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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

“Hopefully, if this works, we can get the fuck out of here on time.” Viper says as he smacks a mosquito on his arm. 


“Yeah, we’ll need to leave by Thursday since it’s an 8 day ride back to Manhattan.” 


“Fuck, I forgot about that.” He curses under his breath. 


Yesterday we found out that Trigger likes to fish right after sunset while spotting him by the shoreline. 


Another wild boar chased us but I stabbed it with the swiss army knife that Cameron gave me for my birthday, and we ate it for dinner. The boar, not the knife. Though I was contemplating it as I listened to the very annoying sound of viper ranting about every little thing. 


“Let’s get a move on, Viper. We’re scoping his place out in an hour or so.” He nods and stands up from the makeshift lazy boy he made out of sand. He’s on that Patrick star shit, but I’m impressed. That is until Mr. Krabs bites him in the ass. 


“Let me take a wiz, real quick.” He says running behind a tree to piss. 


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