Luffy X Ace Novels & Stories

“I’m done playing your games, and I can’t wait to see you get all the bad karma you deserve.” If it were possible for steam to come out of his ears, the car would be overflowing with it. Liam makes a move to open the door, but a presence beside me stops him in his tracks. My heart stills in my chest when I see Ace approaching with a thunderous look on his features. He’s dressed in black jeans and a black sweatshirt, and each menacing step he takes, he cracks his knuckles as if ready for a fight. “You better get the fuck out of here before I put my fist through your face.”

Ace's eyes move towards a laughing jack, he walks towards him and jack notices him. " here comes the pussy, " Jack says and he laughs at his remarks. " Ace, " Andrew calls and hands Ace his sunglasses. Jack was peeking at them in curiosity. Ace grabs it and backs away. " get up, " Andrew demand while looking at jack. Jack chuckles and looks at his friends while standing. " Aw, you brought your buddy, " Jack says while looking at Ace. His friends are laughing like idiots. Let's say that Jack was all purple and blue after about five minutes.

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.”

He pulled a chair close to the bedside and plopped down onto it, making himself at home in the presence of Lance. "I thought you’d be awake by now. Turns out still tucked in, I see," Ace let out a soft, mocking chuckle. "Having sweet dreams, are we?" He didn't move a muscle, his eyes pinned on Lance as he leaned back comfortably. "Where’s your precious babe? Is she not showing up... or maybe has she already crawled into another man's bed?" Ace kept rambling. He couldn't care less whether Lance heard him or not. However, he hoped it was better that Lance would hear everything he said. His every word was meant to stir Lance’s emotional turmoil and send a rush of blood to his brain, making his

“You think no one knows? That your little secret is safe? Let me tell you something, Layla, oh, I’m sorry, should I call you Aria now? Everyone will know soon enough.” Ace, sensing the tension, looked up at Celeste with wide, curious eyes. “Why are you being mean to my mommy?” he asked, his small voice cutting through the air. Celeste sneered down at him. “And what are you going to do about it, little boy?” Without warning, Ace balled his tiny fists and swung at Celeste, hitting her leg. “Don’t talk to my mommy like that!” he shouted. The square seemed to go still for a moment.

He didn’t deny it. Two little missiles collided with my legs, tiny arms locking around my knees. “Mamaaaa!” Storm squealed. “Ace climbed the big scary thing!” “I climbed too,” she added quickly, unwilling to be overshadowed. Ace simply lifted his arms, wanting to be carried. I lifted him easily. Storm huffed and placed her hands on her hips. “That’s not fair! He gets uppies!” “You get uppies too,” I said. “I want MY uppies now.” I laughed and reached for her, pulling both of them into a clumsy hug. Ace nuzzled my neck sleepily. Storm smacked my cheek affectionately like a baby wolf staking a claim.

Chapter 68 Looking at Scarlet's chain in his hand, Ace's eyes dilated. Flashback "Happy Birthday to you honey." Ace kissed her forehead and nibbled the lower lip of Scarlet with his tongue. She circled her hand around his neck pulling him closer to her. Ace chuckles between their kisses at the cute asking of her to want more. His tongue wallops into her mouth in urgency, dominance, control, and possessiveness.

Dante gave me another one of those million-dollar smiles that should’ve been illegal and sauntered off toward his car. I was still frozen in place when Ace leaned in. “Smooth, Professor. Real smooth. You almost said your own name without choking.” My face went up in flames. “Shut up.” “Who knew he was going to invite you personally.” “He invited you,” I muttered. “And you,” he shot back. “Which means I’m your plus-one.” “Over my dead body.” We reached his car, a black Mustang that screamed playboy. Ace dangled his keys. “Need a ride?”

“Don’t shut me out like this.” Ace finally turned to face her, his expression unreadable. “I’m not shutting you out, Lisa,” he said quietly. “I just… I don’t know how to deal with this. I feel like I’m losing you.” “You’re not losing me,” Lisa insisted, her voice trembling. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.” Ace’s gaze softened slightly, but the pain in his eyes was still there. “I don’t want to fight with you, Lisa. But I can’t pretend that this doesn’t hurt.”

"All right, let's try it for a week and see what I get out of it." Ace furrowed his brow and quickly understood her meaning. He grinned. His smile inspires wonder in Rye's heart. The tattoos on his arms make him gorgeous and incredibly attractive. She dislikes tattooed individuals, but he is an exception. Ace has a better body and is hotter than Lucas; what the hell? She pondered. "Are you in agreement?" Ace questioned what perplexes her. "Concur with what?" Ace wore a cheeky grin on his face. “I see. I'm correct. You're spacing out."