Angel Dust Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Curious, Damien follows the man to 515. Nathan seems to be deranged as he unlocks the door with the hotel key. “You okay?” Damien asks but Nathan ignores him and barges into the parlor. Halsey is lying on a couch, unconscious. Hastings is stooped over the couch as if ready to prey on her. Nathan stares at the sight, his expression stony. Damien studies the girl. To his surprise, it’s the girl from the pharmacy! “Hey guys, wanna share the fun?” Hastings grins. “This one’s a real-” Without warning, Nathan pounces on him like a fierce predator.

she asked, raising one perfectly shaped eyebrow. Tashir lifted her glass in a cheer-like motion and took a sip. “Yep.” Ana rolled her eyes. “Come on. Let’s get you something stronger.” She signaled the bartender, her diamond earrings sparkling under the strobe lights. “Nuh-uh.” Tashir waved off the bartender before he made his way over. “What?” Ana asked. Tashir turned to me and said, “Her description of stronger leads to waking up butt ass naked, hungover, and sandwiched in bed with two male strippers in a hotel room and getting my ass smacked with a flogger!”

Ashley ordered food from a five-star hotel, packed it in a lunchbox, and entered the George Group. Entering the private elevator, she pressed the 70th floor. Taking out a small mirror from her bag, she started applying lipstick and makeup. When the elevator reached the 70th floor, Ashley got out of the elevator and started walking towards Arthur's cabin. When she reached the front of the cabin, two detectives came out of the cabin. Seeing them, Ashley frowned in surprise. "Arthur, are you trying to find that witch again? Why can't you accept the reality yet?" Ashley muttered in annoyance.

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..."

Azrael and Astria, my precious babies, are lying on the bed, looking adorable in their outfits. Azrael, my little gentleman, is dressed in a miniature suit that makes him look uncannily like his father, Hades. He exudes a sense of maturity, despite his tender age. His dark hair is perfectly messy, and his bright eyes sparkle with mischief. Astria, my tiny princess, is a vision in pink. Her dress accentuates her dark curls, making them pop against her porcelain skin. She looks like a ballerina, ready to twirl across the stage. Her eyes shine with excitement, and I can sense her eagerness to explore.

She then went to open the door with the crying Angel in her arms. When she saw that it was hotel staff at the door, the assassin "Rose" was taken aback for a moment: "What's the matter?" The assassin "Rose" was very vigilant and looked out into the corridor, not noticing the guards. She immediately became alarmed. Lewis looked at his daughter crying in the arms of the assassin "Rose." He suppressed the urge to hold his daughter and said, "I am hotel staff, here to deliver diapers." Angel saw her father, and there is a telepathic connection between father and daughter. Even though her father was wearing a mask, Angel smelled a familiar scent. She reached out with a grievance, wanting her fath

Angela muttered, shedding tears. "How can I live without you, my guardian angel? Hikz… How is this?" Angela hugged her knees and cried uncontrollably. Ansel comes to Dave, who is in his hotel. Dave had just returned from Fergus' place. He refuses to stay at the Gonemanus mansion. "Mr. Davero!" Ansel shouted, stopping Dave from entering his room. "Ansel, what's wrong?" he asked. "Can we talk?" Ansel called out, glancing left and right.

“I told you that you were my friend and nothing more. Why can’t you see that I have feelings for someone else?” “About that,” he glared towards Azrael. “Why do you smell like him? Sage, pine, and ash.” His eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. “Don’t tell me that you had sex with him,” he growled lowly. “No,” stated Azrael harshly. “I wouldn’t do anything that Ava isn’t ready for. If you have not noticed, we did ride on a horse together.” Mavis glared at the boy next to her, “Dustin that is enough. Why don’t you go inside and calm down?”

All stared at the screen and soon the answer was staring in everyone’s face. “There!!” shouted Dominique. He showed a basement level to everyone. “Find if there is any camera with basement in the name.” “Yes, there is!” shouted Aziel and immediately started hacking into it. “What the hell??” shouted Ambrosia, grabbed Hazel, turned her around and punched her across her face. “How can you leave her behind?” “Woah! Woah! Woah!” Severino and Vicktor ran to Ambrosia and Hazel. Severino grabbed Ambrosia from behind to stop her and Vicktor helped Hazel.