Novel & Cerita Ace Of Spades Book Pdf

Ace murmured with slight confusion. This time, I was the one who took his hand and dragged him behind me back inside the penthouse suite. The pool was great so maybe we’ll get to swim there together under the moonlight one of these days. I wasn’t lying but I wasn’t being completely honest either when I told him that I wanted to see more of his books. Ever since he handed me that book which he thought matched well with where I was in my career and skill range, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Ace was like when he first started working. What was his work like?

It's adorable . " I found it . " Alec had a really old book in his hand filled with all sorts of information about vampirism . Jace takes it from him and reads it over . " This .. it's too cruel . " Jace growls loudly as he reads . " What is it ? " I try to take the book from him but he doesn't let me see it . " Hey ! " He stands up and raises his hand until it's out of my reach . I jump up and knock it out of his hands , grabbing it before it hits the ground . Jace looks genuinely surprised .

No one refused, and soon everyone gathered around. The King rotated among the players, and this time it was a girl from the lab named Sophie who drew the King. She was also a loyal supporter of Tiffany. Sophie glanced at Tiffany, and their eyes met. She nodded slightly and began, "I want to ask the Ace of Spades, what is the most regrettable thing you've experienced from childhood to now?" "Who's the Ace of Spades?" someone asked. "It's me." Tiffany pretended to be unlucky as she drew the card, and everyone's gaze fell on her.

She almost jumped up from her seat as she pointed at the 'river' card and shouted, "We won! We won!" "Huh? That makes just a pair of ten. You knew a single pair won't beat my straight flush, right?" Cedrick then revealed the card that was covered by the ten of spades with a very calm expression. "My apologies, but here's an ace of spades, which makes this a royal flush. Taking what you owed from previous matches into consideration, do you choose to drink all the wine on this table, or do you plan to even take off your panties?" …

Inside, there was a single envelope. No postage. No address. He ripped it open, pulling out the card inside. Another playing card. The Ace of Spades. And beneath it, a message scrawled in perfect handwriting. "You can’t protect her forever." Amelia felt the chill in her bones. Adrian crumpled the card in his fist, his jaw clenched so tightly she thought it might crack. His eyes met hers, and in that moment, she knew. This wasn’t just about him anymore. She was officially in the game. And Victor Calloway had just made his next move.

He had not even said a word, and the man wanted to f*cking blow his inn up! With one hand on the bar to support himself, Javier flung himself over and sprinted. The moment he landed on the floor, he raised the pen in his hand, waiting to stab the middle-aged man with it. However, just as his right hand, the one holding the pen, was about to swing down, the middle-aged man successfully pulled out what was in his pants pocket— Three aces?! Javier was stunned. What did the three poker cards mean? He then saw the middle-aged man pull out a fourth ace with his other hand.

Once I’m seated, we all flip our cards. There are a few groans but one by one, each of the seven announces their cards. Evie is Wrath Veronica is Envy. Lazarus is Greed. Madison is Pride. Zephyra is Sloth. Simon is Gluttony. Which leaves only one card for me. “Lust,” I announce as I hold my card up for everyone to see. It is the ace of spades. Ace, just like my nickname. I almost want to laugh at my good luck. Playing the lust card against Liliana Adare will almost be too easy.

And he just wanted him all the more when he saw what was on Liam's chest. "Me," Ace said hoarsely, pointing at the tattoo of the ace of spades card. "That's me." "Yes." "So." Ace closed the distance between them again. "It seems that I wasn't the only one holding on to the past. Holding on to memories." "You weren't." "You still mad at me? You still hate me?" Ace lifted his hand to roughly grasp Liam's hair on the back of his head, and tug him closer. Liam didn't even resist: he let himself get pulled up against Ace's larger body. "Tell me, baby."

"Arwyn. Tell me what’s really going on." I paused, taking a breath, unsure how much to reveal. My heart hammered against my ribs, the truth threatening to spill out. I couldn’t tell him I had planned this night. "Back at the Wreath," I said slowly, "Pete wanted me to travel to Emrin, to kill a priestess, and retrieve an ancient book. I overheard Marlon and Garmon whispering about it before—something powerful, tied to the Ember." His frown deepened. "You... kill people?"