One Piece Wanted Posters Ace Novels & Stories

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

I ran my hand over a pink satin, checking its florid designs. Suddenly it was snatched from me. Looking up, I found a displeased Ace glaring holes onto that dress. "We're not taking it." "Why? What's wrong with it? I think it'd be perfect for Tess. And pink is also her favorite color." He raised his brow. "What's wrong? It's too short." "So? She has no problem with short dresses." "But I've!" His lips tightened. Something nagged inside me. Why did he care if Tess wore short dresses or not? My temper suddenly flared as I grabbed the dress back from his grasp.

I shuddered as I watched Ace slowly rid himself of his shirt. Tattoos I hadn't noticed since seeing him came into view. It was everywhere on his skin, the suit did well in covering it. A dragon was running down his shoulder blade to his torso at his back. Both hands inked with tattoos I didn't quite catch. However, the one that caught my eye was a Bible quote running from his earlobe to the nape of his neck. “I can do all things to Christ who strengthens me.” the quote read. I didn't picture Ace to be a religious person or maybe it was just a daily quote. A mantra or something.

he asked me, so I just shook my head as I raised one of my eyebrows. Ace raised his arm as he folded four of his fingers to point at me. “I’m here to claim Miss Celestina Villarama,” he formally replied. The wind rushed through my hair as I stared at him before I tilted my head sideways. “What do you mean, Ace? If that’s not a direct order from the Wongs, then excuse us…” I attempted to walk away, but Ace immediately grabbed my wrist. “I have no reason to return to the Crimson Moon Pack, Ace. I’d rather stay here with Alpha Lucas than push myself toward a man who rejected me!” I flicked his arm to let go of me.

Ace knew everything about Scarlet before she would even realize what she wanted. Their lips connected in an undestroyable flame of a flamingo. Ace's tongue pelt deep into her mouth like a missile into the sky. It cornered every area of her mouth quenching his thirst for her like a storm which washes away the layers of the soil in its fury. She was his and he wanted to establish that in her mind in an unsaid way. Nobody could touch her and nobody will because he is Tsunami no sane person will dare to challenge. Only thing required is, Scarlet should understand it.

Meanwhile, Ace stood by the window, looking at his hand, always wondering if he had been too gentle with his blow. He turned on the TV, and a news segment was playing. Ace sat up straight, slightly surprised. Why was it him again? He sneered, wanting to change the channel, but then he saw a girl beside him. He already had her, and yet he still wanted to find Demi? What he thought was incomprehensible, and he was coming to someone's door to pick a fight. He must have too much free time. o0o

As Ace appears from the hallway, our eyes meet, and he extends his hand, inviting me to join him. Without any hesitation, I quickly move towards him, sliding my fingers between his and tightly gripping his hand. Ace gently lifts my arm and brushes his warm lips against my knuckles, his gaze intense and seductive. His expression is as blank as a fresh canvas, eagerly awaiting the gentle strokes of a fan brush to depict our future. I desperately want to ask him what happened. It is quite evident to observe the swelling around his eye and the development of a purple bruise along the defined contour of his jaw.

in Ace’s arms. A wicked idea pops into my mind, and following it, I pull my phone from my clutch, pose for the camera, and take a picture. My face, my cleavage, and Ace’s knee show in the picture, and it sends a thrill through me. Opening my I*******m app, I post the picture on my story with the caption; Every queen deserves her Ace. In less than two minutes after I post it, my phone buzzes with a notification; LUCIEN: It’s on, Sunshine.

“So what did you hide from me while I was amnesiac! What sort of feelings does Ace have for Summer?!” Ben said that Ace had a closer relationship with Summer than how family members would. Ace's gaze was very gentle when he looked at Summer, which was totally opposite when he looked at other people. Jasper was still worried. ‘What if Ace likes Summer…?’ “Ace is a person who seeks perfect souls that are compatible with him. He’s not interested in Summer's body. Instead, he’s interested in the soul in her body.” Benjamin did not know how to explain it to Jasper.

He stood at the entrance of his walk-in closet with a black leather-bound book in his hands and a grimace marking his face. Again, I waited for him to complete what he was doing, taking in the tattoo that stained his bicep. A ranger tattoo. It was the flag flapping in the wind with his dog tags on top. Intricate. Beautiful. And meaningful. I wanted to trace the image, feel it against the pads of my fingers. Ace put the book back and padded into the room, meeting my gaze at last and just standing there as if he were a statue. I inhaled, trying to organize my thoughts before saying, "Where were you?"