Angel Angel Dust Mga Nobela at Kwento

Angel’s Pov. It was evening, and I’d spent the entire day sulking in my room, trapped in my own thoughts, dissecting every piece of my life. I glanced at the time and decided I couldn’t stay locked in here any longer, it was time to escape my self-imposed exile. Dragging myself to the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face, hoping to wash away the heaviness. I combed through my curls and threw them into a bun, though a small voice in my head whispered, Maybe I should braid it. Shaking off the indecision, I slipped into a simple dress, slid on a pair of sandals, and applied a light layer of gloss. Nothing fancy. Just enough to make me feel like myself again. When I made it down

I beamed and faced him again with a wide smile. "What? What Egg—" "That's what I called my readers, duh!" A soft laugh made its way from my mouth as I jokingly punched the stranger in his left arm. "And why would you call your readers Egg Cells?" "You don't like it? Does the fandom named 'Cums' really sound better?" I held my chin and ignored him choking on his own saliva. Good thing he regained himself and slowly faced my direction. "You're weird." Oh, coming from a man who dressed like he was from Hueco Mundo.

My body was now hopping up and down in ryhthm to his movements while my breast kept flapping hitting against each other. "Fuck me Angel, I don't want to be fucked by any other man, take me, take my fucking pussy and own it because it's yours." I begged amidst my moanful cries, Angel was driving me on a high I had never experienced before. I could feel my pupils almost getting to the end of my eye. My eyes were so blurry as Angel's persistent strokes filled me with torrents of sweetness and drove me to esctasy. "Fucking slut, how do you like my dick inside of you?" Angel said in a hoarse voice and I quivered at the mind blowing sensations I was experiencing.

They climbed into my lap, and I placed kisses on each of their little heads. Angel was wearing a blue sundress, and her hair was pulled into a messy bun. Even though she looked exhausted, she was fucking gorgeous. She was not only an amazing mom and wife, but an exceptional Luna. Everyone who met her instantly fell in love. Her telekinesis had also advanced so much she could create and control all of the elements and change states of matter in an instant. I couldn't help but marvel at her every day. Once Angel realized Noah was here, she embraced him. "Oh my Goddess, Noah! You came back!" she exclaimed through tears.

“Okay.” “Are you sure you don't want to come?” Dave said again when Angel thought the man was gone. Dave instead leaned over Angel, then whispered low in her ear, “I can make you orgasm again like before, as much as you want. In any way you can imagine. Just trust me.” The man's whisper sounded very sensual, managed to make Angel's body shiver; excited again. “I'm… fine. Thank you,” Angel replied. Her voice faltered and sounded unconvincing.

the smile on my face faded, instantly and my jaw ticked hearing an all too familiar name. Dylan also realized his mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mason, I forgot." I just nodded and walked to my room. I don't want to remember her name. She was a real bit¤h! She was a cheater. A liar. A girl who didn't care for anyone but herself. She always thought of her benefit. And then there's this girl. Angel. I love this name for her. She was just like an angel, sent by God to brighten my day. My foul mood was replaced by a contented one. I felt my lips curl upwards.

She nodded in agreement. I knelt down, hooking my hands in the waistband of her panties, I began pulling them. "Mom? Dad?". Angel's voice interrupted as she walked past the closet. I raised a finger to my lips, signifying for her to keep shut. "Mom.". Angel called again but we didn't reply. "Fucking parents". She muttered. My eyes widened and I swallowed. Looking at Kris's face, she stared at me with wide eyes. After we were sure Angel was out of earshot, she spoke:

He extended his hand for a dance, The inky blackness night sky, thick clouds blotted out the stars, masked the full moon filling the water with blue light, the colossal wave’s crash onto the tick, wet sand, and the icy and withering wind became a silent spectator of Angel in Devil’s arms, both souls swaying and swirling to the lyrics of Christina Perri- A thousand Years song. S –“Did I tell you how beautiful you looking tonight My Dove”, he whispered in her ears A – Her breathing was rapid due to proximity, “Nope,” she complained in a baby voice with a pout at the end.

I open up the door angrily to find Angelica posing seductively in front of me meowing, “Hello handsome”. That sexy kitten voice, that sound was music to my ears. Big dark sunglasses on. A black short leather biker dress with towering high heels. She comes in walking like Uma Thurman in KillBill. She takes off the sunglasses and I instantly get lost in those amazing dark deep eyes again.

Gamma smiled broadly, realizing that his fishing rod for Venus had almost hit its mark. “I know you can work on it, Venus, considering how badly I wanted to take you as my partner at the party.” *** Angel looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, her appearance looking a little feminine in a vine-leaf pattern skirt with a color similar to autumn. She will meet Rain today.