Episode Berapa Ace Di Eksekusi Novels & Stories

He didn’t wait for a response he just hurriedly walked to their room. Pushing the doors open, Erica stood over Runa’s paralyzed body as she placed something over her. “Call your pack, they’ll be here any moment.” She warned to a confused Ace. “I finally know who this is.” Ace blinked before setting the children down, “Who are they Erica??” He asked to which she smirked. “You’re not gonna like it but it’s my dead daughter. Also your dead mate.” Those words left him silent. What was he going to do now?

Theresia didn't answer because she was tired of Ace's behavior. Ace who didn't get an answer from Theresia took a deep breath. He waved his hand in Teresa's face saying, "Hey, are you listening to me?" "Where's the criminal?" asked Ace once more, he walked around Theresia's room. Make sure that the room is safe. Theresia who was already tired of Ace walked over to the man. Then swinging her leg to kick Ace's leg from behind with all his might, she didn't care that Ace would be in pain.

Jaxon was leting Chris live. Ace walked swiftly down the hallway, not noticed by anyone. Jaxon tossed Chris forward, done with him. Chris stumbled up, his feet slipping on his own blood that was on the floor. His green eyes lifted to meet Ace's gaze, watching the man stride down the hallway. Ace watched his eyes falter and dim, a look of loss on his face. He knew Ace's motive, and there was nothing he could. So allowed himself to be grabbed by Ace's strong grip, and allowed himself to die.

Pero sinisiguro niya na gagawin niya ang lahat ng alam niyang tama. HIndi pwedeng maparusahan ang mga taong wala naman talagang ginawang masama. Alam niyang pumatay si Ace, pero pakiramdam niya may kulang. "Makakapagpabuti sa lahat? O para sa sarili mo?"

"We'll bring her here." Ace nodded, his expression resolute. "I should go. The execution is set for dawn, and I want to talk to her first." "How long do we have?" He glanced at the window, gauging the light. "A few hours." "Enough time?" "It has to be." He started to get up, but I caught his hand. "Ace?" "Yeah?" "Be careful. Promise me." "I promise." He leaned down to kiss me, soft and lingering. "I love you."

“I think it’s time that I take you to see him. I was going to wait until after your birthday, but I seriously think that you need closure more than anything right now.” “Does that mean Ace is dead?” Ele whispers as she hugs me from behind, stroking my hair tenderly. “Yeah… Ace Ripley is dead.” I hear him swallowing thickly, and I just manage to catch the underlay of distress and anguish in the tone of his voice.

However, since he is Micah's best friend, I've come to know him, and I suppose I can say he has become a friend by acquaintance. During our separation, Ace took many lives, including that of the police captain who had been fired for abusing several women, including his own daughter for dating someone he disapproved of. It felt like Ace was establishing a pattern, almost as if he were trying to signal that he still remembers me. The true identity of the murderer remains a secret known only to Micah and me, and Micah becomes visibly upset whenever he sees the news reports about the killings.

"The more they stay away from us, the better." A crease formed between my brows. Ace and Caleb had problems dealing with police and law? Why? "But we have to do something to stop Antonio. Because the way he's adamant to dig up our past, I'm afraid if he gets his hand on something…" "He won't!" Caleb was cut off by Ace's sharp voice. "People don't get anything out of ashes." Everything went silent for a moment, until Ace cleared his throat and spoke again, "Don't worry about him. I will handle him myself." His voice dripped with venom.

"Mom would be disappointed." That was the final blow. Evelyn’s eyes filled with anger, and she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, Ace jabbed the needle into her neck. Her scream echoed through the cell as the liquid entered her bloodstream, her body convulsing violently. Ace stood up, watching her writhe in agony. He didn’t feel satisfaction. He didn’t feel triumphant. All he felt was emptiness. Turning on his heel, Ace walked toward the door, leaving his sister behind. As he reached the exit, he looked over his shoulder one last time, watching as Evelyn’s body stilled, her breathing ragged.

the killer gasped. “I said you were useful,” Ace replied. “I didn’t say you were forgiven.” In one blurred motion, Ace hauled the man up and drove him headfirst into the corner of the heavy oak nightstand. The impact was wet and final. The killer’s body went limp instantly, sliding to the floor like a sack of grain. Ace straightened up, barely breathing hard. He glanced at the knife still trembling in my hand, then at my face. “Stay here. I’m going to the docks.”