Blackbeard Vs Ace Novels & Stories

"You can't beat us, so you better just give up! Surrender yourself so you could stay alive!" "No, Marcus. I will fight until my last breath!" Ace snorted and dashed towards us. Marcus bravely faced him, rushing to him instead of avoiding his attack. Then we met him halfway and crashed into each other. Ace was able to hit us, but it was nothing compared to the strike he received from us. He had the skills, but he couldn't match with the speed and power that Marcus put in his every attack. We rolled to the ground exchanging kicks and scratches, but no one wanted to give up.

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.

“Then let’s get it over with!” Ace claws shoot out instantly and he moves to full attack on Dane, who ducks and blocks as fast as he could. Ace might not have been an alpha, but he descended from one of the strongest bloodlines, the Nnaji bloodline, and while Dane’s strength came from being an alpha, Ace’s strength came from training and fighting. He was faster than other regular wolves, both in speed and stamina, and he uses it to his advantage. Ace launches his claw into Dane’s shoulder to send him off his feet, but Dane grabs a hold of his hands and throws him onto the tarred ground.

A wolf-shape Howler—a big, mottled beast whose impatience had always out distanced his wisdom—saw the line of Ace's neck he could cut and sprang, tearing across Rafe's charge in a flash of muscle and tooth. Ace jerked the short sword up in a surprise bar. He couldn't get the position he wanted with Seraya wedged against his back. He shifted to take the blow, already turning to shield her— —and Seraya reacted first. She did not rationalize; she simply moved. Her palm fell onto Ace's chest to push him a half step backward, and she placed herself in the way of the wolf as if brashness could be armor. The jaws of the beast ran off the metal and landed on the softer target that had offered itself

Justin queried, hungry to know more. “I'm not so sure, but I think a steak from the magical oak tree of the infernal region can destroy whoever is trapped in the unbinding.” Ace bellowed. “What does that mean for me?” “Though you survived when Hayley killed you. You have still a fifty-fifty chance of living.” Ace said walking back to the desk where he was. “So the steak could kill me.” Justin said taking a deep breath. “You have to keep this a secret from Edmond. I have to go to work.” Ace peered at him.

Kayden and Kieran’s faces paled after I let out a ferocious growl, and then the next moment, I felt my bone crack, and Ace finally showed himself to the others after a long time. Ace lunged forward, ignoring the fact that the people he wanted to attack were his own people. There was no reasoning with Ace. If he wanted them dead because of anger, they’d die. I had never mastered to control him to the fullest. All this time, I had to negotiate with him whenever something ticks Ace’s anger. So far, it had been successful, but our mate was his last straw. “Fuck. We don’t have a choice here. Shoot him.” “I know, but—“

Ace looked at me with uncertainty in his eyes before leaving me to clear the dishes. After cleaning the dishes he rushes back to my side on the chair "Sunshine are you sure you're alright?" He asked with worry in his eyes. I smiled at him "What should I do to prove I'm fine?". Ace got up and lifted me up bridal style "Don't lift a finger, I'm not risking anything". When we got to our room, Ace placed me on the bed and proceeded to prepare a bath. Few minutes later he emerged from the bathroom "I have prepared a therapeutic bath, it will help you relax more" Ace explained. " You didn't have to" I said sitting up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Just as I got up to get undressed I overheard Ac

Jack's ridiculous friends laughed showing their weird-shaped tooth. Ace didn't reply, he stayed silent. Jack chuckled and looked at him with a glare. A sudden gush of pain jolted through Ace's body. His stomach ached, his arms lost tension and his legs began to weaken. 'He will not get the better of me,' he thought as he dropped to the ground. His tongue was soaked in the taste of blood. Bruised and wounded, with a leg in agony, His head was pounding. Jack's kicks and punches kept on raining his body and he couldn't do anything.

The roar of their engines mingled with the stench of gunpowder and blood. Alex was stationed behind a counter, his face set in a grim expression, his knuckles white as he gripped his pistol. His usually impeccable suit was torn and splattered with crimson. But it was nothing compared to Ace. Ace moved like a demon unleashed, stabbing anyone who dared to stand in front of him. His once-pristine suit was now a canvas of gore, and his eyes... God, his eyes were empty. There was no trace of the man I knew. His face, usually so controlled, was contorted into a mask of cold fury. I watched, paralyzed, as he effortlessly dodged a wild punch and plunged a blade into his attacker's throat.

"Hi." Britt threw a look at Ace after throwing her spoon onto the plate. "What. What. You. Doing. Here. Mr. Blake?!" she asked with emphasis. She folded her arms across her chest, then raised one eyebrow. "Even if that chair is empty, you can't just occupy it." The quiff-haired man seemed to have recently changed his hairstyle to an undercut and made it look darker with black paint. At first glance, Ace looked similar to Nicholas because of his new hair. They had the same dark hair and almost the same hairstyle.