Fire Fist Ace Bounty Novels & Stories

I took a close look at it before my eyes slightly widened. A snake wrapped around a sword and a skull tattoo. The sword was into the skull and the snake was coming out from the skull's eyes, mouth and other holes on it's face. It wasn't big but any person who is or was, in my case, involved in the underworld knew what this tattoo mean The Italian Mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. A C E I stared at Ivy who had her eyes fixed on the tattoo on my wrist which represented the Italian mafia. Her eyes were wide opened and her lips were slightly parted. She hadn't realized that I was staring at her, she was too concentrated on the tattoo.

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Then there are his soldiers, the mid-ranked wolves who are practically the hunters, trained for the sole purpose of security. “Boss. Thought you were getting laid today. What the hell are you doing here?” Blurted Finn, his second Beta, walking with him to his office. “Shut the fuck up, Finn. I’m not that eager.” Ace lied. “I beg to differ. You have been eager. And who knows that better than I, because the numbers that I caught you masturbating were unhealthy.” Said Finn, opening the door, and they both entered.

Giovanni and Angelina sat in the back with Zayn, while everyone else followed in other cars. The adrenaline was still coursing through me—my blood humming, heartbeat steady and calm, mind sharp. Killing does that to me. It clears my head. “Amore,” Ace said suddenly, glancing at me. His eyes held amusement, danger, and something else I couldn’t quite place. “Do you realize you just shot the leader of the Lebanese Mafia?” His lips pulled into a small smirk. “They’re going to come after you now.” I paused. Oh. Oops.

A handful of his wolves waited there—eyes sharp, postures disciplined, nothing like the wild chaos the alphas imagined. Hale stepped into the center of the clearing, his voice carrying low but steady. “She’s the key,” he told them. “The Moonfire bloodline didn’t die with the old Alpha. It’s standing in Crescent territory right now. And if Cael doesn’t mark her, she’ll be vulnerable. To doubt. To mistrust. To us.” One of the wolves, an older male with silver streaking his muzzle, stepped forward. “And when she is?” Hale’s copper eyes gleamed in the firelight.

Meanwhile, Zayn was only able to release such a huge amount of funds because he had given Geoffrey his assurance over and over again. After that, Zayn gathered a few staff from his finance department and hurried to the fossil fuel plant. Now that the handover was already in progress, Zayn had no more reason to hide the fact that he was the real buyer. Thus, he directly met up with Kaecilius. “Haha! As expected of my best friend! You’ve really helped me out big time, Kaecilius. Thank you!” When Zayn spotted Kaecilius, he immediately rushed up and embraced his best friend, his face filled with glee.

Nanghilakbot siya nang makita ang stolen shot nila ni Ace sa restawran kahapon. Binasa niya ang caption. 'The Bold and The Beautiful', anang titulo, 'Young but Daring Businessman Woos Bustamante Heiress. Let's see if he could win this choosy lady's heart!'

Dammit I wasn’t supposed to be reacting to him and his touch but it seemed my body had its own mind and wasn’t going to listen to me when it came to this man whose hands were roaming over my skin, making it burn with each touch. “You smell good,” Liam said, not actually listening to what I had just said. “I want to taste every inch of you but I also don't want to scare you off.” He sighed again and then pulled back, leaving his hands on my waist, his chest pressed hard against mine and I could feel how defined he really was under that suit. “Tell you what, if you say you’re mine from now on until I have no use for you, then I will try and be as gentle as possible, but if not, then I cannot g

Well, shit. My first thought was to courier them back, so that I didn't have to come face to face with that guy. But the couriers didn't want to send something so expensive, in such a short distance. So I dug out his information from the public records and now, I was standing in front of the magnificent villa, pondering on the fact that I would have to face him again, contemplating, whether I should go inside or not. The word 'VICTORS' were curved on the iron gate beautifully in a neat cursive. A tall, stony statue of mammon stood proudly at one side and a giant lion on the other.

“Mercy. You—Misha Ashford—gave that man mercy. Interesting.” My silence was enough. “Fine,” Ace said, lifting both hands as if to surrender. “If that’s the case, then I’m on your side. Wherever you go, I’ll back you. Hell, I’d be stupid not to.” “Do you even know why I want to kill Vincent?” I asked. Ace squinted, thinking it over. “Money? Power? Maybe he killed someone close to you? Or, ooh—classic—your family?” “Wrong. Every time.”