Devil Fruit Ace Novels & Stories

She punched the floor in frustration, her annoyance evident. “What happened?” Ace’s concerned voice came from behind as he suddenly appeared at the doorway. His expression turned grim as his attention landed on Del Valle’s lifeless body. “I think I already know who did this. It’s possible that they thought we might come for Del Valle, so to prevent him from talking, they finished him off.” Shantel clenched her fist. “That Aries is a demon, truly. He doesn’t hesitate to kill even his own ally for his own benefit.” Ace shook his head.

Then Ace slowly turned his head and looked back at the villain. "I won't..." he rasped. His voice barely worked anymore. "I won't be the reason another war gets recorded in history." He swallowed hard. Then somehow, despite the blood, the poison, and the pain, a mocking smirk appeared on his face before he gave one final middle finger. "Fuck you." The villain's expression instantly darkened. His jaw clenched. For the first time all night, he actually looked angry. But before he could order another round of torture, Ace's strength finally ran out.

"How rude of me not to introduce you two. Devan, this is Ace. Ace, this is Devan. He's been helping me since I got here." Ace stretched his hand and Devan took it. "Hi." "Nice to meet you." Devan replied. I glanced between both of them. Why do I feel some kind of tension all of a sudden. They let go of their hands and Ace faced me. "We need to talk." He said and I nodded. "I know but first, let's get you settled in. You must be tired." "I am. Dandelion never feeds me." I glared at Dandelion and she raised her hands in surrender. "I was only drilling him. No food for a lazy person."

The truth proved that Ace's personality was domineering. Ace was delighted to see her smile, gazing at her blushing cheeks, which reminded him of the apple he had eaten a few days ago. He couldn't resist and wanted to taste its flavor. Without much thought, he leaned down and gently bit her cheek. Demi Moore felt a slight pain on her face and quickly pushed him away. Why did he bite her like that? Ace tousled his hair and awkwardly chuckled. "I can't blame me; your cheeks are so pink, like an apple. I just wanted to know if the taste resembles a real apple."

“I knew us showing up together tonight would create some kind of retaliation with my family, but never could I have imagined the night ending the way it has. I guess I should say thank you for coming to my rescue and taking my virginity like I asked you to.” Leaning forward, Ace extracts a bottle of wine nestled in a bucket of ice, popping it open. “Hmm. I agree with you.” He begins, lifting the bottle to his mouth, and he takes a sip from it. I raise my brows, with the corners of my mouth turning downwards. Ace is a very sophisticated man, and seeing him drink straight from the bottle just proves that he is a mere mortal like the rest of us taking up space in his substantial-sized world.

Ace replied with a grin. Now, Ace's devilish nature reemerged. He is actually bipolar. "I bet you won't call me in the middle of the night to make you a cup of coffee." She mocked Ace, but he did not respond. "Because I have a daughter, I can only work during the day." "I know."

Ace's eyes move towards a laughing jack, he walks towards him and jack notices him. " here comes the pussy, " Jack says and he laughs at his remarks. " Ace, " Andrew calls and hands Ace his sunglasses. Jack was peeking at them in curiosity. Ace grabs it and backs away. " get up, " Andrew demand while looking at jack. Jack chuckles and looks at his friends while standing. " Aw, you brought your buddy, " Jack says while looking at Ace. His friends are laughing like idiots. Let's say that Jack was all purple and blue after about five minutes.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

Blaze's pale skin is a total contrast to the deep brown color of his veiny member. Ace instantly remembered the guy from the previous week that he had beaten because of what he said about Blaze's lips around his shaft. Ace was very angry that time that he wanted to kill the guy if he hadn't stopped himself. Ace reached out to caress Blaze's flawless and pinkish cheek before he traced the outline of Blaze's red lips around his shaft which is halfway inside Blaze's warm mouth. "Fuck you are so sexy Blaze...this precious lips around my dick...you like it, baby?" Ace became insanely drunk from the sensation and the thoughts of Blaze's mouth on his dick that he slowly started to move inside of Bl

Nikolai asks me, he sounded all serious, I decided to answer him just as serious. “The godfather cucumber has been playing both sides against each other ordering the red apples to attack and destroy the green apples supplies of coffee. The head of the green apples who is married to the devil fruit both swear to keep their angel fruit out off what is going on. The angel fruit finds out what's going on calls her friends to help they come with their melted chocolate for torture! For torture I’m telling you!” I explain to him, it’s what I understood form Paul plus some of mine, I’m not that stupid after all. “What the…” Devil says while Paul laugh his bum off at us, he’s the one who started this