Trap Of Ace Novel Novels & Stories

“Did you really think that I will never come to know about you? About the entire façade you created to steal the quotation numbers and destroy my laptop?” There is no point in denying and arguing when she was royally exposed before him. There is no way out in hell he will let it go when he had confined her with her truth. He towers over her height and she tilts her head up to match his brutal scrutiny. He stood like a wall and she cannot pass him until she spills the whole truth. The only way out is to accept her crimes. Elena folds her arms against her chest and with head held high fakes smile like a queen that didn’t reach her eyes.

Ace had always had people coming around despite his wrongs and that made him feel extraordinary, empowering, belittling, and keep him wanting more. So what if the roles changed, will that lead him to an early grave? Eloïse thought as she pretentiously scanned through a magazine while they waited to board the plane in a few minutes. Before her next eye-blink, Eloïse's left hand detached from the magazine and was being pulled alongside her body by a force unknown to physics to a place yet to be known by geography. She grumbled, sighed, frowned, then let herself be led by Ace. It was in the belligerent surroundings of the airport's toilet that Ace finally let go of her arm. "Jesus! What has com

"My wife? That old woman? She's worn out and hard to look at. I've had enough of her. She can't control me. Just wait. I'll throw her out sooner or later!" Quinton's legs gave out. He almost collapsed on the spot. "Th-that's not me!" he tried to argue, but no one believed him. Nora's lips trembled. She pointed at him, but no words came out. Mandy put her phone away and rested a hand on her stomach, satisfied. "You all heard it. Didn't the Strouds want an heir? Well, here it is. You should be thanking me." The words hit Nora hard. Her face turned pale, and she lunged at Mandy, but her foot slipped. A dull thud echoed through the room as the back of her head hit the floor.

They already finished their papers anyway. Ace got inside his car and drove out of the school compound, his destination was a mystery to himself but he soon found himself after hours of driving at the old neighborhood he used to live in. He parked his car at a corner and got out of the car. He slowly removed his sunglass and stared at the building before him. The place has lost his vibe after the fire outbreak but the peach tree was still there. The flowers has withered since it's summer and the tree looked weak. But that wasn't what he saw when he stared at the tree. All he saw was a young boy and young girl standing under the rain and exchanging chocolate bar.

Clement " Just listen to the mad scientist. Just because your little super human experiment worked, doesn't mean you can defend your Frankenstein. She may be the best and effective asset we've ever had but look at the mess she's made both in the past and present. She's an unpredictable killing machine, you can never know when she's going to snap. Remember the time when we hired therapist to help her out with her mental disorder! How many of them did she kill??.. 15!! The last one we hired was the only one that managed to scale through. She may be invisible but she's a wild tiger that must be put down or someday She'll all come for our heads. Chidi " Every great creation encounters obstacles

EPILOGUE THREE ACE’S POINT OF VIEW If you had told me back in our Westridge days, when I was the guy who carried the evidence of my trauma like a shield; the guy who only lived off chaos, and the havoc he wreaked, the guy who’d sworn off love, and any form of emotional connections, that I would one day trade my craziness for a spitfire of a woman, and a pair of toddlers who treat me like a human jungle gym, I would have bet my entire inheritance against you. But I’m a gambler…….And it turns out, for the first time in my life, I finally hit the jackpot. "Ace! If you don't catch your son before he tackles the Christmas tree, I am taking your limited edition card sets and throwing them in the l

After a while, Ace returned with potato chips and cola, which he placed on top of the drawer while I sat on the floor. "No crying when you run out of money," Ace said, and did he think I would cry for this game? **

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.

Now my own mom want's me to have a one night stand with a total stranger, I just hate this woman. ****** Is it 402 or 403 fuck my battery is flat how will I know the lodge she sent, well let me go for 403 it sounds familiar, I opened the room staggeredly, nervous and shivered the room is damn dark. A hand held me from behind. "Good day sir" I said shaking. "what do you want?" I could smell the heavy alcohol. I'm short on words. " sir I love you " I said reluctantly. " get lost" fuck how am I gonna do this.

At last, he sighed and nodded and followed his mate upstairs. She then wasted no time and hurried to get out of the door. She looked sideways and made sure that nobody saw her leaving. She also looked for the gate but almost lost her shoulders when she saw it was still very far from where she was standing. Yes, the place was so vast it would take her so many minutes before she could finally reach the main gate. And she didn't even have any idea what was waiting outside of that long and tall fences and what was lying ahead, but no more time to think about that anymore because the only thing that would matter at the moment was that she had to really get out of here! Escape from the psychopathi