Angel Dust Gacha Life 2 Novels & Stories

Daniel gathered the black plastic before following Gunnar to the next room that led to a fire escape. "I'll see you in a bit," Ace whispered, turning me and pressing a kiss to my forehead, letting his lips linger, "should have known that my girl didn't need saving. She doesn't need me to open a fucking car door for her so why would she need me to save her?" My laugh was breathy because it pained me to put any more effort into it, "It's the thought that counts." Ace crooned, "My little psycho. Always knew you had it in you."

she said as she laid on the ground and fluttered her wings together. I now understood what she was talking about. Jayce had planned with my sister to throw me out after all the good things I did for him drove me to take a big decision to leave him forever. The fire and grief that sparked me to take the decision connected me and my angel. After accepting my angel, I asked her about her background. She was different from any other angel I’d seen. Some angels had yellow, green, red eyes but hers were shiny, mixed with all the print colors and had a gold lining. With happiness in her voice, she said I was the last of an extinct wolf.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

Ayra grinned excitedly, as she turned off the cooker and dragged me upstairs, into my room. She searched my closet for lingerie no man would be able to resist; her words, not mine. And I just waited nervously. After searching for a few minutes, Ayra brought out a red lace lingerie set. It was intricately designed with delicate patterns, accentuating its allure. Ayra held it up, inspecting it with a mischievous grin. "This, Luna, is perfect. Trust me, he won't stand a chance," Ayra declared, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Yes, yes!" Angel screamed, her fingernails elongating into claws as she dragged her fingers over the rug, leaving deep gouges in the expensive material. Still Layon continued until he heard her panting as though she couldn't take much more. He'd lost count of how many times she'd cliJasoned and the lazy-eyed, sated expression upon her face told him he'd done his job well. With one more thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, spilling his essence into her, hoping that one day it might take root and they might produce the next alpha of the Silverdale pack.

The giant wolf's eyes were filled with dismay and resignation as he struggled away, and my amulet then spontaneously combusted into ashes, and at that moment I felt as uncomfortable as if the birthmark on my body was on fire. The man's voice sounded again in my ears "Little girl, since I have made a contract with you, let you redeem yourself for the time being, that guy betrayed me and hurt my wolves, you have to help me recover, otherwise your life will not be saved, and your offspring will not be able to live well." If I am all dead, then where will I get my offspring? Is this a joke? I woke up a little angry, curious about who the so-called "that guy" really is, unknown to me, but to my d

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

A golden hairpin, vintage, shaped like a phoenix. Real diamonds. Real ruby flames. Delicate. Elegant. Timeless. A symbol of rebirth. A symbol of rising. And for one second… only one… I stare. My lips part just slightly… Then I look away quickly. Too late. “That’s it,” Alpha Lucien murmurs. He raises his paddle. “Twenty million.” The hall gasps. A man counters. “Twenty point five!” Alpha Lucien leans back… one hand still on my thigh… fingers drawing slow, lazy circles.

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

- Agnes asks, amused. - Love, I had to make several plans with you. Ulric Chuckles. - Do it. I don't know what Klaus will become like if Angel leaves. The couple get up and leave. They go to the room that had been assigned to them. - I'm going to hunt. I need fresh blood to think. - Dark says, kissing Agnes on the lips, and in seconds, he is in the forest, looking for something big to drink. Agnes opens a small suitcase and takes out a vial of white powder. She pours some on a small table and puts away the rest. Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant.