The Legendary Ace Novels & Stories

It was his promise to her that he would avenge her, and he was willing to fulfill that promise even if it cost him his life. " Your Majesty " Ace was the man who he had put in charge of training his army. Ace was once an assassin who had worked under his grandfather for many years, even though he didn't have a wolf and was only a hybrid, he had senses which were a lot sharper than that of an aloha, which made him a force to be reckoned with. When Asher had asked his grandfather to give Ace to him, the man had been suspicious. But despite his questions, he didn't tell Killian about it. By now he was the only one who knew about the secret army Asher had under his command. Asher was very gratef

Damien Ace Hotels were scattered throughout North America, and we were known for the prodigious customer service, the firm privacy when a known celebrity came to stay, and the prestigious appeal and feel of the hotels. When I built the first Ace Hotel in New Jersey, I didn't think it would get popular and acknowledged in such a short period of time. One hotel became four, and then four became hundreds, creating my franchise: Ace Hotels. I played football throughout high school and college, and my nickname was Ace because no one fucking played like me. I was a savage, brutal, and could knock down any man with just the brush of my shoulder.

Lucky for them, Ace don’t know the full details, but he’s happy he skipped that time of his life where everything went in slow motion. It’s the first time he’s in close proximity with his brother’s men. It was no secret that he came from the family whose bloodline was killing each other, Alas killed his uncle, though Ace doesn’t have any proof to back it up, he’s going to show to his brother that he’s not just ‘Ace Crowne’ who served as his dummy just because they have the same face. “No, I don’t saw any,” Ace replied truthfully. His brother forms his lips into a tight smile. “Hmm.. Yeah, since when did you notice anything,” He murmured then continue walking to the car waiting for them outsi

But her hand never stopped moving. “I don’t get it,” she said softly. “Why would someone do that? Just to play the hero?” Ace shrugged, his face unreadable, eyes dark and distant. “Some people can’t stand not being the center of the story.” She brushed her thumb over his knuckles. “Then you rewrote it. You saved everyone.” He gave a low, humorless laugh. “Yeah. Including him. Real poetic justice.” I didn’t understand most of it. Fires, heroes, betrayal, it was all strange to me. Humans ran into danger on purpose and then felt guilty for surviving it. What I did understand was loyalty. And I knew Ace had too much of it for his own good.

vv On the fourth afternoon, Ace left the city. No escort. No decoys. Just a motorcycle that sounded like it had opinions and a road that climbed until the air gave up pretending it was warm. I followed in a van I didn’t deserve, changing lanes when clouds changed their minds, keeping distance like a penitent. He took the ridge road overlooking the reservoir. The wind there is not a friend; it is a judge. He parked at the old overlook where teenagers carve promises they can’t keep into stone they think won’t tell on them. He cut the engine and the world got very loud with nothing.

S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses? "So did Sophie survive because she was half a vampire?" Clarence asked. "Yes, but it is also possible because she was a legendary goddess. Because one of the powers of the legendary goddess is immortality. " So the king said. When a creature is a legendary goddess, it means you are higher than the Queen of Goddesses. When you are a legendary goddess, it means you are the GODDESS OF ALL GODDESSES. "So it means that Sophie is the woman referred to in the prophecy? A half-vampire and half-wizard. The first legendary goddess who was a half-vampire and half wizard, and she was also the strongest of all legendary goddesses in the world." I asked, and the

The king said through gritted teeth. He was telling the truth. Ace was supposed to hate all the werewolves because they killed his mother in the war between Lycans and the Werewolves when he was eleven years old. Ace watched his mother take her last breath in this palace, it was in the midnight. Her death was still in his mind like it happened yesterday or few hours ago. "Hatred won't yield anything good, father."Ace ran his hand through his messed up hair for the tenth time. "What will you gain if another war breaks out?"Ace wiggled his eyebrows and the corner of my lips curved into a bitter smile.

We have a country to put into balance. Chidi " As you wish sir but it I may ask. Why not use Black Ace instead of using this dangerous individuals? King" (laughs) Black Ace is our ace in the hole, our failsafe, our kill switch and our ultimate weapon. Her skills is required for only special assignments. Just in case we have any emergency, she's the one to take care of it. Any questions? Chidi " No sir. King" Good. Carry on then. ****************************

"But know one thing before you do anything, Emerald. I don't play my cards without keeping an Ace in my hands." "What do you mean?" A smirk tugged at the side of his lips. "You tell him, and I'll destroy him. Now Achilles's Rosebud won't do anything to break him to pieces, will she?" A shiver ran down my spine. Destroy him? "You can't. You don't have that power. Ace isn't an ordinary man you can just…"

Her mother would always say. At least mist men don’t. Storm sat up from the bed and reached for a photo frame on the bedside table. It was a picture of Tasha and a man, a man who looked slightly like Tasha. She stared at the two, Tasha’s laugh and the way her arms were clung tightly round the man’s waist, The man in the picture caught her attention. He was tall and muscular, with sharp, chiseled features and a strong jawline. His hair was dark and tousled, and his eyes were a piercing shade of blue.