Novel & Cerita As Black As The Ace Of Spades

she said in annoyance as she stomped her way to the entrance of the Red Cage building, which was bustling with men and women. Mia couldn't even hide her surprise at the sight of several big, burly men with tattoos and body piercings. Almost all of the men wore the same black leather jacket emblem that read Hades, and some had the Reaper on the back of the leather jacket written on them. And what was even more surprising was that the women there were wearing what could be said to be naked, a little cloth covering their smooth and silky skin.

He would be happy if she was. Closing his eyes, Ace felt as if he was walking down a tunnel towards the coldness that he felt coming from the other side. Yes. There would be peace. Maybe he would be able to see the moin Goddess, Doyen murmured in his head. After all, he needed t get rid of the blackness of his tainted soul while he waited for his mate to return to ths realm and join him. Then they would have an eternity together. That was his last thought as Ace finally breathed his last.

Jason McCann's lost cousin. Ace Black -He is seventeen years old. He has black hair with blue eyes and he is dangerous. Controls his own mafia since his father killed his mother at a ball which made Ace take over the Mafia. He's an assassin, Hacker and street racer. Luca, Domenico and Giovanni Romano best friend. Liam Black

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

But first, you really need to help me kill this guy, for moon's fucking sake. I contemplated the offer for a few seconds, my mind racing with doubts and suspicions. This sounded too good to be true, like something out of a fairy tale. I needed more details, needed to confirm that this wasn't a setup. One known fact about the Ace of Spades: you could never trust anyone, not even the Alpha King, the so-called head of the high table.

"Cassia… thank you. If it weren't for you…" She held my gaze. Her eyes were deep, her voice low. "I'm sorry, Damon. I came too late." The room fell quiet again. After a moment, she spoke, her tone calm and steady. "What you said before… does it still stand?" She didn't look away. "If I take down Vance Group for you, then you–" "Yes." I lifted my head and met her eyes. "Yes. Take it down. As long as you destroy Stella and her company completely, every share I own is yours."

Alexandru Point of View I don't know much about cards, but the Ace of Spades only mean one thing - Death. Selena meets Addie's eyes with a shaky smile "The Queen of Clubs means strong and confident woman, it might be you, or someone else, this is your past, and there was fire predominatly in your chart. The Eight of Spades stands for temptation, misfortune and danger, it is a warning, if you are trying to do something you shouldn't, don't. Stay clear of things thelure to the wrong."

“He almost got him. Almost.” Across from him stand two shadows made flesh—Ace and Black, his most loyal hounds. They are men without conscience, shaped into predators by Wade’s command. Ace is wiry, sharp-eyed, movements precise as a blade. Black, in contrast, is broad and heavy, with a presence that fills the room. He smirks, his lip piercing catching the dim light, his tongue flicking across it with dark amusement. “The doctor?” Ace asks, voice low. Wade leans forward, setting the glass down. His grin widens. “Yes. The fool tried to run, thinking he could disappear. But we caught him first.”

Their chatter dipped when I passed. I let them watch me but it was only one set of eyes I cared about. And as I turned the corner into the garden where the party lights glowed like soft stars and music drifted through the air, I saw Ace. He was wearing all black, shirt crisp, sleeves rolled, power in every breath he took. And when his gaze finally landed on me, he froze. Good. I let him watch me, maybe drool at me.

I didn’t like living this life anymore and it was one of the reasons why I left America in favour of attending University in Australia, a place where I could start afresh and leave everything in the past, including my family’s wealth, name and status. “Why are you out here alone?” Came an unfamiliar voice from somewhere in the shadows and turned to face the person but I couldn’t see them. His British accent was so prominent with every syllable’s emphasis. “Whose asking?” The person appeared from the shadows and it was a guy about my age or older, I couldn’t really tell. He had the darkest hair I’d ever seen and he wore all black, kind of like those cliché stories and there was a bottle in on