Angel Dust Character Novels & Stories

She became completely opposite from her old self. “are you sure?”, Des asked again. “yes I am. Just leave me for a moment”, Angel requested. “okay, just tell me if you need my help”, replied Des. Evening came but Des noticed that Angel didn’t came out from the tent. She was a bit worried so she decided to checked her best friend. “oh my goodness, help!”, exclaimed Des. “help us”, she shouted again. Lt. Dan immediately came to rescue and they were all horrified.

That part won. “I’m hoping you’ll be able to tell me what happened soon. I looked for tracks in the area where I found you, but I saw nothing that would help me to figure out how you got there or who you were with. You’re a real mystery, lass.” Angel stared into the fire while methodically dividing her hair down the center of her head and braiding it into two braids. “I remember some things about me. I’m nineteen, or there abouts. I’m pretty sure about that. This mountain feels like home, so I can’t live that far away.”

Agent of our own orgánosi. "The case that you're holding earlier at the elevator. What's really inside that?" he asked again. I smiled and gently shook my head. "Are you trying to get know me, Dela Merced?" I mocked. I saw him stiffen from his place. "I am just curious," he replied. I nodded slightly and ran my fingers through his shoulder, leaning my face on his ear. "Don't ask if you don't want to be part of my life. I am a dangerous person, Mr. Dela Merced,” I whispered and distanced myself.

"Angelica! Angelica! I shout quickly, trying to run to her. Angelica turns around with the child in her arms, but Dante runs out to Andrea who is behind me. At that moment, Alek gets out of the helicopter along with Astrid and a gun in his hand. Angelica is left in the middle of it all, with Chiara in her arms and a gun pointed at them. "Angelica, please give that child to her mother, it's very little Angelica, don't do this to me please," I beg her painfully.

Ash stopped jumping around and tilted his head as if he was processing her words, “Did she call me a clown?” “Yes, she did.” Ray replied. “Excuse me, but if you two are fucking done with your puppy union, then can we focus on the more pressing matter at hand?” Darius asked from a distance. I noticed that Stephan and Tarr were also present, fully awake and battling the dead ones. “Right, where’s Angela?” I scanned the foyer. “Shit! She’s definitely going to kill our baby!” “Save the pup!” Ash howled. “I can track her. She’s outside the mansion. The pup is already in her hands.” Agni said.

With the way he looked at her with such tenderness, one wouldn't believe he was the same man asking me to run away with him minutes ago. Disgust rose in my chest. He was just like Asher. A liar, manipulator and a cheat. I wasn't cut out for the kind of drama that was brewing in this place. All I cared about was acquiring enough power to set the Moonbeam pack ablaze, just like they did to me. I walked past the lovebirds, heading to my bed because I was still in extreme pain and weakness. “We should go, Dante. She needs to rest,” Ariel said to him.

Yet, here he was, already giving her attitude. "I'm going with you." Dexter sighed helplessly. Seeing Angela's blank expression, he truly felt that she'd shut herself off emotionally. She no longer sensed other people's feelings or tried to understand their thoughts. "No need. Azure Club is just nearby. I used to go there often with them," Angela said casually as she grabbed her bag and headed for the door. Dexter asked, as if unintentionally, "So, did you think any of them was the most handsome?" She absentmindedly replied, "Number 18, the one who's six feet tall with perfectly defined abs, and his hands were just..."

And despite everything… Despite Alma… Despite everything… I still didn’t want Charles dead. I close my eyes, breathing deeply. Because the truth is, whether I want to admit it or not… I still have feelings for him. Angelo’s POV The mansion is filled with indistinct murmurs, the kind that feels like secrets are being passed around like expensive blunt. I move through the hallways with ease, with my hands in my pockets, taking my time. I have nothing but time. Then I see them; Señor Davida, Charles—the golden cop —and a girl dressed like she is celebrating something, all walking towards me.

“Show yourself.” A laugh. Soft. Chilling. And then— She stepped into view. A woman, cloaked in dark robes, her face partially obscured by a hood. But I could see her eyes. Silver. Like mine. Luca’s muscles coiled, ready for a fight. “Who are you?” The woman tilted her head. “You already know.” I exhaled shakily. “Elara.” She smiled. “Hello, Angelina.” ⸻ Elara didn’t attack.

Two days after what happened to them, Dye became more like a gentleman. She couldn’t read his mind at all. He changed in an instant. They explored not just his castle but also the places where the seven deadly sins lived. They were all beautiful that she thought that she was dead and the seven of them were an angel. “Good thing that I have you now. Ace will not show his possessiveness to you because your Dye's mate.” A beautiful woman who was wearing a white dress said. Her name was Thea, and she was Ace' mate. The sin of greed.