Angel Dust And Alastor Novels & Stories

Nothing could bother me here. "Alastor, thank you," I whispered. The purring stopped and he wrapped around me so he could see my face. His head tilted to the side, his ears flopping over. "Thank you for finding me again. You mean a lot to me and I'm lucky to have you." I kissed his furry cheek. The wolf behind me went rigid, his eyes peeled back. I froze to his reaction. No matter how many times we hung out like this, he was still a wolf. We were deep in the forest too, so there would be no calling for help if he decided to turn on me. I didn't want there to be a chance of Eliza finding me with Alastor. She'd go crazy. So we would walk further into the trees. Sometimes he would even allow me

He lit one, puffed and blew out the smoke, letting out a contented sigh. After a while he brought out his phone and opened a folder, Angel watched as he played a video of Daniel molesting the she-wolf that killed herself before they went off to the frosty island. And then the very young Blaze. Angel figured the pup would not be more than ten at the time, his loud cry rented the air. The guy slipped his hand inside his pants and started to jerk off while watching the video. Angel felt a tsunami of rage well inside him. Nadia shut her eyes, placing her hands over her ears, wishing the sound to stop. She cried quietly.

His demonic side was going to end up taking over and if anything that he told us was true, even Ezra and I could end up getting hurt. “Donatello, Ezra, and I are of demon bloods.” I said and she frowned. “Opening this while we are here…” “Alvize…” “If things lead to it, Elena, I want you to open it, do you understand me?” I asked, stopping her. Her heart raced against her chest and she shook her head as tears fell from her eyes. “Alvize, no.” She said and I smiled before connecting my lips with hers. “We can find a different way,”

Mia stood close to him, holding the little dagger the sorcerer had given her. With a deep breath, Mia took the lead, stepping cautiously into the room. The low lighting and flickering candles cast eerie shadows on the cold stone walls. The atmosphere was suffused with an otherworldly energy, prickling at their skin as they ventured deeper. Heartman followed closely behind Mia, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never thought about this before jumping into it, but now it was too late because Mia's mind was made up. As they neared the center of the room, Mia and Heartman discovered the main altar, a grotesque structure adorned with esoteric symbols and surrounded by charred remains. This

“April Foster. That’s General Alastor.” I squint my eyes at Scott before forcing back up a kind expression for the lycan. “It’s actually April Angel,” I correct the stupid Alpha, offering a hand for the general to take. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, General Alastor.” “How fitting,” the general comments, a huge grin appearing on his stoic face. “The pleasure is all mine, Dr. Angel.” He takes my hand, shaking it, and I am surprised at how gentle the handshake feels because I was rather expecting him to crush my fingers in a tight grip. His hand is huge compared to mine, and I have to actively keep myself from shuddering as his deep voice vibrates along my nerves through our connection.

The sudden weight of the bag pulled sharply against her taped ribs, sending a fresh wave of pain through her torso, but she hardened her jaw and ignored the protest of her body. Before turning away for good, she cast one final, lingering look into the glass. The girl named Angela was completely gone. In her place stood a mysterious, defiant stranger who had built an entire identity on a dangerous foundation of lies and sheer willpower. She was heading straight into the heart of Accademia Alpha—a fortress of elite predators where a single slip of the tongue meant certain death.

This new world order would start with DelaVega City. "Let stardust fall upon you all, my stepping stone," Xasha said this to himself as he activated his armor. Not one, not two, not three, but five Storm Dragons came out of the energy cores in his armor and took to the sky. Their roars reverberated throughout the city and the people screamed almost in response.

He didn't understand how Alex managed to grab the demon looking Charles and throw him against the wall but he was very well aware that Alex's eyes glowers whenever he sees someone in real danger. With his blood boiling, he stood up to his feet and faced Charles. His eyes suddenly turned purple. All of a sudden, the dark hallways brightened up. Ashley was glowing. Elizabeth eyes widened in shock. As she opened her eyes, her deep blue eyes glowered and then she grabbed Elizabeth's neck like someone that was possessed and smashed her against the wall. Henry's eyes widened in shock as he took sight of Ashley. Her wings were now spread and her eyes were still glowing. In fact, her whole body was

Alex had taken control, his eyes glowing amber as he looked at Sandra with cold detachment. "Sandra," Alex said, his voice a dangerous purr. "We need to talk." Sandra's smile widened, mistaking his tone for interest. She stepped closer, swaying her hips seductively. "Of course, Alpha. What is it you need?" Her fingers trailed up his arm, a coy smile playing on her lips. "I’m here for whatever you desire." In a swift motion, Alex grabbed her by the neck, lifting her off the ground effortlessly. Sandra's eyes widened in shock and fear.

she cursed loudly and started to run. Right on her cue, the Eidolon Demons disguised as a person, jump out to follow her. Demons are fast, but Angels are faster. Thing is, Demons are also reckless, while Angels are more careful. Only if she was familiar with the place, she thought. Azrael leaps through the mazelike streets of stalls of vegetables, fruits, spices, and clothing cautiously not to damage their livelihood and to have any casualties.