Ace Vs Blackbeard นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Edward shoved me and was about to struggle with me. "Please let me go! You old man!" I yelled and tried everything I could to get his hand off my neck because he would struggle me to death. I saw Ace come over to our location. He was wearing his black vest, his red mask with a flame design, and his combat gloves and weapons. He grabbed Edward on his back and punched him in the face with a straight punch; I stood up and saw him bring a baseball bat. His outfit wall was all black with a flame design; I could see the great physic of his body as he prepared to fight.

The chaos around him was a battlefield he had thought he would own, the certainty in his eyes now tinged with doubt. Amelia approached with confidence, her resolve a visible thing that burned brighter than the setting sun. "What manner of witch are you?" Blackbeard growled, drawing his cutlass with a challenge that echoed through the dying light. Amelia bared her fangs in a dangerous smile, the ferocity of it matching the fire in her heart. "I'm the woman who's going to end your reign of terror," she replied, her voice as sharp as the blade in her hand. Their weapons clashed, the sound a spark that ignited the air around them. The duel was fierce and unrelenting, a dance of steel and blood t

Just at that moment, a huge gangster came out of nowhere and bowed before Ace, "Scorpion, Kaji is on the line and needs to speak with you." "I am busy right now," Ace replied. "Help him with whatever he needs and I'll talk to him later." The gangster bowed again before walking away while Ava turned and stared at Ace in shock as she struggled to speak, "a..ar...are...you....b...Black Scorpion?" Ace smiled as he stared at her, "indeed I am. The one and only infamous Black Scorpion."

And will always be. —----------------------------------------- Ace’s POV I debated cancelling Angel's airplane ticket several times last night. I knew and recognized that she had finally realized the painful truth. The previous Ace Kingston wouldn't have cared, seeing it as an opportunity to increase the savagery. But the new Ace, George Brooks, questioned how he'd deal with her.

The name came out of my mouth like venom. “Yes,” he nodded. “Ace Black is the CEO of Sterling Empire?” The shock was written all over my face. My heart was beating rapidly and with force. “Yes, he is. And you’ll be working with him from now on,” he dropped. “What the fuck?” I said out loud. “I’ll be working with him?”

This wasn’t supposed to happen. ‘She wasn’t supposed to happen.’ Ace commented, his tone was dismissive. Ace is my wolf. A raven black-furred wolf with shining silver eyes. He bares 8 inches fang teeth that came from our ancestors and is the only one remaining in the whole of Harte. With piercing eyes that can see even the littlest detail of dust, keen claws that have gripped out the hearts of those who disobeyed, and a thrilling aura that radiates when he’s out of my mind and his true form had given me; given us the infamous title of a notorious killer.

“Well, it's indeed a matter of life and death, Damon.” “We don't even know each other yet.” Beck sounded like he had just returned from his own world. “It's … too fast.” “You have time. Use it wisely.” Reggie took a sip of his wine, then cut another steak. Of all the people here, only Reggie still had an appetite. “So, when … will this competition start?” Ace asked confidently. I and the other Blackwood Brothers looked at the man in astonishment.

He whispered to me and I smirked, “Go on, I want to see it with my own eyes.” He nodded, still in his rampage mode. He really was not showing any mercy as he went full blown attacking them, massacring them. When we reached the Fowler’s room, they fired some strange weapons at us but Ace was quick to crack our bones and kill them. Everyone was almost dead, except the old man, our leader. “You killed enough of my men, bastard!” He yelled in rage, pointing at us his machine gun, and continued firing. But Ace’s skin felt like his skin was made out of stone as it didn’t even have any effect on him. He blocked every bullet and instead, grabbed a metal to fire it back at him. The bullet pierced str

Silence finally loomed over the harbor, bodies were scattered everywhere, crimson painting the cement floor. “35. Looks like I have beat you amore.” Ace said as he looked at me snuggly with a smile. He crossed his arms, looking at me victoriously. If it wasn’t for my overly competitive nature, I’d be melting from the sight of his smile. In my peripheral, I saw a Russian member run out from behind a shipping container to the right of us, with two AKs in his hands. He screamed as he attempted to fire, but I was too quick. I raised my handgun and shot him in between the eyes, never looking away from Aces tantalizing Grey irises.

Fuck, the man confuses me. “It’s so pathetic, you know,” Spider said at last. “Ace being what he is – what we both are – is such a fucking horrible, disgusting thing that it can be used against him to blackmail him. To control him, and beat him down, and scare him into doing what you want.” “It’s only horrible and wrong in some worlds, man,” Mac said quietly. “And one of them is the world that Ace has chosen to inhabit.”