Why Didn't Garp Save Ace Novels & Stories

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

“Mr. Grayson, this is way too serious than you can imagine. If his condition worsens, I believe no doctor will take his case,” “Yeah, I’ll talk to him. Thanks for the heads up.” Ace ended the call and called Aries. But he didn’t get a response. Ace set his phone to the side and started sobbing again. “Oh god, why am I so helpless?” The room echoed his cries when he heard Maria’s voice.

He warned them. “Don’t you dare, man. My wife deserves a raise instead, for putting up with your shit every day.” Wade replied nonchalantly, picking up a document as well and going through it. Ace smiled because Wade was right. Stephanie put up with his shit every day. His darkest secrets, which, apart from his few close people, nobody else knew. “Ugh.” Ace groaned. It’s only been a few hours since he left home, and he already misses her so much as if he were gone for days. Minsi. He uttered her name in his mind and continued to work with renewed energy and a wide smile.

"I am not concerned about my business. Are you not exhausted? It's been years since you began to persuade me, yet my response has been the same. Why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone?" "Guess, Matthew, you don't comprehend it either. My employer was the one who saved you on that particular day." "Leave me alone!" Ace rose to his feet and slammed the table, producing a terrible sound. "If this is all about that particular issue, You should have allowed my death on that day!" His chest begins to throb with discomfort when he breathes too deeply. He began to catch his breath and attempted to relax. Ace was in this position when the person he least expected to arrive stood with wide eye

Gunnar growled, his own frustration mingling with ours. "Really? Because if we weren't shipped halfway across the fucking world, I could have been there to help you find him. If anything happens to Jericho, Gunnar, I swear the Almighty himself won't save you from my wrath," Ace paced the length of the lounge. If he continued the same trek he would probably cut a hole through the floor with a worn-out path. "I'll kill you myself," I muttered through clenched teeth, darting my gaze to Ace, "all of you, if something happens to him."

“You know that I won’t change my mind. I can help. Remember that I have the power to take away their essence. It is a big help to everyone. Besides, Nate already made sure that Terrence and the two beastmen would be ahead of us in the raid. So what we would be able to keep an eye out for them. Besides, what are you so afraid of when you will be there? This is not like you. Usually, you are so confident of the fact that you can do anything.” Ace didn’t answer, instead, he just stared at an empty space for a long time. “Ace, you’re not scared are you?” There a brief moment of silence before he answered. “I am.” He admitted. “There are too many factors that could go wrong with this plan. I lost

Ace declared. --To be continued…

Ace didn't respond. He couldn't if he wanted to. He ran a hand through his hair, finally managing another word, “I’m sorry, Zee.” “I don't need an apology, Ace. I want an answer, explanation…anything but apology.” Zara said, her voice soft. Even though a decade had passed, Zara always wanted to know Ace’s side of the story. Was it hate? Or was it because he also blamed her for what happened? She bit the tip of her nail, praying silently that he would finally be man enough to tell her.

“As long as she’s safe, I don’t care what happens to anyone else.” Grey stood up, giving Ace a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “We’ll get through this, Ace. Just like we always do.” But Ace wasn’t so sure. This time felt different. The stakes were higher than they’d ever been before, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that no matter what happened, nothing would ever be the same again.

“I thought for sure that you would agree to go. I mean, I was standing there, imagining you and your mom in the spare room packing your things while your dad lectured me about forcing myself on you after you made it clear that you no longer wanted me.” “He would have, too,” I said, laughing around my food. Ace pushed the empty pizza box onto the floor and flipped over, laying his head in my lap as he ate his last piece. I picked a sausage off of mine and fed it to him. “I’m sorry about Philip. I guess that wasn’t the grand idea I thought it was.” “Again, not your fault. And it bought us time. If things had gone differently, we never would have been able to convince Grant to turn himself in.”