Angel Dust Character Novels & Stories

"Did you get the information about this girl? Xavier asked him. "Yes sir. She is one of our tourists. Her name is Angela. She came here with her two friends. There are no suspicious things sir " His right hand said. Xavier nodded at him then started walking towards the dragon cell. When he stood in front of the cell a security guard opened the door. Xavier entered the cell and saw an angel was sitting in the corner of the cell. Her face was screaming with innocent. Xavier forgets to take breath for a second.

"Angelique Carpio is an illegitimate child of Angelo Tan and Athena Carpio. She was abandoned by her father because of their status; they came from a completely different world. Angelo is a business Mogul, while Athena is his executive secretary, the reason they had an intimate relationship. When Angelo learns that Athena got pregnant, he abandons her immediately and throws them in Davao City, where she originally lives. Athena failed to do her mission which is to be part of the Tan's empire and hoping to get out of poverty." I'm not waiting for her to finish reading Cassy's lies and storm to our building to confront Cassandra. And indeed, she was early with her monster friends. They are com

Tears filled Aramide's eyes at the possibility 9f her daughter dying. They had been trying to find Ace for days, Even before the test results had come out, Angel was doing so bad, He seemed completely distraught, Aracely didn't understand own thing though, Latifah and Ace were Supposedly the daughters of Federico Montes. How is it possible that Aracely some how ended up with them? And why did she say that angel was her brother? Angel had a few questions to answer too. But alas! Aramide could fix things. honestly, Finding one's daughter, sounded better than finding the daughter's murderer.

Asher replied casually, taking off his helmet and giving all the attributes to his personal servant. "You told her to ride a blackwood. A horse that's still wild and difficult to control, are you kidding? You're endangering other people's lives Asher! Tsk, just for the sake of satisfaction you almost killed someone else without realizing it," Angel added. Her stern face, both hands on her waist, wanted to see the combination of Mommy and Daddy when angry. Just look at Angelica's face, she's the perfect combination of her parents' emotions. "Look with your own eyes, Angel. She's not dead! She looks healthy, there's no defect or injury on her body. Why do you care so much?"

Awareness for him flowed through her, she gritted her teeth and she fought the urge to run from him. She was stronger than this. He was just a man. -But what a man.- No! Squaring her shoulders, eager to have this over and done with, she lengthened her strides, opened the door to the building with a whoosh, entered, and halted when they came face to face. -Fuck. Just fuck.- Her eyes devoured him. El Patron was a girl's sweetest dessert ever. Angelina gulped. Her mouth was suddenly dry and she cursed herself that she didn't bring her bottle of water with her.

Carlos, Melody's partner, is working on construction, and Jasmine, Bryan's partner, is a nurse at the maternity ward. I swallowed hard, all her eyes fixed on me. I felt myself trembling from head to toe. Xander continued, Alexander: I found my Angel in terrible conditions, so she might be afraid of you at first. I ask you to be gentle and compassionate with her. The woman, Agnes, stifled a sob and approached me. Agnes: Of course, Alpha. She held out her hand and helped me up from my chair, pulling me into a hug. I felt myself freeze, my breathing quickening. I then smelled her scent of sugar and vanilla and felt my body relax and surrender to her embrace.

—JASMINE - As the dusty air begins to settle, the chaos subsides, revealing the devastation. Brick walls, once standing tall, now lie in ruins. Denzel emerges from the rubble, his rugged frame dust-covered, his eyes locked onto mine. He did this! He cradles Azrael in one arm, my child's tiny chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. Beside him stands a hulking woman, her imposing physique present, even under the layers of tattered clothing.

Bastien squeezes me a bit tighter when he notices the change in my stance, the eagerness to get to the table, a small growl leaves his chest. A soft groan comes from my lips as I feel his possessiveness through our bond, I mind link him, "stop, silly, I'm excited about Angel not her mate." He side eyes me then focus's back to the table we are slowly approaching, his eyes widen at her and a small smile plays on his lips as he takes her in. Angel is a vision of beauty, she stands, clapping, a huge smile graces her cherub face, her small baby bump barely noticeable, in a baby blue off the shoulder dress, her skin is flawless and tan, a perk for living in Florida. I break free of Bastien's hol

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

This Angel has white hair, not black, which means Elena could still be alive in this timeline if the angel is Adam. My heart constricts painfully inside my chest. Floods of misery are crashing in waves at my heart, at the verge of breaking it. While it would gladden me to see Adam happy with his mate, it also pains me thinking about him being with someone else. Without giving me a warning, the angel places his hand directly beneath me. His palm looks soft and familiar, and I sniffle experimentally, not even caring about my silent guest clawing at the straps holding up the web.