Alastor And Angel Dust Novels & Stories

he whispered huskily. He ran a hand along my jawline and I hissed in pain retracting from his hand. He frowned at me before he raised a hand and slapped me across the face. "For an angel, you sure are weak and pathetic. No wonder your own mate doesn't want anything to do with you. I don't even know why the guy that paid us wants you in the first place" he spat at me and walked out of the room. "You're lucky he wants you untouched and alive" one of the other men in the room mumbled.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

Carrying him immediately on the living room, he was worried. “Pocco, wake up,” he said but his eyes were still shut. Evangeline followed them and in panic to see a man bleeding, she couldn’t bare a human being harmed, because it was her duty, back in the Angel’s Empire, to protect human. The blood of Pocco was making him crazy, he bit his lower lip as he tried to ignore his cravings. He didn’t want to harm Pocco, he was not afraid that Evangeline might see him because she already knew who and what he was, but he was afraid that he would lose control of himself again.

The drunk seemed to think about that for a moment before turning to the door and letting Chang lead him out. I heaved a sigh of relief but as I was about to sit, I noticed Dora whispering to Angel. The moment our eyes met, Angel got a mischievous smile on her face. “What?” I mindlinked her. Angel’s laugh made it through the link. “Dora’s asking me what kind of weird sex tastes you have. Since she’s being called a sex slave, she thinks you’re a sadist or a masochist.” “And what did you tell her?”

Immediately she opened the letter, a strange substance poured out. It smelt like burnt battery ashes, and sulfur. A precious combination of sulfur, charcoal, and saltpeter, finely powdered and intimately mixed, formed the very essence of this alchemical marvel. It was gunpowder. A shiver ran down through her spine as her nostrils captured the essence of the mixture. “What could these people possibly want with me? Why are they doing this to me?” The weight of burden upon Cordelia was getting too much. It was like she was going to go crazy.

I guess that comes from pretty much experiences everything there is to experience. Alina must have heard my thoughts because her next mind link is only for me and she cuts Bren’s link off. Alina: ‘I am ignoring the arrogant turd comment. I have never had my soul paired with an angel before. I imagine our life together will bring me things even I haven’t experienced. For good or bad, time will tell.’ Divina: ‘I imagine a little of both. I am worried I will be the first angel rejected by her mate.’

You declared to submit your life for me and dedicated yourself to my world. Aren’t your hands painted with blood too? Didn’t you let your dick taste pussies and ass? Didn’t you inhale the smoke of gunfire after shooting people to your heart content? Don’t you fucking show me this attitude. I gave you this life. I gave you money. I gave you all this luxury, because you wanted it. And now you dare rub it on my face????

My name was Lindsey Hawthorn, and I had struggled with this compulsion for as long as I could remember. Everyone always thought I was a good, quiet girl, but only I knew the truth—the intense, almost unbearable craving I had for men. Just the sight of a strong, muscular man was enough to make me weak. By the time I reached college, this need had completely spiraled out of control. Sometimes, even the slightest friction while walking would trigger an overwhelming release. People would stare, probably thinking I had wet myself.

Blakely Without elaborating Azrael plucked a little black bag from his pocket and tugged at the draw strings. A finely ground powder sat inside, sparking in a rainbow of hues the moment it hit the open air. I shifted back a step when he caught me gawking. “This is stardust. It’s a very rare concoction Orion created. It’ll transport us into the mansion of stars. Since I can’t trust you not to go bounding off into the forest, we have no choice but to use it. He’ll be rather angry when he finds out, so I’d steer clear of him once we arrive.”