Angel Dust Vore Novels & Stories

According to legends, the empyrean continent had consisted of one forestry and five countries, each of which got residence of different transcendental species, namely: Fleurdelis, the home of the guardians pertaining to the elves; Troumus, the terrain of the blood reapers, also known as the vampires; Lupus Insignumia, shortly 'Lupus', the domain of the wolves; Mycrathineia, the Kingdom of Magus; And Deludereia, the realm of the wizards. The forestry that had served as the bridge of the empyrean continent and the protection of the heaven had been called Neverland. All these years, the empyrean continent had managed to survived from the astral's destruction through the resources of the five co

I didn’t see her land. Vorath surged forward, my body buckling under its weight. Wings tore through my back, membranes slick with amniotic fluid. My remaining eye ruptured, vision dissolving into a hundred fractured lenses. Somewhere in the static, Angela groaned. Kill her, Vorath purred. First feast of the new god. I lurched toward the sound, talons scraping ice. No. The word was mine. Small. Human. I pivoted, driving the talons into my own throat.

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

“What did you do to me?” “Gave you Magic smoke. It makes things much easier for Ysalane to ready you for el jefe and to assure him of your virginity.” “You drugged me and...and touched me?” Angela shuddered, sure she would be sick at any moment. She swallowed hard. “You are an evil monster.” “No. Tonight you will have an evil monster and tomorrow you will beg Ysalane for Magic smoke to make the pain go away. Tomorrow you will beg me to touch you to help you heal. You think el jefe only likes to cut and suck blood from my face? Think again.”

He lit one, puffed and blew out the smoke, letting out a contented sigh. After a while he brought out his phone and opened a folder, Angel watched as he played a video of Daniel molesting the she-wolf that killed herself before they went off to the frosty island. And then the very young Blaze. Angel figured the pup would not be more than ten at the time, his loud cry rented the air. The guy slipped his hand inside his pants and started to jerk off while watching the video. Angel felt a tsunami of rage well inside him. Nadia shut her eyes, placing her hands over her ears, wishing the sound to stop. She cried quietly.

I was determined not to leave without seeing Ares so when I was about to leave, I asked, “Have you seen Ares this morning, Angela?” “Yes ma’am, he’s in his study.” She replied and I smiled warmly. “Great, alright, wait for me in the car, I’ll be right there.” I instructed and she nodded and went away. I walked towards his study with a smile, remembering how he had let me wrap my body around his the other night, I thought he would warm up to me. I didn’t expect him to be with anyone so I walked in without knocking. My eyes met the most gruesome sight, Wendy was on Ares’s laps and her lips were against his. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I felt a torrent of blood rushing to my hea

Damien emerged from the shower, wrapped in a robe, with a noticeable scratch across his chest—a testament to their recent passionate encounter. Serena's gaze was bold and unrestrained as she admired his well-toned physique. Droplets of water traced down his defined muscles and the towel draped over him seemed to hold a tantalizing allure. Under the dim light, she unabashedly took in every inch of him from top to bottom. Though she'd touched him many times before, he remained irresistibly captivating. Damien didn't shy away from her brazen stare, allowing her eyes to roam freely over him. "Ready for another round?”

Have you heard from Angelia? No, but she is still alive. I sighed, flopping back across my bed. It was better than nothing. Do you remember Vera, Glenda? I frowned. Why would she bring up Vera? She was about the same age as Angelia if I remembered. I remembered her being in the dungeon with us, but she wasn’t sold to Midnight. Why? I reached her recently… Just briefly. She told me that she was taken to a small pack in the north called Skyfall. The alpha looks a lot like Jay, but he was called Calvin Wilson, and he didn’t carry himself like someone from Fluorite.

Wren’s sensual light surrounded us, his fingers and tongue working my clit and nipples as my body was claimed. The Vortex Core ignited. Lovers from every era and realm were drawn into the spiraling orgy. The chamber became a whirlwind of flesh and light. Bodies spun and joined in the currents—cocks plunging deep, mouths devouring, hands gripping sweat-slick skin. Vespera was at the eye of the storm: Draven pounding her pussy, Lorien’s mouth and fingers driving her wild, Sable now straddling her face so she could lick desperately while being fucked.

DANIEL “This place looks huge. Will there be a lot of people?” Angel’s voice wavered as she stared out the window at the high-rise building in Vegas. “But I’ll be there, just keep your eyes on me,” I watched her profile, the way fear painted itself across her features. She was trying so hard to be brave, my little Angel, but I could smell the terror on her. It made me want to fuck her again. Right here in the car. I wanted to remind her that fear was just another kind of arousal when it came from the right source.