Angel Dust Character Novels & Stories

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

She said and everyone looked confused including ava well except me "Where are we ???Angela asked she smirked "We are at the home of Asmodeus, one of the princes of hell..... he is the prince of lust! "She announced "Welcome to hell!!! "She said and walked in boldly and I quickly followed behind so as the others..... **********TBC******* I am liking the chemistry between Asher and Carmella Should I ship them together??? Drop ur reviews and please rate and vote for me Don't forget to check out my other story 'Dominant Alpha Mate '

Kastriv growls, reaching out to grab my hand as a quiet reassurance that there is no chance has any interest in being set up with this stranger Atari has brought in. "My apologies," Atari grits out, before finally bothering to address me. "Aspen. You're a Demon." I straighten. I figure this was coming, since everyone with a hint of Angel-blood seems to be able to sniff it on me or something. "Oh...yes." Daisy flinches away a little, whereas all the Noble's stare. "That's such a shame, isn't it?" Atari look sad, tilting her head to the side, looking over me as if I'm wasted potential. Being around Kastriv made me forget how much most people hate Demon's.

But this time her eyes are missing, replaced by vines pushing through the sockets. Aspen drops to his knees, spewing his dinner all over the ground. I want to ask if he knows her but instead I stay quiet, rubbing his back in gentle circles and offering the support of my presence. Mason, in absolute Alpha mode, can’t do the same. “Do you recognize her, Asp?” His tone is soft, but still demanding of an answer. “Yes.” He croaks through his tears. “Her name is, I mean was, Angel Walters. Last I heard she still lived in Crimson Moon, same as Gemma Tresoire.”

The three Betas soon noticed that Angelicca was staring at someone. They followed the direction of her gaze. Their eyes eventually landed on the Omega slave. The moment the slave realized that all three Betas were now looking directly at her, her anxiety intensified. For a moment, the entire dining area fell into an uncomfortable silence. Then Angelicca finally spoke, “Why did you put poison in my drink?”

Not the little girl twelve years ago. And if she refused, he could use his power to crush her self-esteem until it's completely annihilated. He turned to the woman with a shrewd sneer. "I will never forget this favour. Mrs Rogan." ------------------------------------------ Lucifer had seen Angela on the stage, looking like a rabbit thrown into a den of hungry wolves. He wondered where all that confidence disappeared, those questioning eyes that dared to stare right back at him. Her persona had completely changed in a single event, and now here she is laying completely vulnerable in his arms.

She started remembering every painful, memory of her life, her mother being killed, her boyfriend's betrayal, she was in complete guilt, that her eyes turned red out of tears. "So this the coolest club run by fallen angel Azazel?" asked Asbeel while rolling his eyes. Eleath nod. "Well I don't know why, but I found it so boring" he said. This time Eleath rolled his eyes. "Hey Az! how are you? long time no see baby I missed you" said a blond girl, who had silver chocker around her neck. Asbeel rolled his eyes. "Linda! well I told you Lucifer had gifted you to me for the once not for every time, but trust me I found you so boring, so leave" he said while crossing his arms around his broad chest

~ ~ ~ ~ When the door was opened, Sylvester's breathe hitched at the sight in front of him. She was there. His angelina. She was right there in front of him but he didn't seem to believe it, he didn't want to embrace this feeling only to find out that it was a dream. She was lying on the cold mabled floor, pushed against the wall. There were chains around her ankles and wrists but she was next to the fire place. “Angel....angel !” Sylvester rushed forward, ignoring the burning ache he felt inside his chest. Falling down beside her, he was too afraid to even touch her body. Angelina looked so fragile. So small. So broken. She’d lost weight, some of her bones practically showing.

I wanted them to remember me , as a mysterious angel who returned back to his world after saving them. When I arrived at the palace, I became sad and lonely. My boring life started once again, as always I went into deep sleep. Suddenly my angel interrupted my sleep and asked me to meet someone. When I walked out , I saw a beautiful young goddess dressed in white. Her eyes were red and hair were black, and she looked familiar. Wait up, she was Martina. How?

Angel whispered to my ears. The woman’s gaze was fixed on me. It seemed that she came here for me. Is that all? I asked Angel through mind-link. Angel’s eyes flickered before she added, "She’s Alpha Derek’s ex-girlfriend." Hum, I see. I mind-linked Angel. I crossed my arms and looked at this woman, wondering what she wanted to do. "You are his mate, right?" she walked toward me and asked. Yes, I mind-linked her. "Oh, right, you can’t talk. I should’ve felt happy for him. But it’s interesting that the Moon Goddess chose a mute girl for Alpha Derek," she sneered. It seemed that she bore a strong hostility toward me despite her efforts to conceal it.