Ace Quinn Novels & Stories

I told my friend. He just nodded and walked towards his bathroom, wiping away at his eyes. I shook my head as I pulled out my phone. I was going to hate myself for this. I found the person I was looking for and tapped their number. I lifted my phone to my ear and sighed, as my mate was glaring at me. I barred my teeth at him with a growl. "Hello?" A familiar voice asked. "This is Emiko Arachne Botan, Queen of Fae, Arachnids, and Wendigos."

He said to her and she nodded her head. “After drinking this sweet tea, I'll go and get ready.” She muttered. Ace walked inside the kitchen opened the fridge, he grabbed a bottle of water from turned to leave but Catherine stopped him. "When you went to the forest house yesterday, did you meet with Kisa Queens?" She asked. The question threw him off guard and he quickly compose himself. Never to be caught off guard. He was after all the Ace Hampton. "She is now dating Anitra, of course she'll be there." He responded casually. "Why are you asking?"

She let out a small, hesitant sigh, as if she were grateful. “Thank you, Ace,” she whispered. Gina reclined, the red mark on her cheek almost glowing under the light. A slow smirk crept across her face. ‘Zara Quinn.’ ‘Let’s see how long you last now that I’m in.’

He was clearly trying to entice them. Quinn merely scoffed in response and ignored him completely. "She's Quinn Jowell." Aquila was dumbfounded. His brother was usually so sharp, so what was the matter with him now? How could he not notice the identity of the person before him? Mason's gaze fell upon Quinn. She was dressed head to toe in black which accentuated her striking features. Her lack of expression made her even more irresistible. Xavier was furious. How dare Mason stare so brazenly at his woman? He immediately aimed his gun at Mason.

This reminder made Quinna get bashful again, but she was also equally ecstatic… Across the lobby, one of the patrons, who was wearing a cap, smiled. “Well, well, well. I’m gonna be the most sought-after rising star after today. Javier Kersey and Quinna Qurum are having a tryst? Yo, this is gonna blow up the internet!”

The music had stopped by now, and everyone was watching, waiting for a full-blown fight to explode. 'Stay calm, Ace.' I heaved a breath. I can't afford to let another video slip out. My father already did his best to cover up the fight with Salvatore, along with a couple of other incidents I can't even keep up with. My eyes find the girl, whom I now know is named Quinn. She's running off with her hand covering her mouth, and I decide to follow her, quickly catching up. I grabbed her by her arm and turned her to face me. "What's wrong?” I ask, my voice coming out rougher than I intended.

Ace gritted, looking up at me with rage burning in his hazel eyes — the flecks of green were almost non-existent. "I'm not her father. I will never be him." "You're developing a soft spot for her," Ace accused, narrowing his eyes into slits. He stood toe-to-toe, leveling our gazes, "it doesn't matter what you do or how fucked up you are toward her, that soft spot is still there." He shoved his finger into my chest, lips curling down in a grimace. His words were absurd. I was, under no circumstances, developing a soft spot for Quinn, "Get the fuck out of my face, cub."

Ace snorted and shot to his feet, “why did WE blow the recon? Oh! gee, I don't know… could it have something to do with the fact that the club owner had his hands up your skirt and his tongue in your ear… I would think the words THANK YOU might come to mind.” Mj was the next to shoot out of her seat, causing the chair to groan in protest as the force shoved it backwards a few inches. “THANK YOU FOR WHAT! I was so close to--” Once again Ace cut in “ CLOSE TO WHAT? Being taken into the back room and passed around until the vile fuck got ti--” Ace was cut off as Mj’s hand stuck out, and she laid the palm of her hand against his cheek so ferociously Ace fell back into his seat clutching his lip

"I'm done being the obedient daughter who never complains. This is my life. My choice. I don't think she and dad will care if I'm honest. She wanted the connection to Hunter. My mother is the ultimate social climber. When I marry him, she will still have that." Quinn's eyes widened slightly, then she smiled, a real, genuine smile. "Well, look at that. Grace Wilson finally grew a backbone." I laughed, feeling lighter than I had in days. I had started to see glimpses of one before Helena died. Like when I stood up to Hunter over Max. "Better late than never, right?" "Damn right," Quinn agreed. "Though I have to say—" She was cut off by the sound of the chair scraping next to us. I looked up, s

“What my parents think are their thoughts they are entitled to express, and I have told them that I don’t hold you, accountable. I have told Ace the same, and it is why I am here with you today instead of him. How we met was fucked up, I’m not going to lie. But I see me through the pain in your eyes, and I’m drawn to you in a way that makes me want to have you in my life as a friend and possibly a family member.” “Are you trying to hook me up with a cousin of yours, Amelia Taurine?” She asks as her brows shoot upwards, almost touching her hairline. I don't know if she looks surprised or disgusted. “Not exactly. More like Aces’ son, Wicked.” Standing upright, she picks up her bag from the sea