Angel Dust Vore Mga Nobela at Kwento

said Erick with an expressionless face, holding out a tray towards Angel. "You are vampires, so what can you give me for breakfast?" Angel mocked with a crooked smile, looking reluctantly at a golden hood lying face down on a tray. "You'll definitely like it," replied Erick as he opened the hood. Angel frowned deeply, surprised when there was only a gold-plated glass on the tray. "What's that?" "Fresh blood from white geese that are specially raised with the best nutrition," explained Erick. Instantly Angel felt extraordinary turmoil in his stomach, it felt as if someone was stirring him strongly. "Are you... crazy?"

*POTENTIAL TRIGGER* *Alberto’s POV* “Do you remember your safe word?” My voice was thick and low as I folded my angel over the tortūre table. Having her this way was better than any wet dream I could have ever had. “Angel,” she moaned softly as her hips pushed back, desperately seeking my touch.

"Want me to help you?" "It's over, honey, I'll be right back." Violet stooped to clean up the scattered papers. The woman was wearing a night sleep dress you can see that made the dent of her body clearly seen. Zein's eyes that saw that was powerless to resist. "Honey, one round, please," he pleaded with a teasing smile. "In a minute, I'll fix this..." Before Violet could finish her words, a big hand tugged at her waist and carried her body in her arms. Zein placed Violet's body on the bed with gentle movements, then fucked the woman's lips.

"Yes, of course." I unbuttoned the top of the shirt I was currently wearing. I showed my neck to Frey. Frey's fangs slowly came out. Her eyes turned bright red looking down at my neck. Frey stuck her fangs into my neck until the blood came out. She tasted the slowly dripping blood. She didn't suck right away like the first time she sucked my blood. But licking the blood gently as if enjoying it. "Is it good?" I asked with a slight whimper. “Hmm… yes. I like it,” Frey replied.

he whispered and leaned on the headboard. One moment, Denver is perplexed and doesn’t know what to do. “Please?” Angelito’s persuasive voice makes his body crawl near him. Denver can hold his throbbing member and slowly sniffs it. “Look at me.” Denver looks at him as an obedient baby for Angelito while sucking his hard-on member. He can witness how the muscles on his jaw twitch every time he moves. It feels like a dream; however, when Angelito caresses his head… he is not in his dreamland.

She wanted to say that she was not Viola and wanted to see that Man's face but for some reason, everything started getting blurry in front of her eyes. Within a couple of seconds, she again came to some other place where there was a lot of darkness and suddenly she heard screaming. On its own, the darkness began to fade away in front of her eyes and she saw many vampires who were killing men, women, and children. Another thing that came to her sight which is a woman who was fighting with a lot of vampires alone. That place was looking very disastrous, Elsa had never seen such a thing to date.

what would I see, underneath? What did that loose-fitting mask hide? I wanted to look away from that horrible, sagging face and burning yellow eyes, but I couldn’t. I saw, in fleeting glimpses that curdled my guts, things writhing around the edge of the clearing. Things neither human nor animal, neither one thing nor another. Things made of twisted, polluted flesh. They were making those horrible sounds as they twisted and snapped and mounted each other, all to the tune of their own squeals. Whatever they were or had been, they snapped and thrusted into each other in hysteric mania. All this I only glimpsed, because as horrible as it was to gaze upon the man in yellow, it was preferable to t

Of course the ambusher wasn't that stupid through the front door, he managed to find a small entrance through the back door in the middle of the garden which seemed to be used exclusively for disposing of trash. Venus's orders are very clear. Cut the vital tendon in Angel's hand and disfigure her face, but don't kill her, then leave. Looks like this place in the tree-lined backyard is quite suitable for executing his victims. Dion, the ambusher doesn't really like hurting girls, but it's a good job and the pay is good.

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.

I might burst my feelings out and he will ghost me. I went to the kitchen fast to take a chair and use it to climb the tall cabinet dusting the top. I don’t know why Hailey suddenly pushed the chair as if it’s an accident. My body jolted as I tightly close my eyes to wait for my body to feel the floor. But then I didn’t, I was between Angelo’s arms when I open my eyes. It made me startled seeing how close we are.