Angel Dust Fanart Novels & Stories

Damien would definitely leave the house but might end up getting stuck in traffic for the rest of the night, so he decided against it. At about two am, Jacob began feeling a pleasant pressure on his groin. He had sleepily opened his to see Bianca grinding her bare core on his clothed hardness. He had jerked his head up while his eyes widened like saucers as realization dawned on him. She was just putting on the t-shirt he had given her to change into. He had also given her some shorts but she wasn’t wearing them as she straddled him, her hands grasping her breasts as she moaned loudly.

“You’ll nag me again. I will just read and sit on a corner—“ Sunshine hugs his back and rests her head on his shoulder. “It’s not like that, Angel. Dennis and I just… just can’t absorb the sudden change. I mean, you’re so handsome…not doubt and lie! However, you like a cute boy…. Not to mention, I also love yaoi. Like two boys falling in love to each other.” Don Angelito’s eyes widen in astonishment. “There are such things like that?” Dennis nods to agree. “Yup! She made me read a couple of chapters, but no! no! I don’t want to continue. We’re both straight and you know that. Moreover, I find when reading it’s cute in their own way.”

His words causing a light blush to form on Ashton's otherwise ivory skin. After some deliberation and the angel fighting to keep the conversation on track, they had eventually come to an agreement, no different than the original. Damien seemingly pleased despite there being nothing extra in it for him. That was until the moment Ashton was signing the papers. A hand gently pulled up his chin to face the demon, almost caressing his skin with the light touch. "Shame that you haven't taken a bride. Why is that? Is there something you haven't told anyone?" His voice deeper than before, but nearly a whisper as he had closed much of the distance between the two. The Angel's eyes widened in surprise

Larissa recognized that unique profile picture at once. The background was an endless night sky. There was a golden crescent moon in the middle of it with bright stars nearby. This was Aster's art homework from last week. According to him, the name of this painting was called "Mommy and Me." Larissa was like the gentle moon that was always by the little stars' sides. Larissa thought that the person who liked her post was Aster. Just as she was amazed by his speed, she was greeted by Kevan's name when she tapped into the notifications tab.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

“Looks like you were a big bad boy when you were younger. she tossed, tracing the phoenix's wings with her fingertips. - IT IS. He confirmed, eyes closed. 'Is there anything else?' "A dream catcher on the back of my head." An angel of death on the back and gears on the legs. Elena didn't know what to say about that. They were beautiful and the fact that they were all in 3D was the most fascinating thing. But it would be a lie if she said that she wasn't shocked by the angel of death. She wanted to ask about it, but she thought it best to leave it for another time. Then she just went back to kissing him.

Aster articulated with a sweet smile on her face. Upon hearing this, a loud noise resounded, and the fans cheered with excitement. Aster’s fans turned to other celebrities fan and taunted ‘Do you hear this? Our idol is such a sweet angel; she’s so different from other idols. That’s right. Other idols won’t cast a glance at their fans or even spare seconds to chat with their fans, but not only did our goddess chat and care about us. She even delivered drinks and snacks for us while worrying about our health.

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.

“You don’t step into the Hearth.” Rowan’s mouth curved, almost amused. “Ashthorne. Still alive. How inconvenient.” “I’m not here for you,” Dax said. “Leave.” Rowan lifted one hand. A thin chain slid through his fingers—moon-silver links, each etched with the split crescent. The metal hummed. The chamber’s amber lines dimmed, as if the chain drank light. My skin prickled. The mark on my wrist throbbed hard, answering it like a wound recognizing a knife.

It was a picture of ivy sleeping on the bed with a duvet covering her naked body, her hair was scattered all over the pillow and her skin was looking really flushed. Damon had taken this picture of her the night after they had sex. He stared intensely at the picture of her , rubbing the screen of his phone with a small smirk on his face. " How should I punish you Selena ? " He mumbled underneath his breath