Emerald And Ace Novels & Stories

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.

I said. "Well, that's the rules so we have to deal with it." Ace looked out of the window to see that the light was still shining outside. "Seems like we finished early and had some more time." I noticed that his eyes weren't purely black, they were a dark shade of blue when hit by light. They are just so dark that you would mistake them as black.

This is still related on Queen Of Ace and the characters are still the same. I was already packing my gifts inside my room for our bonding today. It had already been a few months and we were on a Christmas vacation. I decided to make the most out of the holiday and made sure to visit some important people in my life. Since tomorrow, we would be having a Christmas Eve dinner with my family, I took this chance to go out with Danny and Mason. Emma was in the UK and she was celebrating there while Amanda was with her family so I didn’t have the both of them by my side. Miguel was in Mexico, and he would be celebrating with his sister and Mom so he wasn’t able to join us. Mom and Dad were busy bu

Gunnar mumbled, rolling his eyes while pouring a measure of whiskey for himself. Ace situated himself behind me, cupping my chin and forcing me to tip my head back to meet his gaze as he stared down at me, "Fix?" He mused, the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of his bottom lip and I felt goosebumps litter my flesh, "you're right, I can't fix shit," Ace agreed, making certain his hazel eyes bored into my blue ones, "but I can break things. I break beds, backs, and even sweet pus—" "You have three seconds to let me go before I elbow you in the nutsack," I interjected with a scowl.

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.

Her eyes sparkled, and with another hug, she was gone. What the hell was she was going to do now? Probably bury herself even further into the office. A list of potential clients she’d drawn up awaited, and she’d planned to sit down with Amber and discuss strategy. A swift glance at Ace found the man’s eyes on her. The years had been kind to Ace, and with his sun-kissed hair, golden tan, and open, friendly smile, he looked more like a California surfer than a New York City native. The man Emily had never been able to forget…it didn’t matter that Ace was the opposite of everything Emily should be attracted to. Ace had always been Emily's wildest desire and her deepest secret.

No matter how perfectly the cameraman captured the image, there was nothing mesmerizing because Graciano Davis was busy putting on a cold face. I stepped back, grabbed a piece of crepe, then settled myself onto the sofa. I took a bite of the crepe while watching with concentration. "Graciano Davis, three years ago founded Ace, and had success with Emerald Green." I nodded at the anchor's explanation. Emerald Wine was like a king who ruled the world in one night. The green color is beautiful and the taste is interesting. Many people loved it, even the diners at our restaurant. To satisfy them, Mother bought it in bulk.

4 Tess Now I snapped my eyes back to meet Ace’s hardened gaze; his eyes communicated many emotions I couldn’t place. I broke eye contact to look down at why I was there as I looked down at my daughter opening her sleepy eyes and blinking at me. Ace followed my gaze and looked like he got punched in the gut.

“We regret the haste.” Alina met her gaze steadily. “Then leave.” Elowen smiled thinly. “We cannot.” Cael shifted half a step forward. Elowen’s eyes flicked to him. “Captain.” He did not answer. The clerics moved past Elowen and toward the center of the sanctuary, where a low stone table had been hastily cleared. One of them carried a covered object wrapped in thick cloth. Alina’s chest tightened. The Crown. Not the symbol the court liked to display, polished and framed by banners, but the true thing. The Ember Crown, modest and unassuming, dangerous precisely because it refused spectacle.

“200 years ago the Accord was signed in blood. Tonight you continue our ancestors legacy by binding to each other in more ways than one. The treaty originally meant to save our families from fighting had a secondary reaction, only discovered years later. The addition of Crimsonborn children in Accord marriages is a blessing that we must uphold.” Eira turns her back to us and I see a small table set up behind her. When she turns back to face us, she is holding the same knife from the Binding Ceremony. She holds out her palm and we lay our wrists out for her. It is so quiet in the room, I can only hear my breathing that is growing rapidly. Nathaniel’s free hand squeezes me and I offer him a sm