Fire Fist Ace Bounty Novels & Stories

Ace asks like a dumb fuck with eyes the size of saucers. "Take it!" Trent demands as he thrusts the gun towards Ace. Ace snatches it away from him, his gaze probing the weapon as if it were attempting to communicate with him. "Sparale" (Shoot her,) Trent says with excitement, looking back at his army of goons. Ace's head snaps up, a whimper escapes my lips, my prayers have finally been heard and I use the wall to assist myself in rising to my feet. "D.. Do you want me to sparale?" (shoot her?) He gulps.

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

Or you owe money to very important people and you have to fight to pay. We walk to some chairs in the front row, and that's where I sit, Raymond takes off his shirt in front of me and my eager eyes travel through his body, marked abdomen, torso, and toned arms, the wolf tattooed in his neck counters with the colorful Ace of Spades tattooed on his left side. He gave me his shirt, his wallet, and his his phone, then his gun, and his knives. You know what you have to do, don't you? he said.

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”

He didn't want to think of the things that happened to her but the fire in him screamed to kill the ones who had hurt her. She was a mystery. He never thought he'd ever get to know anything about her and now she bared her soul in front of him. He felt like shit for playing with her heart like that but maybe he could make everything alright. Hunter couldn't even fathom the thought of her finding out his plan. She would be shattered. 'Hunter,' Luca mind-linked him. 'Yeah,' Hunter's response was tired. 'Berolt was a wizard who worked under Alonso but was killed by rogues at the age of twenty-nine,' Luca said.

**Lisa's point of view:** Ace’s men led us to another convoy of SUVs waiting outside. The tension in the air was palpable, but knowing Ace was with us brought a sense of calm. Mia, still weak but more hopeful, held my hand tightly as we climbed into the back seat of the lead car. Ace sat beside me, his presence a reassuring anchor. As we drove through the winding roads, Ace filled me in on what had happened during his trip. He had been tracking The Jackal for weeks, only to find that the elusive criminal had orchestrated this attack on our home as a diversion. Ace’s anger was evident, but so was his determination.

"Is that for me?" Ace looked down at his body, mostly to avoid the certainty in Liam's eyes. He was heavily-tattooed, as befit an MC member, and although tattoos generally meant something to bikers, this one was special. It wasn't his biggest or most intricate tat – that was The Fallen Angels MC logo tattooed across the whole of his chest – but it was the one that he loved the most. "Yeah," Ace mumbled, since denial was pretty fucking pointless. "Of course it's for you. You know it's for you. I don't even know why you're asking me that."

“Babe, try not to die.” Another henchman lunged with his knife flashing, ready to drive it into Liam’s back. Liam sidestepped, grabbing the man’s wrist and slamming it against the corridor wall. The knife clattered away as Liam landed a crushing elbow to the side of his head, dropping him like a sack of potatoes.

Axel met his gaze head on, his eyes burning with a determination I've never seen him emanate before. "She's leaving with me," Axel said stepping forward until he and Hunter were looking eye to eye. Though they stood approximately with the same whooping 6'4 height, you could tell who has the most power emanating from him through his aura. Amy fanned her face with her hand, shaking her head at the two men fighting silently in a stupid staring bottle. "Forget them, you're coming with me. Alpha gifted me with my very own bughati the other day, might as well take her for a ride?" She winked at me and I giggled.

"No! The councillors are right Aaron. They won't bat an eyelid letting him through with me. He's believable, you're not!" "Stop letting your tantrum over us get in the way! This could cost him his life!" "The only thing getting in the way is your stupid pride. Burney is the right choice, we both know it. Now let me go!" "Fayle..." "Are you coming?" Burney asked from the end of the hall. "Yep," I called back, meeting Aaron's stare. He strengthened his grip a moment then let go. I took a couple steps backwards, not trusting my back to him before I turned and ran.