Ace Merrill Stand By Me Novels & Stories

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..."

It was my way of reminding him to let himself go as well. His body jolted as if struck. His head snapped up, eyes locking on mine with terrifying intensity. "That's never going to happen!" His voice was a low snarl. "You can give up on that idea right now. In this life, and in the next one, you are never leaving me."

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.

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.”

Amadeus followed. “I'm not giving up.” “Amadeus, I need your help for something and this time you're going to play by my rules.” She said frankly. “I would do anything for a girl with such exquisite beauty.” “Stop flattering yourself.” Hayley said as she sauntered away. Amadeus joined her. Ace rolled over after crashing on the tree close to him, he groaned while Athena and Janeka joined him. “Earnestine. He's going to kill you.” Ace said.

"The truth is obvious. Mason has been using you. You trusted him and made the mistake of telling him everything. Now that money is involved, he has proven to you that you are nothing to him." "No, don't say that," she cried. "Mason loves me and can never hurt me. Please, let me meet him and I will prove to you that something is wrong." "Fine," I agreed. "We have to do it right away, before Ashton returns." I hired a cab while Angel got into the wheelchair and we left the same way we had arrived, without our belongings of course. I had a feeling there were cameras in Ashton's house, so we acted very carefully.

Ace looked at me and I held his look and I could see him deciding something behind his eyes and I waited and did not push. "Fine," he said. "I will wait." "Thank you." "Do not thank me yet," he said. "I am waiting. I am not promising anything beyond that." He stood up and left the gym and I sat on the bench alone for a while and thought about the letter and the Moretti boss and what it meant that Ace had said he was tired and I thought about how much of that tiredness was our fault. Later that evening Rem came to me with a location ping from Ace's phone and his face was the version that meant something had already happened and I was going to be angry about it.

"Yesterday you didn't even know her outside of a project partner assignment. Today you're feeding her lunch in front of half the athletic department. How does that even happen?" Ace reached across the table and took my hand, lacing our fingers together right there on top of the sticky diner table, thumb moving slowly along my knuckles like it meant something. He didn't look away from Miller when he answered. "Believe it or don't. Your choice." Ace Hunters didn't do this. Everyone knew it, Miller most of all, which was probably why he sat there for a long second just staring at our joined hands like he expected them to come apart and reveal the joke. When they didn't, something shifted in his

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.

The memories made with Daffa are so beautiful, help Aiys forget the traces that were painted. "Aiys, help me," sister Amel's voice broke Aiys's reverie. Amel, the only sister Aiys has is currently studying in college. "Yes sis," said Aiys. "Why long answer? Move it these books into the cupboard!" Aiys saw a pile of books that rippled the river, starting from Bobo magazines, magazines down and down from little Amel. "Everything is neatly arranged, don't mess it up," said Amel with a tucked hips.