Heart And Ace Novels & Stories

Liam shot back followed by scuffling from the door and then a curse from Keith. “Jake, I’m sorry,” Keith said just as I saw Liam stop by the kitchen door and my heart felt as if it had been ripped out of my chest at the sight of him.

Ace sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his fingers drumming softly against the surface as his eyes scanned the room. Around him were his most trusted men—loyal, seasoned, and ready for anything. These were the people who had stood by him through countless battles, bloodshed, and betrayals. Yet, despite their loyalty and their strength, Ace couldn’t shake the gnawing feeling of helplessness that had settled in his chest.

his confident stride exuded a quiet power, there was an unmistakable aura in his every movement. Ace leans towards me. "Aella" I can't help but notice the faint hint of mint on his breath, a testament to his impeccable oral hygiene. I close my eyes, leaning towards him, breathing deeply, I would never get tired of his scent. "Ace?" I reply moaning. "Why did you choose to defy me?"

“I think you might have a fever…” Ace said. I felt my face turning beet red when I felt the gentleness of his palm against my forehead. Ace’s face was directly in front of mine as he stared into my eyes with concern. He placed his other hand on his forehead as if to compare our temperature. My heart had started beating much faster than before and the sound of my thundering heart beat felt deafening to my own ears. My heart was beating so fast and loud that I was scared that Ace would hear it.

I was surrounded by people with bad hearts. Ace and Aaron walked over to me. A bad-hearted man, Aaron seemed to take full care of me. Looking at me with that wild gaze, I could even hear her heart say that wild. These three people have different hearts. The wild-looking guy, Ace. His heart spoke differently from the appearance of a delinquent, his heart did not say so. I heard her heart say, “Is she okay? I hope Aaron and Luna don't trap people anymore. I told him secretly! ”.

At that time, the anger in Belinda’s heart had subsided but she still needed to finished what she had started just to prove a point to her husband. As they drove down to the hospital, Ace sudden developed cold feets for reasons unknown. His heart raced non stop and he didn’t know why at all. Maybe, it was nature’s way of telling the young man that there was fire on the mountain but no one was running yet. I believe his instincts were reacting to the bomb that was about to be detonated at the hospital. Too bad he couldn’t see the future to know what was before him that very day.

Ace said as my heart pounded. "Aren't we going to have sex?" Ace inquired, and I shook my head. "We just had sex. My foot still hurts," I told Ace as he sat back down on my legs. I looked at Ace as he closed his eyes, caressed his cheek, and smiled. My heart was racing as he kept my hand on his cheek as though we were getting closer. "My heart is racing so fast right now," Ace said, and we both felt the same way. "Is that still obsessive, or is it love that causes your heart to race?" When I asked Ace, he opened his eyes.

‘Dammit! Ace cursed as a surge of passion flew into his heart while staring into her gorgeous eyes. Every part of him was frozen, and only the sound of his heartbeat was heard. Thud! The sound came every single time his eyes looked directly at her pink, plump lips. ‘So delicious… Geez, Ace, get yourself together. He gave himself some encouragement and shook the sweet thoughts away from his head. For him, this was not a good time to selfishly grab her for himself. But… Argh!

I could have sworn I heard his heart skip. "I was burnt by a big golden dragon with majestic four wingspans," "What?!" Ace exclaimed, standing up abruptly. "That's impos… this is not happening… How are you still alive? Why…" he trailed off as his face paled immediately. The horror on his face was worse than the one in the bathroom and this time, I heard his heart racing. He gulped and looked at me with a terrified expression. "Ace, what does that mean? Is she going to die?"

I stood abruptly, my chair clattering backward. "No." I shook my head. "No, he's going to be fine. He has to be." "Luna—" "Can I see him?" Dr. Hayes nodded reluctantly. "He's in the medical wing. Room three." I ran through the pack house, my heart pounding. Pack members stepped aside as I passed, their faces full of sympathy I didn't want to see. Room three was at the end of the hall. I pushed open the door and immediately started crying. Ace lay on a hospital bed, surrounded by machines. IVs ran into both arms, and a heart monitor beeped steadily. But his face was still gray, still cold.