Novel & Cerita Black Ace Of Spades

Her cuffs gleamed with subtle magic, her expression bored and razor-sharp. Samuel looked like he’d robbed a grave and then attended a gala. His black-on-black suit was ordinary until you noticed the sliver of a blade tucked at his spine, the flash of metal beneath his lapel, the bloodstained card tucked behind his ear. The Ace of Spades. The one with the fingerprint. And then came Joy and Fiero. The ballroom didn’t go quiet. But the energy changed—a heat that rippled through velvet and crystal, through champagne and silk. A weight fell.

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.

In the end, the beast who builds the strongest pack of five, blending their hidden skin with three from the center, claims the mountain. A straight flush is the fiercest pack on the table, followed by four-of-a-kind, and then a normal flush. Eustace has faced she-wolves on the card-tables before, but his nose has never smelled a female win. This little runway model is being far too brave for her own skin. The dealer-wolf shuffles, his claws sliding the hidden skins across the wood. Looking down at my paws, my hand holds the Ace of Spades and the Jack of Hearts.

A black king with the spades symbol gleaming like a razor blade. I raised again, doubling my bet. Daniel's eyes widened, and he looked at Nathaniel, who was watching him with an unreadable expression. “Call,” Daniel repeated, his voice cracked. The final card was revealed: a black ace. I had the highest possible hand: a straight flush. Daniel's face turned white, and he slumped back into his chair. “I...I am very sorry for the trouble,” he stammered. Nathaniel's smile became wider. “You are, but you will pay in full.”

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

Dante dealt the cards. I look at my cards, a pair of jacks with an ace high. Not too bad. The flop is 3, 9, and 10 all off suit. I raise it, and Dante calls it. Next is a seven; I raise again, and Dante calls. Last comes an Ace. I raise a bit to see what Dante is going to do. He immediately goes all in. Shit, does he have three of a kind with Aces? I sit there pondering.

Contented and smiling, I moved out to see a big, burly, black guy standing in front the garage door. I remembered him from the last time. The bald guy that dragged in Eddy to be murdered by Jake. He gave me a skeptical stare. “Miss Rachel?” “Yes?” I saw the way his eyes traveled down and then rested on my boobs. I wasn’t wearing any bra,though I am D-cup sized, my boobs were robust, firm and full. He moved his eyes back up to my face. “Come in please. We are all waiting for you. I am Black Ace.”He brought out his hand, offering it to me for a handshake.

Once I’m seated, we all flip our cards. There are a few groans but one by one, each of the seven announces their cards. Evie is Wrath Veronica is Envy. Lazarus is Greed. Madison is Pride. Zephyra is Sloth. Simon is Gluttony. Which leaves only one card for me. “Lust,” I announce as I hold my card up for everyone to see. It is the ace of spades. Ace, just like my nickname. I almost want to laugh at my good luck. Playing the lust card against Liliana Adare will almost be too easy.

Shifters can drink a hell of a lot more than humans without feeling the effects, but nobody’s sober after slamming a half a bottle of whiskey. He selects a song and presses play, the opening bars of Machine Gun Kelly’s ‘bloody valentine’ overtaking the silence in the cab of the Jeep. It’s not the upbeat, peppy version of the song- it’s the acoustic version with Travis Barker on drums. MGK’s gritty, melancholic voice comes out crisply through the speakers, the low hum of Chase’s joining in to sing along to the lyrics.