s cheek “I really wanted to” he continued in a sulky

I had never been a player unlike my best friend Steven, who can fuck whatever had a hole. It’s not like I was a Saint or something, I have my shares of one-nights but they’re quite rare. Work pressure must I say, but along that was my dislike with the female population. I must not say hate, but a dislike was appropriate to fit in. Reasons I try to push as much back of my mind I can. “Have you notified the Managing sector about it?” “Yes, sir. They’re almost ready, they’re waiting for your arrival.” “Okay, order a fresh set of clothes for me, I will not be going back home.”

I ask. Jayden heard me and says, "We arrived an hour ago. Anyway, have you checked if your group has arrived?" Zach shakes his head. "Thanks for reminding us. Taylor and I will go check right now." I walk ahead and look around for my group, until I see Melissa with her grey hair, wearing a very short dress with thick make-up on her face as if she was a barbie doll. She was standing in the corner with the rest of the students who seemed to be enjoying their time.

They used to treat me same once. After the dinner, Merissa and her family took their leave while I made an excuse to Sebestian that I had to talk to his mother about Ace's upcoming school's annual day function. Ace was going to participate in a drama and his mother knew some people who could help Ace to prepare. It was partially true though. "I'll be with my father. I have to scratch his mood to know what he's planning to do next before I present our idea in front of the board members." Sebestian said to me.

I said and got up abruptly from the bed to stand in front of him angrily with my hands on my hips. "Don't be so sure, Amara." Ace said in a serious tone, and I swear that his eyes took on a darker shade of blue. "You were unattainable to me, and that made me want you more and more.” He said and got up from the bed to tower over me again and I swallowed audibly as his words sunk in. “You were always busy defending your friends and your attention was always on Jared Turner that I didn’t seem to stand a chance." he murmured as he took a step closer towards me and I took a step back as my hands fell from my hips to hang at my sides. “I fought against wanting you for a long time, but the truth is

“You know where to find me, baby.” And with that lazy, lethal stride, he walked down the hall, leaving me with a flush on my cheeks and full of very, very bad ideas. *** Question of the day: Which moment in this chapter stood out most to you—the hilarious chaos of Ace teaching Beck how to drive, or the simmering tension on the balcony with Damon? And honestly, who do you think Sera’s heart is really leaning toward right now? 300425, Anne Joyce

James was waiting in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, face set but eyes heavy with guilt. “Misha.” His voice was low, apologetic. “I… had to bring someone here. I didn't have a choice.” I narrowed my eyes. “Who?” He glanced toward the back door. “Terrace.” I pushed through and the smell of skunky, thick smoke drifting on the night air hit me before the sight did. Ace Callahan sat sprawled on a wicker chair like it was his throne, his shirt open, chest covered in tattoos fading with time. A joint burned between his fingers, the tip glowing bright as he inhaled, then exhaled a long plume toward the stars.

As long as he did not regain his memories for the rest of his life, it did not matter even if he hated her. “Then, should I do it myself?” Ace always spoke gently, but no one could talk back to him. “No... I’ll make the call.” Summer picked up the phone in the office and called the chairman office of Miller Corporation in Sea City. “Hello.”

Merry was listening to them hiding outside the door. "What are you doing?" A familiar voice however punched her eyes. Merry turns back and saw Aaron was standing there. She steps back in a swift of a moment due to which she slips and was about to fall. "Ahhh." Aaron saves her from falling by holding her by her waist. She locks her one hand around his neck and grabbed his collar with her second hand. They eyes met with each other. Merry lost in Aaron's beauty.