Trap Of Ace Novel Novels & Stories

"This wouldn't be too hard to jump over, right, guys?" "Not so," Elle said, looking at the book. "The crack leads to a bottomless pit. You can't jump over the crack when it opens, it would pull you and all of us in. We better think of another way." "We better check what's down there," Ace said as he walked to the edge. He fisted his palms and released them, small fireballs growing out of them. The balls grew bigger as he joggled them, smiling like a creep. He threw the balls down at the pit. We all looked at it, watching the ball fall until it was out of sight.

"We're going to wind them up with a trap before ambushing them deeper into the territory. Who's going to set the traps? What kind of traps?" "The timing should be perfect. We cant have the vanguard losing their number earlier in the game," Minnie told Ace. "So the trap should be able to report." I cleared my throat. They want our team to be the bait and the trap simultaneously. I know so since four sets of eyes looked at me. "I didn't know whether we're the trap or the sacrifice here," I said and sighed helplessly. "Anyway, don't blame me if we fail." Ace looked at me intently. He must be thinking of another way not to consume the particular unit since he said:

She took it, and he helped her down and he did the same with the young maiden with them. “Come. This way.” he beckoned and raced toward the palace walls through the few trees and when he got to the fence, he waited for them to meet up. When they did, he placed his hand on the fence without saying anything. A few seconds later, he stepped through the concrete fence as if it was nothing. Mia stood perplexed, but she didn’t dwell on it. She was trying to escape, and she followed him out. And so does the young maiden. Once out, Ace took his hand away from the wall and it immediately returned to its former solid form. As he turned around to lead them on, someone pressed a dagger to his back and h

with African literature " Come one babe , I trust you , you are going to smash it really hard so don't fret, you are going to nail it " he reassured her " Well Mirabel and I chose to review Open City by Teju Cole and The great Gatsby by F Scott Fitzgerald, these books are marvelous I had mad fun while reading them because Mirabel kept making fun of the characters, I also enjoyed how she imitated most of them' she explained in an excited tone. "Wait, why are you so happy?" he asked. " I have a literature review class tomorrow , is that not enough reason to be happy?" she said. "I love the books you chose by the way, they are good reads" he said. "Thank youuuuu," she said. "Baby girl, in as m

The next time, Ace opened his eyes, he was met with unfamiliarity. He grunted at the nasty ached in his head, shutting and opening his eyes to adjust to the brightness. Regaining his right state of mind, his gaze went around the massive space he was in, filled with ancient patterns and designs, weird statues, white floor, and over his head was a sparkling chandelier. How nice! Those words brought a bitter taste to his mouth knowing he was no longer in Blood Pearl pack. So much for not wanting to attack his mate's family. He should had rip off her head the minute she touched him. Fucking bitch!

The room was silent for a while. "Macklet, he tricked me. He managed to fool me using a nurse from the Vandia hospital, he got me to go to that building. If I had not been tricked, I would have prevented Vandia from going there. To top that off, it took me a long time before I could break free from the makeshift prison they made. I should have been able to break through it quickly, if so, she wouldn't have to suffer so many bruises," Ace's voice sounded so defeated and angry. I heard Chase sigh, but he didn't respond. I wanted to get up, but it seemed that my body was in no condition to move yet. I tried to open my eyes but to no avail. I could not feel any sensation in my body, but I contin

Troy's hand went into his coat pocket and he brought out a mini box. "You make a lot of girls throw themselves at you, only to not go far with any of them, aren't you tired of breaking hearts?" Ace said as he stood up and walked to the fridge, he brought out a bottle of water and uncapped it before he gulped it down his throat. "Life is pleasurable that way" Troy muttered. "Definitely something a PLAYBOY would say. Wait till grandfather begins to pressure you to settle down" Ace said with a smile.

Time stands still, and all that exists is the two of us, lost in the magic of the moment. As we break apart for air, I open my eyes and find Ace's gaze still locked on mine, his eyes burning with a soft intensity. The world around us slowly comes back into focus, but I know in that moment, nothing will ever be the same again. I inhale but quickly try to shake off the feeling of suffocation, but it only seems to intensify as Ace's Alpha-possessive aura spreads. His grip on my hand tightens, and I alarmingly feel trapped. The memories of that night with Alpha Mich come flooding back so wickedly that I know I have to get away.

Settling on the couch in front of the screen, I opened my soda and waited while Mason chose a game for us. ** I V Y I don't know for how many hours I've been lying down on my bed and staring at the ceiling. The only thing I could think of was the mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. Did Mason know? Was he part of it too? I had so many questions yet answers to none. I couldn't just go and ask them, 'hey guys, are y'all part of the Italian mafia?' I was not dumb. They would ask me questions, like, how do I know of the tattoo? Where did I see it? And I wasn't ready to let anyone know that part of my life yet.

" I shudder. Ace and Raze exchange a glance. "But you know what will take him by surprise?" I say. "An underground trap." "A what?" Raze says. I roll my eyes. "Dig a hole, cover it with leaves and stuff." "And what about the fact that he can come out?" Ace crosses his arms. "He won't. " I click my tongue. "He's claustrophobic." This secures their interest, Raze comes and sits by my side as well. I suppress a grin. Perfect.