Are Luffy And Ace Related Novels & Stories

Now, as he walked graciously onto the dirt, the sheer majesty of his form made my mouth drop open in pure awe. His fur was a striking, jet-black color, and his frame was easily twice the size of Draven’s wolf. His eyes glowed a fierce, electric blue, and cutting straight along the edge of his massive body was a single, flawless line of stark white fur. Draven’s gray wolf rushed forward in a brutal, blind charge but Ace dodged the attack with effortless grace, his massive frame shifting like a shadow. Extending his heavy claws, he brought his paw down, scratching Draven’s flank with enough force to snap the gray wolf back into his human form.

Is it just me or this guy was just acting weird like he was nervous about something. While my mom and Aunt Luciana were ordering food, I asked Ace a question. "How old are you, ace?" "I, I'm 21 years" "Really?, I'm just two years older than you" I smiled "That doesn't mean we can't be friends" "You want to be my friend?" he turned to face me. "Of course yeah, I'd love to be your friend, you can also be friends with my cousin, Sofiya." "She's a very crazy person" I chuckled.

Liam smiled beside me, his head naturally resting against my shoulder, again. “They are his mafia organization dealing partners,” he corrected casually. My eyes flicked toward Hudson, a thought forming. “Why does Ace get to be the leader when Hudson is the oldest in your group?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. "Ouch," Hudson muttered under his breath, raising his drink to his lips. "Way to make a guy feel ancient." “Well, darling, it doesn’t work that way in our world,” Alex murmured, swirling his drink lazily in his hand. “Only the strongest lead, not cowards.”

“I was so worried. Ace died! He was…. a brother to us! He loved you. Like truly loved you.” “I know. Emmy, I know.” Emmy grabbed a tissue and dried my eyes. “Are you okay?” Emmy asked Alec. “I’m fine.” His tone was not a pleased one. I assume it was because of the fact Ace loved me. “Emmy, let her breath.” Jasper grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. “Alec?” “I’m good man.” “What the fuck happened?” “Emmy, do you mind getting me something light to eat at the cafeteria?” I asked.

He seemed to be the one she saw earlier upstairs. "The other one is Jack, and that's Queen." (Their code names... they're named after cards.) After Ace individually introduced his teammates and pointed them out, he held her hand again, diverting her attention from the men in front of her. "We're done here. Go back to your positions now," ordered Ace to them. "It's our break time, boss! And why can't we shake hands? Our hands are clean!" Spade protested, but when Ace glanced at him, he pressed his lips tightly and nodded.

Ace whined and I held back my smile at his acting. “You deserve this, Mr. Blackwell. You always give me a hard time. I would be glad if I became her assistant. She's not like you. She's so sweet.” Ace glared at her. “So you are abandoning me after finding a good artist. I'm telling you Lumi, you can't leave me until I want. You are my assistant and you will always remain.” He spat at her and she stuck her tongue at him. They don't look like artists and assistants but childhood friends who always like to bicker like this but they care for each other a lot.

And he just wanted him all the more when he saw what was on Liam's chest. "Me," Ace said hoarsely, pointing at the tattoo of the ace of spades card. "That's me." "Yes." "So." Ace closed the distance between them again. "It seems that I wasn't the only one holding on to the past. Holding on to memories." "You weren't." "You still mad at me? You still hate me?" Ace lifted his hand to roughly grasp Liam's hair on the back of his head, and tug him closer. Liam didn't even resist: he let himself get pulled up against Ace's larger body. "Tell me, baby."

Whoever gets involved would be bearing the consequences of my selfishness and not me. Once we have that power, it leads to selfishness, and at the end of the day, we never know when to stop. We never had a limit. And then, there was Lily. She was surprisingly bold even when she wasn't supposed to be—she was everything I wanted to claim. She ignited a lot of selfishness in me that I couldn't get my head off the thought of having her and claiming her, even just for a night. Obviously, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with me, but then, I, Vincenzo Ace, wanted everything to do with her. I hope she'd be clever enough to know what she had gotten herself into the moment she decided to work for

So I promised not to tell Ace, help Lance protect his brother. Wait… “You said you were the crown Prince…but as your elder brother, doesn’t that title go to Antony?” I asked. Lance shook his head. “It would’ve if Ace was my full-blooded brother. We both have the same mother but our fathers are different.” “Oh?” I tilted my head to the side, studying Lance. Apart from the hair and eyes, Lance and Ace looked very much alike, even though they might not agree to that. “How old is Ace?” I asked, knowing full well that the answer will be in hundreds.

“They relied on the money each month.” Ace is furious, wanting out, wanting to see what the hell is going on with our members, and how our own father and alpha can be so okay with so many disappearing and not having any say about it. I’ve never seen any marking on him like what the others hold, so the blood bond may not be in place here, but I do know financially, we should be more than okay. My mind races a thousand miles a minute, with so many more questions than I had before.