Angel Dust Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

And here I am, a stupid girl who should be human, carrying his child inside me from our initial mating--a child that could get us all killed if anyone knows her true nature. Sometimes the Goddess has a sick sense of humor. Digging for my phone, my fingertips find the cold, plastic case and pull it out into the light. Who do I call? Sylvester? Hazel? Who do I burden with this dangerous knowledge? I dial Hazel’s number. She is levelheaded and good in a tricky situation. She's also proven herself time and time again to be dependable and honest. She doesn’t answer. Not leaving a message, I try again. "Hey, Hazel's phone," Thorne answers after three rings. "Who is this?"

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.

he left the room. I walked further into the room and watched as Hazle ran around the room, packing the rest of her stuff. “I bet you’re eager to get home,” I said, sitting in one of the empty seats. “Very much so,” she said, glancing at me. “Especially considering Jazzy has conjured darkness. I fear not even my shield will be able to protect them from what she has planned.” “What does she have planned?” I asked, biting my bottom lip nervously. “I wish I knew, but it can’t be good if she needs to use Zagreus to accomplish it.” I was silent, unsure of what to say to that. I stared down at my hands and tugged at my fingers nervously. “Do you think it has to do with me?” I finally asked the que

Angela ran in, "the island, it's on the island," She clapped her hands in excitement and brought the cookies to me. "What?" She pointed to the pot. "You want me to crush the cookies into the salad?" I asked with wide eyes. She nodded. "Angela," I cried. What the hell! She frowned. "Fine! Drop it there, I will munch the cookies into the salad," I fought the urge to retch, "you can get another cookie from the…" The little cheetah grabbed two apples from the fruit basket and dashed out too fast. "And she's gone. Maybe I should do some research and find out if her father wasn't a werecheetah or descendant of any werecreatures or even a vampire, this girl is suspicious." I grumbled.

At the honest yet vulnerable confession of the young girl, Honey’s breath caught in her throat but the sentiment was short-lived as the terrifyingly handsome dark figure of her new Alpha began stalking toward her. Azreal stopped in front of his daughter and wrapped his arm gently around Honey’s shoulders, “I only want to speak with her, this is not an interview it is a plea for help,” Honey looked up at Azreal with concern, and he stared down at her with care and kindness in his eyes, “she is a part of quicksilver and under the protection of this family, but I have to ask about Casper,” at the mention of his name Honey’s body visibly tensed and her pupils dilated with fear. Honey licked her

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

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

I reluctantly opened the door and waited. “Don’t worry there isn’t a bucket of honey ready to drop,” Ashton said. I still looked around as I walked in. “What about glitter?” I asked. “That I can’t promise.” He answered. He told me about what happened to Dustin and Tyrell. Then he told me about the kids. Apparently, there are a few stray glitter bombs around. The two of us walked into the rec room. Well, holy shit, there sits Haze. He stands, and we give each other a bro hug. The two of us have always gotten along. They tell me what happened and how he was found—that bastard. I can’t wait to take Asmoday down. I knew he had to have Haze somewhere.

she scoffs. “Sure, whatever makes you happy.” “Wait—what? What the hell are you talking about—I’m obviously beating you! You must be blind or something because the game is clearly in my favor!” She rattles off but I stay quiet. She moves one of her pieces and I sit back with a smirk. Gotcha. A sudden whistling sound has all eyes glued to the sky. Several dots appear above us, circling around each other as they dive. They grow larger and clearer until we can see that there are three dark angels and two light—all with shimmering golden wings.

“I love you, Mama. Please open your eyes soon.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “I miss you so much.” ____ At exactly ten, I walked into The Angel’s Den. Mask secured. Heart racing. I headed directly toward the private elevator. Azrael had instructed me to come straight upstairs. Standing inside the elevator, I realized how long it had been. Since I’d moved into the hotel, Azrael had come to me nearly every night. Strangely...I’d missed this place. The doors opened and I walked down the familiar corridor and raised my hand to knock. Before my fist could even tap, the doors opened first.