Ace Of The Diamond Sawamura Novels & Stories

Tess Looking at Ace’s handsome face, I notice things he doesn’t reveal. His eyes were tired; he needed a haircut and clearly hadn’t worried about trimming or facial grooming. Yet, he seems to pull off the homeless look seamlessly. I want to take him into my arms, hold him tight, and take some of his stress away. He was a man who never liked to show vulnerability, and I was one of the few people who saw it.

"Yeah, right! Ace isn’t stupid. He’ll never believe you." But the second man’s smirk didn’t falter. "Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong, my friend. Ace doesn’t know who I am. He’s never seen me before. And if I show him the right pictures… the ones that prove Richard is still plotting against him… he’ll have no choice but to trust me."

Her eyes gleamed with a mix of smugness and triumph. “Caroline,” Samara said, surprised. “What are you doing here?” “I thought I’d stop by,” Caroline said sweetly, stepping past Samara without waiting for an invitation. “We haven’t had a proper chat in ages, have we?” Samara closed the door, turning to face her unwelcome guest. “I didn’t realize we needed to. What’s this about?” Caroline smiled, her hand casually brushing her hair back to reveal a sparkling diamond ring on her finger.

“Yes, that would be the easiest option wouldn’t it? I’m not a cheater though. I will use whatever part of my brain that decides to function today and completely wing this test and pray to the calculus gods that I get a decent grade.” “You have an A in the class, why are you worried?” The demon asks and I stop to glare at him for reading my mind again. “You honestly try to be too perfect, love.” “Who are you talking to?” Samantha asks walking up to me. She clearly has no idea the demon is here. “Myself, obviously.” I glance at a smirking Lucifer. Samantha’s brows furrow in confusion. “Are you okay? You seem...frazzled?” She says taking in my appearance.

The interior reflects the wealth in a minimalist way, which is actually pleasant to look at. “Alpha Fenriz, it is a pleasure to meet you,” Takahashi Itsamu, Homura’s husband, comes out to greet us when we sit down to have tea. Slipping his arm around his wife, he gives me a look that says he’s not scared of me. Cute.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

Tamamo's eyes were filled with desire as she licked her lips. “Wait a minute,” Sutoku interrupted. “Are you saying that Shuten-douji lost to a single human?” “Yup! That human was able to go defend against the [Thousand Army Decapitation]. He was also able to break through the gourd.” “I see. Then it should be easy.” Amaterasu was somewhat relieved. If it were a single human, then Tamamo should be able to handle it. That vixen enjoyed hunting down attractive males, after all.

CAINE The meeting was held in a whorehouse owned by someone who belonged to the Yakuza. His name was Haruki Yamadera. I had never met the owner before but I knew the person who worked for him. A right hand man. I called him Zai. I walked in and went to the table designated for our meeting. Soon, Zai joined me in the opposite seat. He had dark hair, rings on both ears, and tattoos all over his face. He held a pack of cards which he always shuffled. Anyone who watched us would think we were about playing cards. But those card were actually his signature, and weapon. He once told me he had made them into blades, talking about their sharp edges I think.

In the afternoon, a black Maserati pulled up to the estate. Dante got out, holding several gift boxes. "Merry Christmas, Samara," he said, handing them to me. I opened the first box. Inside was a Tiffany diamond necklace. But these weren't just any diamonds. They were rare pink diamonds, each one cut to perfection. "This is too much," I said, trying to refuse. "Don't say no," he said, his voice a low murmur. "Beautiful things belong with a beautiful woman." The second box held a small Van Gogh sketch.

I sat in the bed in shock. my body wanted to jump up and down, and my mouth wanted to scream. I sat there staring at Alexander, who was smiling at me, holding the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. it was a simple three karat princess cut diamond with small sapphires embedded around it. "Alexander, I love you," I cried. "OF COURSE. YES, YES, ILL MARRY YOU, " I shouted as he placed the ring on my finger.