Angel Dust Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

Ethan stepped out wearing a white shirt over black pants with a jacket. "You look good," Ethan complimented and she smiled appreciating the compliment They both headed out of the hotel and soon were on their way to the Casino. Upon arrival, Alejandro was there to receive them. He ushered them inside moving them to one of the private rooms. He and Jacqueline started chatting and laughing and Ethan checked his emails and replied to them on his phone. They were a club at the top of the casino and Alejandro moved them there. Jacqueline danced with Alejandro while Ethan sat on one of the bar stools taking a bottle of water while checking his email. He started feeling hot and decided to leave the

" As I lock the door to the dungeon, I go to my stereo and turn on Massive Attack. Angel is the song that most connects me to my domineering character. In that environment, I am who I want to be. "Naked, now. "I order. Hazel starts to undress with a smile on her face. When she's completely naked, she knows what to do. She kneels with her hands on her thighs and her palms up. I take off my shirt and see that her lustful eyes on my body almost melt her. I walk over to a drawer and pick out a collar that can fit around her neck. I remember that I need to have one made with my initial. I buckle the collar around Hazel's neck as she looks at me with pleading eyes. I stroke her lips with my index

My mother, Agatha Carper, is obsessed with playing the devoted-mother role. To show what a kind and loving person she is, she has spent years sharing her journey of caring for her adopted daughter, Bonnie Lowe, online. "Bonnie, even if I have to spend every last penny I have, I'll cure you." To make that happen, she treats me, her biological daughter, like a walking blood bank and drains me for everything I'm worth. Just as the internet is praising her for being the perfect mother, Bonnie has another relapse and urgently needs a blood transfusion. Agatha storms into the hospital emergency room with a swarm of reporters and a camera crew, kicking the door open. "Where is Julia Lowe, tha

She blinked her eyes with shock, “Excuse me?” “You heard me right Hazel. You are an asshole. Do you know that?” “I thought you were my friend.” She gave him a side smirk still trying to understand if he was being sarcastic or funny. “I AM your friend dammit. And you know it. But someone needs to tell you this.” He looked angry now, “Hazel! What are you doing to yourself? Are you a puppet or what?” She had unshed tears in her eyes, “What do you mean by that, Dustin? Why are you so angry?”

And I know that I have lied to him about my cell phone again, but even though I already have it, I can't turn it on because I don't use the same type of charger as Azael and I can't go home to pick it up, therefore, my cell phone is officially dead. I walk up to Azael from behind and hug him, wrapping my hands around his waist, then placing a kiss on his bareback. If there's anything sexier than seeing Azael shirtless, it's seeing him shirtless and cooking. The tattoo ink hugs your skin and highlights your muscles. Is awesome. -How are you? -He has little left, I don't think it will take longer. I look inside the oven and smile when I see how good the chicken looks. Is there something you ar

I fake-smiled, before turning around and making my way over to the kitchen to get something to eat, stomping my feet to tell him I'm angry at him. I was sure he was trying to hide his smile by turning his head down when I saw him before entering the kitchen. I humphed. "Not here, not here and not here as well." I murmured as u closed the last cabinet. "Does this guy even keeps nutella? Ugh! What a boring guy?!" "I heard that Angel!" I heard his voice from his room. He sure had sharp ears. Perhaps, he was a werewolf? OMG, if that is true that would be so cool.

He called his guard and asked him to pick them up. "Angel is not in very good state" He sigh. "What happened? " I ask. "You know how things are" He sigh again Angel is the daughter of the guy who owned the mansion before. Kevin killed all but her. First he thought he would sell but then decided to keep her. Few months back he threw her in the dungeon. Later we found out she was pregnant and now he has fallen for her. It been many years but angel is still shit scared of him, never talk unless spoken too. They are on rough patch right now. He wanted to take her to date but she never put her foot out of the mansion after max was born so she was naturally scared and Kevin flipped.

Dante looked slightly surprised. "For what?" "For everything." Hazel began counting on her fingers. "The teddy bear, the pencil case, the storybooks, the toys, and the bicycle." Dante laughed quietly. A sound that rarely escaped him. "You're welcome." Aurora stood a short distance away. And somehow, she couldn't bring herself to be angry. Because Hazel looked too happy. Too innocent. And Dante wasn't doing anything except standing there and talking to her. Darius let out a long breath.

A tornado of anger swirled in Hazel's eyes and the sun began to shine more brightly than ever, beaming down rays of wicked heat upon them. "Does it feel like it just got way hotter?" Agatha asked Agnes. Agnes' head snapped towards Hazel, who was walking towards them with her body engulfed in a beautiful golden light. She looked like a human version of the sun. Agnes' eyes matched her now wide opened mouth. "That's impossible!" She screeched. "I killed all the daughters of Helios, so who is she?" "She's Lucinda's daughter," Agatha answered. "But Lucinda's daughter died with her. I saw the baby's body myself!"

Patterson, Sush, and Greg knew the game was on. Leaning against the doorframe, one hand holding her phone - screen facing Sush and the others that showed a big, bright, blinking orange button right in the middle that could activate Goddess knew what - Hazel began with the Chief Chameleon. “I always knew you had a thing for older women.” “Cut the crap, Hazel,” he spat, not at all surprised by her knowledge. “Who is that, my little hyena?” An unfamiliar feminine voice carrying a taunting ring came from inside.