Angel Angel Dust Novels & Stories

My breathing was very heavy and I sincerely was seeing nothing but red at that moment. He finally left through the open doorway, pausing for a moment before marching off. Angel was standing nervously by the doorway and fidgeting with the hem of whatever thing that sexy little outfit was called. Damn, she looked ...angelic. AN: Till next chapter cupcakes, I love y'all. ✌illusionistic.

But before they could voice out their thoughts, Damien's mobile began to ring, indicating an incoming call. Damien is not interested to take any calls. But this is the specific ring tone he saved for his Angel. Spend all my time waiting, For that second chance For a break that would make it okay, There's always some reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh a beautiful release Memories seep from my veins Let me be empty Oh and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of the angel.

"I'm not here to harm you. I was just here to make sure you were not dead yet." "Oh I see! You are amazed with my feathers! How rude of me to have blessed your eyes!" And so in one snap of his fingers it disappeared, leaving some feathers to slowly fall down. "Why are you here?" she asked. The angel scratched the side of his head, in his usual way of thinking and told her that he already told her why-- to check if she was alive. Wouldn't he know? He created this land. "What do you really want from us?" "Simple," he answered. "Forget your name. Forget everything you know, be lost, cry and blame everything you don't remember. Just be with Pe-ter."

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.

I walked with them to the orphanage. “Isn’t this too much?” Angelo asked while tailing me. “It’s just breaking my heart. I want to do this. It’s my willingness,” I told him. After sending the kids to the orphanage, I noticed how Angelo throw weird glances at me. I’m empty handed now but it’s fine. I will just buy the other day. “You are very different,” he suddenly let out a sentence. “Different?” “The Selena I know is not like you,” he said still glancing at me. I can see it through my peripheral view. “I was testing you a while ago but I didn’t change your mind.”

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

Steven said. Upon hearing it, I turned to Flint and mouthed, "really?" He nodded with a smile. "And well, we were actually running out of ideas. But one of our very creative and resourceful members, Angel," he pointed at a woman on the table beside us. She was wearing a white cocktail dress with shiny beads all over. She looks like an angel. Literal shiny Angel. Her name suits her. "She thought of this very weird thing… I really thought it was weird at first but then a few days into thinking about it, I realized that huh, it's not weird at all!" He mumbled.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.

"Billshit. Over time, you will become a company slave and shit.” Angel ignored her cousin's sarcasm and continued dancing to the music. She freed herself to do anything tonight. She even wore one of Ellena's sexy dresses that she had just brought from Las Vegas. The dress was thigh-length, had a deep V-neck and almost touched her navel. Underneath the dress she only wore a thin thong and something for her breast. It was definitely not a bra. She didn't wear it at all tonight. Ellena gave her a bra cup with tape to protect her precious assets. “Psst...”