Novel & Cerita Alastor X Angel Dust Fanart

Their eyes were fully dark blue, with no pupils, and their faces were extremely beautiful. - Wow, you have a talent for drawing. They look very realistic.- Esther said, looking at the man. - Thank you.- Laurens replied, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.- But back to the case, after all it's been mentioned that you have little time, detective.- he continued, and his face had that bored expression again.- There were five of them, four men and one woman, but two of them appeared to be leaders. These are the two that I drew on the front, a male and a female angel.- he pointed at the drawing.- And you could see that this woman was probably the highest rank and this man is right behind her

:⁠-⁠$ Xavier what are you about to do with your Angel? ser feliz 🌹

He stopped mere inches away, forcing the angel to tilt his head back to look him in the eye. Dorian was taller than the imposing Carter, but his energy filled the room like a dark tide. "Look at me, Fire of God," Astaroth whispered from within Dorian’s body, reaching out a pale hand to stroke Carter’s tie. The angel did not flinch, but his fists clenched so hard his knuckles turned white. "This skin no longer bears scars. This heart no longer beats with fear. I have claimed it. It is mine. And now..." Astaroth leaned toward his ear, his breath steeped in exotic spices and sin, "I am going to do the same with you."

I open the Team Rankings and lock onto my targets for tonight: [Rank 1: Elite Squad 1]. An hour later, I lock the door to Arlo's dorm. He's already turned his desk into a glowing, state-of-the-art hacking terminal. "Show me the nightmare list," I order, leaning over his shoulder. Arlo brings up the high-res patrol files. We scroll past the ridiculously handsome Archangel and Vampire. Then, I freeze. I stare at the third target for a solid minute. "Arlo...did you accidentally d******d a picture of a UFO?" "That's Raziel," Arlo shivers. "He doesn't use his human form. He's a biblically accurate Throne Angel."

My mate slapped my ass, and the crowd went wild. “Please don't,” I yelled. “Take your clothes off, Dennis,” Alastor ordered. “No, Alpha, he's just a boy,” Fitzroy begged, grabbing onto Alastor's hand. Alastor's eyes darted to where Fitzroy's hand was. “HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME, YOU FILTHY SCUM!.” Venom, Alastor's wolf was at the forefront. I couldn't look, so I closed my eyes. Unfortunately, I couldn't do the same with my ears.

Just listening to him speak, it's obvious why the haters have labeled Alastaire a snob, while the fans consider him “the charming one” Even though all the boys met at a prestigious boarding school, Alastaire still sticks out – his accent and way of speaking make him sound like some kind of romantic aristocrat. An aristocrat who happens to have the palest blue eyes, an unusually beautiful face and a halo of burnished gold hair that literally makes him look like an angel from an old painting (hence his nickname – "The Angel".) He's really taken the whole angel thing on board, and started playing with a pure white electric guitar, embellished with two silver angel wings on the scratch-plate. It

high, I see don't get what he means by high, but whatever he says, I know I need to follow him. "and pls cover-up," he throws cloth at me, he must be very nice, I smile as I put on the clothes "that is a beautiful necklace," he say, I look down my naked, I didn't notice it, Alba has given me this necklace, the pendant is white crystal, is a holy necklace, the pendant will get black if I indulge in any evil things of the world, example, killing, sexual intercourse with human and many more, and if the pendant turns black it means, I'm a fallen angel and I will never be able to return to heaven, I shirk at the thought of it.

Everyone got terrified. "Woah...!" I exclaimed when the guy was looking more like an angel as he got up again. He roared very loud to the sky and the next thing was something no one saw. I saw Phoenix lying on the ground as I got pulled up higher and higher into the sky. I could see my mother in distress and all the other witches beneath my feet while the Angel guy was taking me away. I could detach myself from him but..it seemed like... going with him would stop the fray at the chamber. I looked up at him and...his green glowing eyes seemed so beautiful. He wasn't scowling or... doing anything else but ...just eloping with me. I continued to look at him until he took me so high to the highe

I muttered, and helped Angel up on her butt. The doctor arched her eyebrows. “You call that trying your best? Come on, you're excellent at this, your kids will be even luckier to have you as their father.” The way back to the hotel was rather quiet. “Is everything alright, babe?” I queried with a frown on my face. Angel stared out the window. “I want to go to the beach, and dance. I don't feel sexy wearing this.” She picked her dress’ fabric with her nails. As much as I wanted to laugh, I didn't want to get into her bad books.

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”