Ace Novels & Stories

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Looking up from her food she stares into the blackest pair of eyes she has ever seen. Ace was around 6 ft 6 inches, had copper-red hair, and was beautiful he also looked like a guy that knew it too. From the conversation, Sky gathered that he was the captain of the Basketball team and didn't show up for practice Ace walked in with a swag that only guys that are confident with a hint of cocky and arrogance could pull off, he kissed aunt Loren on the check, said good morning to Sky's mum, and starts fist-bumping and high fiving the rest of the guys then he stands opposite her in front of the window and looks at her with a look of

The sky burned with the blood-red hue of a coming war. Luna stood on the cliff’s edge, the wind tangling through her silver-streaked hair, her gown billowing around her like smoke from a wildfire. Below her, the valley groaned with the restlessness of warriors preparing for what would be the final clash of bloodlines. The Trial of Flesh and Fire had left Kael marked in ways only she could understand. His back bore the emblem of the ancients now, the mark of the true Alpha. But it was her soul that was aflame.

CO-WORKERS RIVAL PT 2 The next day at work they acted normal in front of everyone. But the tension was hotter than before. Aria sat at her desk and typed reports like nothing had changed. Vesper walked past with a stack of files and did not look at her. Their coworkers talked about the big deal from the day before. Aria nodded and smiled at the right times. Under her blouse her neck still carried a faint bruise from Vesper’s teeth. She had covered it with makeup that morning. Every time she swallowed she felt it.

Between me and Micheal breaking up and now Kita acting crazy, I just couldn't catch a break. I decided not to cook that night so I called and ordered pizza. We sat in the game room and watched movies as we ate. I was enjoying the day and excited to see the kids curl up beside their daddy. Aza was in his lap with her head laying on his chest. That girl loves her daddy. She was true daddy girls. Tonight was watching Frozen. Aza request. It was her turn to pick. The boys thought it was too childish, but we watched it with her.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

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“You deserve the truth.” I nodded once. My hands rested in my lap, trembling just a little. He reached for them, wrapping his larger hands over mine. He didn’t rush it. “I have a daughter,” he said softly. “Her name is Aria.” I bit my lip, but said nothing. “She’s five. She loves pancakes with too much syrup and sings to herself when she thinks no one’s listening.” His voice cracked on the next words. “Her mom - Camilla - died in a car crash two years ago.”

“Why me? Oanez can do that.” “She has tried.” “What then gives you the confidence that I can?” “Oanez needs a backup. You are the backup.” “Why not you? You're faster and stronger now, aren't you?” Anger flasked across Marcel's face, and he gritted his teeth. “I have other things to deal with.” Aleric knew that was a lie. No matter the amount of power Marcel had gotten from Oanez, he could not take on Antoine. Without looking, Marcel took the bowl from the witch and presented it to Aleric.