Ace.of Spades นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Reaper I didn't need to look at the card. I knew the weight of these paper, the slight bend in the corner of the Ace that only a dealer’s hands would recognize. I knew exactly where the death card was hiding. But I watched her hand anyway. Mila’s fingers were trembling. She hesitated for a second before she flipped it. The card hit the wood. Ace of Spades. The single deadliest card in the deck. The Widow-Maker. The silence that slammed into the Pit was absolute.

Alex read the card in the war room, Ryan looking over his shoulder. "The board in Zurich isn't the ceiling. It's the floor." Ryan turned it over, looking for anything on the back. "That's either a genuine tip or Marcus trying to send us chasing something that doesn't exist."

No adversaries orbiting in the darkness. The Penobscot Building pumps its steady red beat over the river. The Vernor's sign flashes gold. And somewhere in the city, a lockbox waits inside a fire station wall, clutching the final secret Elena DeVries couldn't trust to paper. But tonight, we have this. Ordinary coffee. Ordinary pie. An ordinary date that's anything but ordinary. Because we selected it. We assembled it. Together.

To vent his frustration, Logan told the sales clerk to ring up everything Elise had been eyeing. Unable to hide the smile on her face, Elise grabbed a few dresses and slipped away into the changing room. Logan sat on the couch, his expression dark and tense. Just then, a breaking news notification popped up on his phone. “A deadly crash on a mountain road outside the city left a luxury sports car engulfed in flames. The driver was killed in the accident.” Reports of car crashes were common enough. However, the sports car engulfed in flames was one of only three in the entire world.

I stood under the spray until my muscles loosened and my head cleared a little. I dried off and pulled on a black robe. Downstairs I grabbed the Macallan from the bar and poured three fingers into a glass. I sat on the couch with the bottle beside me and stared at the skyline. My phone buzzed. Jake. I answered. “Yeah.” “Apex called. They’re confirming the post-game interview for tomorrow night. The journalist is Madison Pierce. There’s an attached file in your email.” I opened the attachment fast. Madison’s headshot stared back with her duck lips and her heavy makeup. It was the same girl I threw out last time.

A hot-as-hell fuck, and that was it. But from the word go, Ace had been a surprise – a good one. He was gay, clearly and no doubt, but he’d never been with a man before. Spider had been amazed to find out that he was Ace’s first male partner… amazed and honored. The fact that Ace had been unable to fight his attraction to another man for the first time in his life had shocked both of them.

****** SPICE HIGH** Seven was seating at the rooftop alone,his headphones hanged around his neck,the song was playing silently. He suddenly checked the time and he stood up,,they are supposed to leave the school by 2pm and it's 2 already He started walking toward the entrance but then Theo came in and they both stopped walking on seeing each other,, Seven looked away first and made to pass his side but Theo spoke up "I hope you're enjoying the fame" He said and Seven stopped,,he faced him back

I added and left to lock myself in the study room, savouring on cigarettes; one after the other. About an hour later, a notification came through on my phone. She had booked a flight, and I took a sigh of relief. Finally she’d get to be away from all the toxicity she doesn't deserve! —------------------------------------ Angel’s POV When Ace gave me his card, with millions of dollars in it, it was surreal. It wasn't about the money; it was the idea behind him giving it to me. He's always been confusing, so it wasn't really surprising that he would wake up a changed man, after locking me up in the coffin.

"The wedding rings I commissioned from your company will be the last transaction between us. Though, for the record, we won't be using them anymore." He glanced briefly at Belle. "I won't allow my wife to wear anything that reminds her of deceit or manipulation." "Ethan..." Sylvia whispered weakly. His expression remained impassive. "It's CEO DelValle, Miss Smith." The formal address felt like a door slamming shut. "And for your information, the woman beside me is Young Madame Belle Perez—my future wife." Every word was deliberate. Every word created more distance between them. Sylvia sat frozen in her chair, unable to respond.

Worse than that, actually. But that wasn’t Ace’s only secret; it wasn’t even the biggest one. The one that had Ace twisting and turning and losing sleep was named Liam ‘Spider’ Vance, Ace’s ex-boyfriend. In the world of MC members, Ace’s sexual orientation was nothing less than unthinkable… and if the other Fallen Angels knew that their new Prez was a gay man, both Ace and Spider would be dead and gone without a word. They’d disappear so completely, it’d be like they'd never been.