Ace X Sabo Novels & Stories

Sage is my Gamma and Alexei is my Delta; Sage’s sister, Saffron, is sick so she's not here with us. I can feel the excitement in the air as I approach them and when I come to a stop, my four most trusted come to stand at my back. I turn to face them and my heart clenches when I see how fucking proud they look, even Sage is wearing a smile that meets his cold blue eyes. “Good evening everyone,” I start off and they return the greeting. “I know it has been a while since anyone has seen me, but rest assured your Alpha is back and this time I am not going anywhere.”

"Axel, is that someone from the Poole Family? What's his relationship with Alex?" "Axel is Alex's second uncle, also the father of Ms. Emma Poole who joined hands with almost every wealthy lady in South City to organize that stage to humiliate you a few months ago." Sabrina thought for a few seconds, before responding in awe, "So this Axel is coming to interrogate me as well?" Sebastian shook his head. "Well, no. He is kind of coming at me." He paused for a moment then continued to explain. "Axel had provided Star Island with one third of the weapons under his military power, and now all those weapons are taken away by me with ease. How can he remain calm under these circumstances?"

before, finally, Axel will make Sofia realize that there are still better men who love Sofia. *****

And he was violently, incandescently angry at the universe for having done this to him. “It’s just a scar, Anton,” Sabe said, his tone deliberately dismissive as he finally pulled the clean shirt over his head, covering the evidence of his past. The fabric settled into place, and the vulnerable man was gone, replaced once more by the impenetrable operative. “It’s old news.”

The corner of my eye caught an infuriated Sabine looking surly as ever gracing me with a glower. “There’s no need to show off to one another whose the strongest. Right now, both of you are pissing me off. Get the fuck away from each other,” I snapped, folding my arms together. Axels face softened at my insult and raised his eyebrows at my outburst while the other one kept looking at me. Jacobs wolf took a step forward snickering and at the same time Axel lightly growled at him from behind when all of a sudden the black wolf transformed and in front of me stood a naked Jacob.

He stressed the word babe as his cold, calculated hazel orbs landed on me. I squirmed slightly in my seat, uncomfortable with his presence, but I soon snapped out of it and leveled him with a deadly scowl, "What are you doing here?" I hissed in return, not caring to answer his question or chastise him for calling me, babe. "I asked you a question first," Ace retorted with a stupid smirk. I learned that slapping him across the face didn't remove that smirk, it only made his smirk grow. Freaking psychopath.

Valerie: Steam curled from the marble tub, fogging the mirrors and softening the edges of the room. The scent of sandalwood drifted through the air, one of his, not mine. At this point I didn't even have it in me to try and choose the scent. I sat inside the tub, watching as Xavier poured in more soap to the hot water. His sleeves were rolled up, the veins in his forearms catching the light. For once, there was no command in his movements, no arrogance. Just silence. He ran his finger over my cheek, right where there was a scratch. The Rogues have left their mark. But then again, of course they did.

She quickly stood up and ran to another room. "That's awkward." I murmured to Ace. "I second that." He replied. "Ace De Santis." He grinned at Ace as he wore his robe before lighting his cigarette. "Alexia Hale." He smirked. "What the fuck do you want?", I hissed angrily. "I'm Mason. mason Horax." He presented himself with a smile, showing his yellow teeth. "Get to point," Ace stated, "We're not here to fuck around." He continued, removing his gun from his waistband and pointed it at Mason.

Arrghhhhhh, he felt so stupid! Javier lunged at the ghost in a burst of embarrassed anger. As the Ace at the Apex, he was going to bag a ghost if this was the last thing he would do! He was Javier the Valiant, Javier the Fearless, Javier the Guy Motivated By Embarrassment!

His black hair cascaded down his shoulders, his eyes were icy and calculated, and there was a cruel smirk playing at his lips as he looked at the pair. “Ah, the lovebirds reunited,” he said, his voice smooth and mocking. “Touching.” Neither Serena nor Alexandro replied. Maeron approached Alexandro and studied him. “You’re stronger than I expected,” he said thoughtfully. “Even under silver. Remarkable.” “Let me out, and I’ll show you what remarkable really means,” Alexandro growled. Maeron chuckled. “I’m sure you would. But you’re too valuable to waste in a direct fight.”