Angel Dust Personality Novelas e Histórias

"The silver dust, the kidnapping... they didn't just want to hurt us. They're looking for something. They're looking for her." Angus turned to me. The fire from the hearth reflected in his brown eyes, making them look like molten gold. He stepped toward me, his presence overwhelming, his obsession palpable. He didn't just love me; he looked at me as if I were the sun and the moon mixed together. It was like a prize he would burn the world to keep. "They aren't looking for a 'her', Ellie," he whispered, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated in my chest. "They are looking for the Future Luna. They've realized that the woman I found in that rotting shack in Arleta isn't a human stray.

“The father replied that an Angel is someone who is sweet, kind, caring, calm, and mellow. The most beautiful woman on the planet. Someone who is amazing in every way. An Angel is the girl who makes your heart beat faster when she walks into the room. The girl you will need wherever you go. The girl who makes you want to be better. Angel is someone who is your rock. The person who you love with your entire heart. The person you can’t see yourself living without.” His answer was almost monotone, like he practiced it. Like this had been running in his head for a long time and he knew it by heart. And I had a feeling that this story, the definition of Angel, Artemy did know it by heart. The way

On the other hand, she was alone enduring 2nd degree burn. The earlier screams of condemnation tortured her mind thus the slight rustling of leaves provided her a momentary distraction. Her vision dimmed faster as the exhaustion and anguish drained the vitality out of her. Before she succumbed to the darkness, she saw a girl coming out from the bushes. An angel, she thought. Sporting a white velvet dress, it was inevitable for the little Caress Aragon to be mistaken as divine being. Heart shaped face, long lashes, pointed nose and honey skin are just a few of her defined assets. She was an epitome of beauty and cuteness combined.

He is strong, smart, and patient—the perfect combination to handle a stubborn woman with a fiery temperament like Angie. Again, I took a deep breath. I feel left out. I am the only one of us without a mate, a love interest, or a path. “Don´t be sad...” Asteria said, and I looked at her. “I am not.” I sighed, and she smiled. “I know you, sister... and your face comes with subtitles,” she said, and I chuckled. “Am I that evident?” I looked at her, and she nodded. “It is just that I see you and Angie with clear paths, and I am still in limbo...” I sighed, and she smiled.

Angelo was dumbfounded at first since he didn't expect that Cassandra would be so straightforward and get right through the topic, but regardless he still likes girls who are straight to point. Angelo first smiled before answering Cassandra; he decided to also be straightforward in answering her question. "Since you've asked, then I'm only obliged to answer. The type of girl that I like is those who are drop-dead gorgeous but as well as have the character of being shy and elusive to people."

"Hmm?" "He does not want anyone being liable to him. He is what you call a 'Silent Angel'. He is not the type to go around talking good about himself. He is different from many guys of his age. A good-looking man with a heart of gold." Alice said looking towards the bottle whose pipe was connected to Jasmine's arm transferring her the elements her body was in need of.

Asher replied casually, taking off his helmet and giving all the attributes to his personal servant. "You told her to ride a blackwood. A horse that's still wild and difficult to control, are you kidding? You're endangering other people's lives Asher! Tsk, just for the sake of satisfaction you almost killed someone else without realizing it," Angel added. Her stern face, both hands on her waist, wanted to see the combination of Mommy and Daddy when angry. Just look at Angelica's face, she's the perfect combination of her parents' emotions. "Look with your own eyes, Angel. She's not dead! She looks healthy, there's no defect or injury on her body. Why do you care so much?"

It was also the one that resembled his true self the most—if the real Angus was a business tycoon, this version was a classic arrogant CEO. However, unlike the real Angus, this version of him had been left physically scarred by a car accident. His leg injury had made him bitter, reclusive, and suspicious of everyone around him. A man like that was no easy person to approach. Liesa’s mission was to dissolve the anger and resentment festering in his secondary personality. Only when that anger was resolved would this fractured world disappear, and the activity in Angus’s brain would decrease.

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..."

"I do. I wanted to ask if you all will go with me to the dance as Um as my dates" Asher is the more emotional one out of the four and I find it refreshing because he's not afraid to show what he feels. "Yes" Ace is always more adventurous and head strong, he's a ticking bomb with a short fuse and I always want to lite it to see how far his anger goes "Remember you already asked me" Alex is fun and down to earth, he's always joking around and making other around him laugh, he's the one I always want to see smiling and never sad "Fuck yeah"