Angel Dust Vore Novels & Stories

A loud crack sounded and Bernard fell heavily under Aster. "Call Vorlyk; his back is broken." Aster shifted to human and managed to get the words past his bloodied lips. Aster crawled several feet away and rolled to his side, facing her. "I challenge." There was no place on his body without blood, bruises, or teeth marks. Esta had had enough. She marched toward him, fury in every cell in her body. From the corner of her eye, she saw Vorlyk feeding from Bernard. Aster struggled to his knees, weaving back and forth like a punching bag in slow motion.

He watched intensely and after an hour those eggs hatched and Alfe saw a horrific sight. Those tiny eggs are minute monsters. Without the microscope, nobody could see them. Alfe tried to test the ability of those unseen monsters. He pricked his finger and drop blood to the specimen. He was right. They were blood sucker. He also put a tiny piece of sausage and he was again. They are flesh eaters. By these observations, Alfe knew that Angel will only last for about an hour from now. It was too late for them to rescue her. Her body was already occupied by those tiny blood thirsty monsters.

Chester's eyes go wide while his face pales. "I am done playing with you. You are not worth my time." Ansiel walks towards him with his angel speed. He grabs Chester by the neck and jerks it violently. I hear the snap of his neck. Ansiel is vibrating. I never knew my angel side can be this violent. I need to make sure never to piss him off.

"You wanted to possess the anomaly. So, claim it." Arga growled, the sound barely human. He grabbed Anji’s shoulders, his fingers digging deep into the fabric and skin, pulling him into a searing kiss. It was an act of surrender masked as dominance. They moved in a tangled rhythm of chaos, a mess of leather, silk, and heat. The office had become an arena. Arga’s professional veneer shattered completely; he wasn't thinking about board members, stock portfolios, or security logs. He was lost in the sensory vacuum of the drug, anchored only by the burning sensation radiating from Anji.

To spread your legs for the monster who destroyed you? “Shut up,” I hissed under my breath, though whether to Vael or to the god in my head, I could not tell. Vael did not stop. His tongue pushed harder, teasing me open, until my thighs trembled and my head fell back into the beddings. I bit my hand to keep from crying out. At last he pulled back, lips glistening, eyes blazing. “Sweet Aurelian. You taste like sin.” He reached for the oil by the bedside, uncorked it with his teeth. “You will take me now.”

Angel whispered. “B-below the neckline. Where my shirt hides it.” The bastard grinned. Feral. He felt it stretch against his skin. Then—bite. Right below his collarbone. “Ahhh—are you a fucking dog?!” Angel yelped. “So this spot's okay?” the silver-eyed demon teased, voice all velvet and venom. “Y-yes,” he whispered while squirming. “P-please…” he begged again, “...just… be gentle.” The psycho laughed—low and sexy.

That was the only word that I got hold of. I wondered if the Vampire had crossed their barrier so.. I waited for some time to listen carefully for a bit. "Uh..what's going on.." Anita asked curiously. "The angel...she's up but.. causing trouble. " "What did she do...Did she kill?" Anita snarled as she started going deep inquisitively. "No...she takes a host and.."

She pressed her lips and got nervous, she was too excited to share them their story with them that she forgot about not letting out that part with them. Blake and Evangeline looked at each other. Evangeline now understood that the moment that the Angels' Empire discovered a vampire living in the human world and sucked blood, it happened at the moment. "Bit his neck?" Pocco wondered and stared at Blake, his template created a wave as he tried to think what she meant by beating the culprit's neck. Veronica was shivering and looking at Blake, looking apologetic for not controlling her mouth from speaking. She knew that her mistake couldn't be rectified later, she shouldn't be careless.

Also, trying to get a sight of the thick forest which they called Pyknossè Forest made goosebumps the hell outta me. While we're both walking in the corridor Cyrvian insisted to grab some dinner in the cafeteria so I just ordered him to get one for me. Ah Cyrvian is such a nice person, he do not deserve me as his master. I continued my way to our cabin when there's this weird sound echoing in the hallway. "Ah-hmm--J-just ahh...down there-aahh" Damn it!? Was it a moan from a woman?

I purred, rolling my hips until his knuckles kissed the mouth of my womb. “The devil just found his god.” Azrael’s answering growl vibrated straight through my spine. He hated losing control. He hated even more that he couldn’t tear his eyes off the holo-feed still burning across the glass: Vuk’s massive frame silhouetted in moonlight, the tiny white-haired girl impaled and shaking on his knot, both of them glowing like a fallen star swallowed by hellfire. I licked a slow stripe up his throat, tasting smoke and pure envy.