Female Ace Novels & Stories

Victory. I liked the sound of that. But it didn't come cheap. After her talk, Serena watched me. She didn't try to teach me anything new. Just what she had said. I tried to work on that. Maybe there was some difference between how a man fought and how a woman fought. Maybe it was because I had learned from the male elite soldiers. Maybe it was influencing me more than I imagined. "How does a girl fight anyway?" I asked. "A girl cheats," Serena said. "Don't you forget that. The men always think they are at an advantage and we are at a disadvantage, but that's only a fantasy."

She was smiling. “I have come to pick the boys. Their father wants them to go on a holiday.” I uttered with a straight face. “But they are in the middle of their studies. They will miss their tutoring and Don Gustavo doesn’t like his boys missing their lessons.” The woman had adjusted her body to give the impression that she was in charge. “What is your name ma'am?” I asked, trying not to sound disrespectful. “Inez. Ma’am.” the lady's voice came. “Do you know who I am?” I asked.

she said. "You look at her hair, it's very beautiful!" Timothy answered. "Oh, Man!" “Hey, you should care about me! Your boss is still single!” "You playboys are not single, don't ruin innocent girls!" the woman replied sarcastically. “Hahaha, don't be jealous. You're beautiful too, Fiona, how about we hang out tonight?” "Just stop your flirting, it won't work on me!" "Hahaha, don't be shy!" “You pervert” Fiona leaves, while Timothy just laughs. That day Aria was accepted at a traditional restaurant in Vanhall. The salary is quite good, the same as the salary with two part-time jobs at her old job.

Once I'm content, I begin the task of shifting back. "Mother! Any particular reason there is a wolf in my shower?" A male voice shouts. I startle the man materializes outside the shower door and peers in. I continue my shift, wanting to be in human form to communicate. His eyes round as he watches what I become. I crack the shower door tp introduce myself and diffuse the situation. "Hello. I am Aislaine. I was invited here by your mother and instructed to shower." "I am Alec. Pleasure to meet you."

Ace asked and she turned back with a smile on her slightly chubby cheeks. "I'm Kayla Hermes." She said and giggled before going with Simon. Ace questioned himself to see if he was drunk or not but his intentions were far from drunk. He wanted to keep her as his s3x toy to satisfy himself till he let her go. Nevertheless, she was so pretty and her beauty was so captivating. Seeing her makes him want to have another round with her, but not as the same way he sees Amelia. Seeing Amelia gave him mixed feelings of regret and pity..

, I said and paused again. I was trying to study them properly and pick out anyone I do not find worthy to partake in the war, I didn't want anyone to mess things up for me. I looked all over the girls and they were good to go, they all had this fierce look on their faces and they were all ready to fight and win, but not to fight to the death. I tried to concentrate on their heartbeats, it was all stable and I was okay with my female warriors. I sighed deeply.

Ace chuckled as if my question, or maybe his answer, amused him, "Fucking come for me before I change my mind about it." My body obeyed, the tension in my muscles springing free like a coil. The orgasm that held me in its clutches was vicious. It rippled through me, wave after wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that I had no business feeling. It felt wrong and yet, so God damned right. Ace's name was a chant upon my lips, praising him for the way he used my body and brought pleasure to it.

Elise straight up laughed at me. "Oh my god, you're serious." She cleared her throat realizing I really wasn't kidding. "I fucking hate her body, her voice, fucking everything about her makes me want to strangle her to death. If I back out now Fernando will kill me. Why couldn't she just be fuckable?" "I don't even know what to say Ace. You fuck everyone. Why all of sudden do you care anyways?" "Well for one, the women I fuck I barely know their names and second, I didn't have a burning hatred for the vile shit they did." I cracked my neck, and three, she wasn't Amelia. God that woman fucked me up.

They are tough human beings, even accidents cannot hold them when it comes to sex. "Do you need help arranging your stuffs?" Mason asked, raising an eyebrow. I shook my head to which he smirked, "Ha! I wouldn't have helped you either." "Still an asshole, I see," I rolled my eyes, "wasn't expecting you to, either." "You know me, baby sis. Anyway, I'll leave you to arrange your things alone. I have to meet Ace." "Ace?" I repeated, raising my brows at the unfamiliarity of the name, "who's that?"

’ She thought to herself as she readied herself for the explaining she needs to do. An AroAce is an identity, it means that when a person is an AroAce, they are not experiencing any romantic nor sexual attraction towards the other people. No, there is nothing wrong with their minds or their pheromones, and also no, they are not traumatized or anything. That is just how they feel and they express it that way. As an AroAce, our attraction was mostly in the intellectual attraction or aesthetic attraction. Of course, other types of attractions exist however, those two mentioned were the most encountered and based upon. The relationship of an AroAce has with the others, especially with close ones