Devil Fruit Ace Novels & Stories

Amelia shouted. Ace smirked hearing this. "It is long since I heard the word. Hope you still remember what the devil can do because you once Deal with devil billionaire" Ace said Amelia glared at him then left from there. Ace leaned against the chair and closed his eyes. When his phone started ringing. Ace opened his eyes and took out his phone from his pant pocket. He saw it was his dad. "Yes, dad" Ace said. "Is it true?" Hunter asked him. "What dad? What are you talking about?" Ace asked him

"What are you doing here?" Fred was just about to answer when someone else spoke for him. "He's here because the queen called him. We need Prince Freds help to know more about Tamer magic in order to help you." Said PRINCE Ace, who had mysteriously sneaked behind us. His full name is PRINCE Ace Feradin. The most ungrateful, snob, rude, and spoiled bastard among the princes. He is an elf that has this weird mumbo jumbo magic that controls....errr more like plants and can see and talk to animals. Kind of like Snow White. Black hair and midnight blue eyes. Good looking but I still prefer Fred.

“Stole this from a Haemir lieutenant. Supposedly cursed.” Julia snatched it. “Perfect.” She took a swig, wincing. “Tastes like regret and bad decisions.” “So, *you*,” Valerie said, pointing at Ace. “What’s next? World domination? Subtle retirement?” He didn’t look at her. His eyes stayed on me, blue and unyielding. “Depends on the queen.” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t start.” “Too late,” Julia sings. “He’s got that *look*. Like a feral puppy who found a home.”

“I will have your ass soon enough.” “What? No-“ “Shh…” Ace silenced me as he reached for the picnic basket. “I will have my dessert first before you argue with me.” My brows furrowed at his announcement. Taking out the container of strawberries, he dipped one in the chocolate before taking a bite on it. He offered the other half for me and I gladly accepted, opening my mouth. “Good?” Ace asked crudely, but I hummed in response, anyway. “I bet you’ll taste better than chocolates.”

They all look pale and exhausted on the corner of their lips is a blood stain. All thanks to the brave stance each of them took trying to suppress the king's beast that has become feral since two full days. The night after he visited the DeHaven maid's room. king Xerxes ended up making another visit to the prince’s room. Unfortunately or fortunately for him,he was not disappointed because the prince possesses the kiss of the devil's star on his nape. A mark that could only be found on his soulmate.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

Dante gave me another one of those million-dollar smiles that should’ve been illegal and sauntered off toward his car. I was still frozen in place when Ace leaned in. “Smooth, Professor. Real smooth. You almost said your own name without choking.” My face went up in flames. “Shut up.” “Who knew he was going to invite you personally.” “He invited you,” I muttered. “And you,” he shot back. “Which means I’m your plus-one.” “Over my dead body.” We reached his car, a black Mustang that screamed playboy. Ace dangled his keys. “Need a ride?”

Father whispered but I said nothing. "Sorry," I mumbled, trying to steal a glance at the unbothered man behind us. He looked to be about 7ft with black hair and grey eyes, his body built. A dragon tattoo on his neck. "Great another bad boy." I thought before rolling my eyes. "Ace, this is my daughter, Angel," father said to the large man. But all Ace did was stare. He didn't say anything or move just stared at me like I was some freak.

Ace got his blue eyes from his mom and black hair from his dad; he was the perfect combination of the two. Seconds later, my parents came in carrying plates and drinks. After placing them on the table they took their seats next to each other beside Mr Romano. I was sitting at the end of the table, Mason was in between me and Ace who had his legs crossed on the other chair and his head resting against Mason's arm with his phone in his hands. He really didn't give a fuck as to where he was or that his parents were present. He just say what he wants, do what he wants and where he wants.