Angel Dust Siblings Novels & Stories

Although it pained me, I let him continue and fixed my gaze on his. Alexander: Everyone, this is my partner. We don't know her name yet, but in the meantime, you can call her Angel. Angel. Here are the kitchen staff. If you're hungry, they'll be happy to cook for you. I'm sure you'll remember their names soon enough. But here they are: the lady behind the stove is Agnes, the man beside her is her partner, Burt, the young woman cleaning the counters is Melody, and the young man bringing in the wood is Bryan. Bryan and Melody are brother and sister and the children of Agnes and Burt. Melody and Bryan's partners are in other parts of the estate. Carlos, Melody's partner, is working on construct

At this time, Angeline walked over like a small adult with her hands behind her back. She raised her head and looked at Baby Zetty from top to bottom. After seeing a photo of Angel, Baby Zetty thought that her younger sister was as beautiful as an elf who had descended to earth. Now that she was seeing her with her own eyes, she was even more shocked by Angel’s beauty. “So you’re my little sister, Angel. Right?” Baby Zetty asked. Angel pulled Joseph away from Baby Zetty and asked suspiciously, “I’m Angel Ares. Who are you?”

“Angie. Do you need something from me?” Angie stood there and looked at her with pursed lips. “My flight is in the evening. I’m going back to Southeast Asia soon. My brother is dead, and among those who followed my brother, some of them switched sides to another gang, while some are waiting for me to go back. In the future, I may never come to Mediania again.” Angie’s voice drifted in the wind. It was very light but clear and somewhat poignant. Nicole said, “Have a safe trip.”

"Come on, D'Angelo, people might see us!" "No one's watching. It's just you and me right now. And even if they see us, I don't care.” He kissed me thoroughly this time, our tongues fighting a silent battle of dominance. As usual, I was the first to pull away. “The girl who hugged you in class, is she Alexis's sister?" D'Angelo winced before nodding gravely. "Yes. I had no idea they were schooling here. After their parents split, they lived with their mom, but now it seems they're back with their dad."

Kelsey replied, "I'm here to pick up my brother too." Today Digby and Arya were coming, and she definitely had to be there to meet them—they had been so good to her. Angela's eyes widened in surprise. "You have a brother?" Didn't she hear that Kelsey was an orphan, with only unreliable adoptive parents and Catherine? Where did this brother come from? Mia let out a cold laugh. "These days, it's pretty trendy to just claim someone as your brother, right?" Angela's eyes lit up instantly—so that's how it was.

Yet she started cussing Evan in her head. " Asshole! Uncle...uncle... How delightful. A charming family indeed, with a disrespectful son and a slow wife, such a nuisance! To have relatives like them is quite a misfortune, Mr. Baristanas! But this might just work in my favor! I will just lie here." She whispered within. Yet Evan was approaching. "Are you alright, uncle? Why are you lying on the ground like this?" Evan asked. Then the surprise came to Angel. "I'm okay, Evan. Somebody just fainted in my arms." Mark perfectly responded, adding to Angle's surprise.

I saw Cybelle look up at us once more before hiding in the darkness. I glance at the two diamonds around my neck and soon it will be completed. There are still four more diamonds to go — I mean, it’s three because the other diamond is in Lucia’s forehead. I hope I can find the other three diamonds today because there are only a few hours left before the bloodbath. Azrael cleared his throat, “Cybelle and you are siblings?” he asked, and I hummed. “We are, but I am the biological daughter,” I said.

My mother and father are sitting on a couch, smiling brightly, while my brother sits beside our father and the little me is sitting on our mother's lap. There's also a picture of me and my brother with Grandma Esmey in the middle. Then my eyes narrowed to the last photo I am holding. It was me and my mother, with a girl who I think is around six to seven years old. I flipped the photo hoping that I might find something and I did. I read what was written but it only made me puzzled. -With my two angels. Ysobella Marie and Maria Selene. "Who is Selene?" I asked my brother.

He was a stranger. Yet, he did not feel like one. She had never seen him until he called her “little sister” in the purple twilight, but somehow, he looked as familiar as if she had known him her entire life. Could they actually be related? The population of Loadstone Rock was knitted together by a complicated web of kinship—cousins, second cousins, uncles and aunts several times removed—so it was not impossible. But they did not look alike. Svetlana had large blue eyes and fine straight hair, so blond that it was almost white—a source of her private anguish as she inwardly compared her “straw” to Tattie’s dark, bouncing curls. Andrei’s skin was tanned and weathered, his hair black and his e

Thinking of the worst possibility, Elio felt a splitting headache and nearly lost his balance. Alyssa reached out to support him, but he shoved her away hard. “Get the car!” Elio turned and ran out. Not expecting to be pushed away, Alyssa lost her balance and fell to the ground. The three brothers were still reeling from the news of Luna’s disappearance and didn’t help her up right away. A maid assisted Alyssa to her feet. She turned, wanting to complain to her brothers, but they only glanced at her briefly before rushing out. Late at night, the wind near the bridge was bitterly cold.