Yungeen Ace Shot Novels & Stories

"You are better at this than you were a year ago." "I have had a lot of practice." We reached the junction. Ace positioned himself at the left corner. I took the right, the first unit came through the corridor entrance. Ace took the lead shooter before the second shooter had time to register the position. "Two down." His voice was flat. "More coming." I took the next two. Ace moved through the engagement with a speed that had not been there in the beginning. The speed of someone who had been fighting for his life in exactly these conditions for far too long.

He grinned, shrugged, and she rolled her eyes. “So the cat’s out of the bag, huh?” she said, settling on the sofa next to Warren, gripping his hand. “Totally.” Ace sat with a sigh, rubbing his sore, bruised chest. Fuck, getting shot sucked, even when wearing a top-of-the-line Kevlar. Thank Christ Kirk had specialized in shots straight to the heart; if he’d preferred head shots, Ace would be warming his toes in hell right about then. “And I want to help you.”

he replied hurriedly, trying to find a better excuse. Without waiting for any further reply from her, Ace pulled off his shirt and left only the shorts he was wearing. His muscular and ripped body was now exposed. In a swift and bold move, he jumped into the pool, the cold water enveloping his body. Sierra, who was still in the yoga position, finally opened her eyes, staring at his body that was now in the water.

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

And so did Ace. "You will get it after the party. It's in the fridge," I replied, my eyes going back to the crowd for a moment. And there he was, standing at a corner, beside a table. With a drink in his hand, he looked deep in thought. "Happy birthday!" Wrapping my arms around Tess, I wished her. "Thanks!" She pulled back. "You changed?" Her eyes raked over my gown. Mark, a boy in their group slapped on Ace's back, greeting him. But he ignored him. And when Mark went to reach for the glass in his hand, Ace shot him a sharp look, making him back away.

Ace asks like a dumb fuck with eyes the size of saucers. "Take it!" Trent demands as he thrusts the gun towards Ace. Ace snatches it away from him, his gaze probing the weapon as if it were attempting to communicate with him. "Sparale" (Shoot her,) Trent says with excitement, looking back at his army of goons. Ace's head snaps up, a whimper escapes my lips, my prayers have finally been heard and I use the wall to assist myself in rising to my feet. "D.. Do you want me to sparale?" (shoot her?) He gulps.

Is that just a scare tactic? "You fucking asshole! How dare you touch Unice! How dare you!" Ace shouted and just kept punching Rence. **

It fires a machine gun, leaving the bullets into flesh of people. Ace run in the small building, where their men already passed killing enemies and leaving their bodies in the cold floor. He checked the parameters and look for the highest building in this place. He looks up and saw a light house so he immidiately run in it's direction. He grabbed his companion's sniper gun and replaced it with a rifle. He run in the stairs of tower, firing those in his sight. He run until his breath became uneven, but determination can be seen in him. He positioned the gun in the highest small room, before he started to shoot opposite groups. He first targeted the sniper of enemy which is located in the near

I'm a good influence on someone. "How about I check?" Ace volunteered. He closed his eyes, his hair instantly bursting out in flames and light fire burning on the surface of his fireproof short-sleeved shirt. His pale white skin turned pale lava colour with lightning bolts on his forearms, lava dancing in the bolts. I bit my lip at my beautiful mate, my pretty big mate. Wait, what?

Is it just me or this guy was just acting weird like he was nervous about something. While my mom and Aunt Luciana were ordering food, I asked Ace a question. "How old are you, ace?" "I, I'm 21 years" "Really?, I'm just two years older than you" I smiled "That doesn't mean we can't be friends" "You want to be my friend?" he turned to face me. "Of course yeah, I'd love to be your friend, you can also be friends with my cousin, Sofiya." "She's a very crazy person" I chuckled.