Alastor And Angel Dust Novels & Stories

"Welcome back, Your Majesty." Lucifer said nothing, but inclined his head nevertheless, He strode directly to the canyon's center, every step setting aflame the ground at his feet. Allistair followed, drawing near, and the turbulent fire between them made the air distort. The first of the Seraphim sigils inlaid within the obsidian crumbled, brittle and useless against the combined assault of angelic, demonic, and Chaos energies. “This… is only the beginning,” Allistair whispered, teeth gritted as he leaned closer to his mate.

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

"Look Ang is my best friend and so are you. And causing you both misery is what gives me happiness!" Mason shot him with another death glare and he was out. A light smile hit Mason's lips. Aside from Angel, Dylan was very special to him, he had always been a brother to him. Soon telling him to calm down, Dylan disappeared from the scene. "Where are you taking me? And please spare me your pick up lines, I can't hear them any--" the words quietened in her throat as she saw Mason in front of her making her eyes wide. Their eyes didn't leave each other, as the got lost in their own world. The whole world around them slowly faded away along with all sounds. In the moment, it was just them. Both o

“That’s true. But this territory is also traversed by ordinary humans. I’m friends with him (pointing at Cyrus with his chin), so I know this territory well. And I saw a car there, which means an ordinary human passed through, and you killed them.” “Bullshit!” the man shouted. “Stop all this, Alastor. Let me take them away. This is enough, and I assure you, they won't come back.” Ben tried to make a bargain. Alastor laughed mockingly. “No. Give me the child, or he dies.” “He's just a child Alastor, for God's sake! He's the same age as your daughter! He's already suffered enough with that curse! As a father, don't you have any compassion?!”

"Oh, he can't answer now, can he?" He clenched his jaws so hard, I believe a teeth might pop out. "Child..." Marcel rolled his eyes. "Shut up, old man. She is not a child. And you have not even seen the worst of it." A wicked smile touched my lips when I remembered what I did before we came here. I personally injected Alastor with something— one of those syringes that we seized from the rogues. It was meant to kill. Slowly, but surely. Unless it was flushed out of his system.

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

Some people turned to look at them, then continued dancing. She stood in place as the man approached her. She was magnetized by his alluring hazel eyes. They had a weird glint to them, she just couldn't explain it. "Hello ma'am. Are you okay?" His voice was smooth and soft like silk. He had a faint accent which she couldn't place. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." She noticed Diego moving to the back door and she followed him, completely ignoring the man who helped her. She followed Diego out of the club and into the alleyway beside the club. He was on his phone, trying to call someone. She walked towards him and grabbed the phone, he was calling Alberto, his accomplice. She ended the call and kep

When she could finally think, she hugged me and cried hard. “It’s my fault,” she cried, but I shook my head because I knew the truth. My situation now could have been prevented if I did not get amazed by the stupid beach… If I did not ask for a kiss from the Mighty Sky… If I did not fall in love with Sky Mars. “Who was the bastard that touched you, Angela?” Dylan gritted his teeth as he asked. I shook my head. “I don’t know,” I lied, realizing he took it wrong that someone forced me that night or had taken advantage of me.

Those eyes seemed to shine from behind a tree just a few feet away. Asa had never seen red eyes and these appeared to be more than just intriguing. In a trance, he took steps towards it, only to stop midway when his hand couldn't make it further the transparent barrier. With both his hands resting over the obstruction, Asa smiled softly at the mysterious pair of eyes. The eyes blinked a few times before a figure emerged whom the dragon eyes belonged to. A young boy came out into the moonlight with jet black wings spread, making him look too good to be true. The angel mindlessly watched as the male took steps towards him. He stopped just a few steps away, causing the other to bang a fist in f