Luffy After Ace Dies Novels & Stories

Amelie's lifeless body falls on the floor with a thud as blood seeps from the gaping hole in her chest to the floor. “I guess we weren't the same after all. I'm definitely not so foolish,” he said as he throws her heart on the floor, unfazed. Someone lets out a terrifyingly loud, fearful scream. Is it me? I don't know because I can't seem to recognize the voice, but Ace hurriedly walks towards me and pulls me up into a tight hug. “It's okay, she can't hurt you anymore. Nobody can hurt you while I'm here. I will kill anyone who dares to touch a strand of your hair,” he said comfortingly, patting my hair with his bloody hands.

Lucas bowed his head, a gesture that tugged at Sofia’s heart as she saw Ace’s brief flicker of sadness before his usual cold, detached expression took over. “Make sure you check all the packs. He might be hiding somewhere we least expect. Do not only check the deserted areas of the land,” Ace commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument, before standing and walking out of the study. Lucas didn’t raise his head even after Ace left. Sofia gently patted his back, her voice soft. “It’s okay, everything will be okay,” she whispered, hoping—praying—that Dorothy, Ace's new mate, would be the one to change him.

Riven’s voice dropped into a dark, twisted shadow. “You know exactly what I am capable of.” “I do,” Ace said quietly. “But killing everyone isn’t a solution.” “Then here’s the solution: replace the team. All of them. I don’t need them anymore!” “RIVEN—” Ace’s frustration cracked the air but he swallowed the rest. He knew if he said what was on his tongue, there would be no going back. “…Fine,” Ace said finally. “I'll fire the entire squad. But remember there’s an unconscious girl here.

I hear Ace scream out, rushing to the side of the ring, as close as he can get to me. "I'm sorry, Ace. I'll miss you." I say, shifting my gaze from him to my opponent, who was sure to deliver my death. And for the first time in years, I felt content with my decision. I should've died that night, not Rylee. It was about time I cashed in my cheque. "NO! SIENNA, DON'T!" Ace screams. But it's too late. Deathstroke wastes no time at all to run at me. But instead of blocking his attempt, I stand there motionless.

"Fuck, Lucian! She's gone! She got out after setting the place ablaze-of all times! Shein's crew ambushed us, and your grandma... she's dead. Fuck, Lucian-look at me!" The words hit him like a bullet to the chest. Before Ace could finish, his legs gave out, and darkness swallowed him whole.

He was chasing his breath and his sweat was dripping down on his forehead. “What the hell is going on?” I was so befuddled. “What? Did someone die?” Louis even chuckled. “A-Ace…” the moment he mentioned my brother's name, I felt how my entire body slowly became cold. My heart beated slowly and I felt like I forgot how to breathe. “What about Ace?” I tried my best for my voice not to break. “He was attack,” itsclarixass

I was screwed. "Maybe I want you dead," Ace deadpanned and I jerked away as if he had backhanded me, "but it'll never be my brother that pulls the trigger. I'm not fond of someone else taking care of my dirty work. So pull your shit together." I shot him a scornful glare with a huff, "You have a real special way of calming a girl down, morbid asshole." "It worked didn't it?" He clipped, starting the car and joining the traffic.

Before yelling, “SORRY! It slipped.” Ace chuckled before standing back up and looking at me. “She does things to my heart I didn’t think it was possible to do.” Nodding my head in a way of understanding what he meant. “She tends to do that.” “I can tell you have questions, and so do I. However, right now, I need mine to take precedence over yours.”

Exhaustion washed over her, causing dizziness to consume her as she eventually closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful slumber. "Hey, you ungrateful bastard. Did you forget about me?" Ace wheezed, struggling to stand despite the searing pain in his chest where the bullet hit. Lucas' jaw tightened and he glanced at one of his men by his side, "Take care of him," he commanded tersely, refusing to give Ace a second glance.

“All those weeks of training just to be beat up by a kid?” Ace smiled and pulled her in for a hug. “My delicate woman, you have no idea how combat works. I'm ill and Ethan is undeniably strong, so I didn't intentionally lose to him.” Lydia knew Ace was lying. Something must have made him withdraw from hurting Ethan and she knew who. She turned to look back in Alyssa's direction with eyes full of spite.