Gol D Ace Novels & Stories

"I was just trying to get what's rightfully…" He didn't get to finish the line as Ace untangled me from him and stormed towards him, connecting his fist with Warner's jaw. A faint crack reached my ears. With a hiss when he fell on the ground, Ace grabbed his collar and pulled him up. "You fucking piece of shit! You dared to touch my Rosebud!" His thunderous roar echoed throughout the hotel room, making me flinch. His almost dark orbs flared with untamed rage, redness spread across his face and neck when the veins of his temple stood up with him shaking with anger.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

We all watched as Ace formed fins on his back and tail while excess skin formed behind his elbows and in front of his stifles, giving his legs more of a flippered appearance. "No, shit!" Tyler and Roxie said in unison, not yet having seen Ace as a Gonakadet. Trisha's mouth hung open. "So THAT'S a Gonakadet?!?" "More like a goldfish in a bowl, but that's besides the point!" Blue quipped, earning an air bubble growl from Ace. "Alright, I'm intrigued. Let's talk," Fiona said as she placed her hands on her hips.

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

Ace got up from his seat, walked casually over to Theresia who was still bowing his head. After being in front of the woman, Ace grabbed both of Theresia's shoulders and said, "No matter how hard you rebel, and no matter how far you go from me. keep coming back to me, because you are the mood goddess destiny mate for me. Nothing can change that, dear."

"Ace, 23 years old, son of the secretary of the treasury. Without the knowledge of his parents, he was involved in working with some gangsters, trading in drugs and girls including minors. Also involved in gang rape with his best friend, Jake." Nate finished the basic biodata of all the culprits. Daniel looked at Ace who was looking at him in apprehension. The look of his Dove was still fresh in his mind when she fearfully looked at this bastard.

I pull back a little, peeking up at him, only to find that Oliver’s blue-green eyes have changed to dark blazing gold. “Ace,” I whisper, feeling slightly more nervous with him than with Oliver, a little to be expected considering I haven’t spent much time with him yet. “Princess,” he growls before pulling me into a demanding kiss. His kiss is more controlled and demanding than Oliver's. He demands power over me and wants nothing less. My body immediately gives in and sinks into his touch, craving every stroke and shiver that moves through because of him. Ace flips me over so my ass is up in the air and face-planted in the seat, I huff in annoyance, not expecting such a movement without any w

"Ace the second session. . . Making out." -----

When she pulled him closer to her center, the man smiled. "Lick me more, bodyguard... suck me hard..." she told him. She's really losing her mind because of what she's saying. But she'd go crazier if the man stopped now. But then he didn't. "As you wish," Ace said and started to move his tongue up and down on her. It wasn't just his tongue moving now; his fingers joined in. His fingers started to play with her clit. He's putting pressure on it while his tongue tried to enter her hole.

Now, as he walked graciously onto the dirt, the sheer majesty of his form made my mouth drop open in pure awe. His fur was a striking, jet-black color, and his frame was easily twice the size of Draven’s wolf. His eyes glowed a fierce, electric blue, and cutting straight along the edge of his massive body was a single, flawless line of stark white fur. Draven’s gray wolf rushed forward in a brutal, blind charge but Ace dodged the attack with effortless grace, his massive frame shifting like a shadow. Extending his heavy claws, he brought his paw down, scratching Draven’s flank with enough force to snap the gray wolf back into his human form.