The Legendary Ace Novels & Stories

Also, to think that his grandma was Legendary rank was really incredible. Normally, the highest rank any Hunter can reach is Veteran rank. To get Champion rank, a Hunter needs to earn recognition from the Association. Ace rank requires the recognition of the Association and the majority of the nations. Legendary rank is only given when the Hunter is approved by other Legendary ranks and even the Dragon Emperors if needed. That was what Matthew learned. In this day and age, there were no active Legendary ranked Hunters in the world. All of them were either dead or retired. The Five Coloured Hunters were all Ace ranks. They were strong indeed, but they weren't approved as Legendary rank. So th

A week later For a week, Ace hasn't been inside the mansion. He traveled to Colombia with a few of his men for business. Amelia never heard from him and was unaware of his travels. … "So Ace Luna, are you prepared to conquer the empire? When we defeat the other cartels, we can fight together to take control of it.” asked Sergio of the Colombian mafia. Ace remained silent for some time. He was not a greedy person, and he was aware that Sergio had no interest in him. Instead, he was jealous of Ace Luna because Ace Luna was considered to be one of the most powerful mafia organizations in the world.

Gentleman “Where are they?” Gemma stared out of the rain drenched window, her leg bouncing up and down uncontrollably. She was nervous, and I couldn’t blame her for that. In her situation, I would have been worried as well. The Black Aces were coming, my brothers. Men I had ridden with for as long as I could remember. Men I had fought alongside. Men who had put a hit out on the woman sitting opposite me. So yeah, Gemma had a lot to be nervous about.

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

It was going to be one hell of a long month. ▪️Ace▪️ Fuming, Ace strode out of the Peninsula hotel and into the oppressively hot air of a mid-July heat wave. He strode down Fifth Avenue, his good mood from watching his brother marry the love of his life already seeping away, thanks to that goody shoe Emily.

became trouble for the human of those days, they were stronger than hundreds of human strength put together, there appetite for food and drink could not be satisfied, the world could not leave with them for their existence was making the world going hungry and lack, they gathered themselves and planned a war, and against all odds the heroes of the first world, they pressed harder and victory was near, when the father who had gave birth to fathers of those giants saw that human were having upper hand over his grandchildren, he looked and found a woman called Aura, a young woman who reside on a bank, the woman was the kindness of all woman, and also gentle, she had been treating a giant one w

I said to him as I strapped myself in. “You will regret this Miller, no one messes with my head the way you do,” Liam shouted but Keith just sped out of the parking lot, not once did either of us look back.

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?”

He said to Cole the bartender. "Sure boss." I had already ordered a bottle of beer while I waited for him. I was surprised when I got his call. Due to the nature of his job Ace and I see each other once in a blue moon. Ace is a pilot. He's always traveling from one country to another. I am sure he has traveled to all the countries around the globe. Nevertheless, we get to text each other whenever time permits. I have even told him about my marriage. Not in detail. And now with him here, he would suck the details out of my body.

He knew engines like others knew the backs of their hands, could modify a car for any situation. And then there was Ace himself. Unlike his friends, he didn’t have just one specialty—he had them all. Hacking? He could do it. Strategy? He was a natural. Weapons? He knew them like the back of his hand. Fighting? He was lethal. Driving? He could pull off insane stunts that would make a Hollywood director jealous. Ace wasn’t just good at one thing. He was good at everything. And that was exactly why people feared him. But here’s the thing—no matter how skilled he was, he was still one man.