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*THIS IS A THREE PART SERIES CALLED ACE. THERE ARE THREE BOOKS WITHIN THIS BOOK. ONLY READ THE SYNOPSIS OF THE BOOK YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ TO AVOID SPOILERS.* 


HIS CUPCAKE:

Heather is the daughter of a pastor. She is as innocent and pure as they come, that is until she meets the troublemaker Hansel Homes, Aka the ace of spades. He's a tattoo artist, she is a dog trainer, he drives a sports bike, she drives a bug. They are complete opposites but Hansel can't resist her sweetness. Little does he know, he will fall harder for her than he could ever imagine, and she is in a world full of trouble. "Hey Heather, you know what's going on in this movie? I can't seem to focus on it." He whispers in my ear in a husky low voice that sends a chill down my spine. "Uh, I can't focus on it either, Ace." He chuckles. "Must be because it looks like you want to kiss me." I look at him surprised he read me so easily, and damn, he's right. I want this mysterious bad boy more than anything, but what am I getting myself into?


HER ACE OF SPADES:

Ace has to make drastic decisions to keep his family safe and his newborn baby. The gang is back for blood, and the Ace of Spades is not going down without a fight. They want a peaceful life for their baby, and a happily ever after... but at what cost? 


CLARA'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRET:

Clara, Hansel, and Cameron were known as the unbreakable trio all their lives. Hansel is Clara's twin brother and Cameron... well, he's Clara's dirty little secret.

His Cupcake

Ace and I have just come back from the bank with 2 separate checks. I don’t think I’ve ever held this much money in my hands, and I can’t wait for the good that it will do. 


“Are you ready to do this?” He asks excitedly. 


At the hospital, we tell the front desk lady, that we want to donate, and with a sweet smile, she leads us to the donations office. 


“Sarah is the head of donations and she will be right with you, just take a seat, I’ll go get her.” 


Sarah was my mother’s name. God how I wish she was here with me, and how I wish she could have met the love of my life. 


“Thank you, ma’am.” Ace says as we sit down in her comfy office chairs. I hold his hand in mine and he squeezes it. 


“Why donate now Ace?” I ask him curiously. 


“Because you make me wanna be a better human, and because I realized I’m not the only person who has had to fight in a certain type of war, and they have to do it as kids? That’s not fair. I know from experience.” 


Little Angels