Angel Dust X Alastor Novels & Stories

The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the lush foliage; a peaceful place to the chaos in my heart. Alex's musky, earthy aroma blew toward me on the light breeze and my body responded before my mind could catch up; a warmth pooled in my stomach. Stepping out from the shadows, his voice low and intense, he murmured, "You can't ignore this. We’re bonded, Elysia." I stepped back, my palms sweaty. "I'm not ready for this," I whispered, my voice trembling. Alex took a step closer, his gaze never leaving mine. "You don't have a choice," he said, his voice a seductive growl.

Everyone got terrified. "Woah...!" I exclaimed when the guy was looking more like an angel as he got up again. He roared very loud to the sky and the next thing was something no one saw. I saw Phoenix lying on the ground as I got pulled up higher and higher into the sky. I could see my mother in distress and all the other witches beneath my feet while the Angel guy was taking me away. I could detach myself from him but..it seemed like... going with him would stop the fray at the chamber. I looked up at him and...his green glowing eyes seemed so beautiful. He wasn't scowling or... doing anything else but ...just eloping with me. I continued to look at him until he took me so high to the highe

"Actually, not sent. We were asked to come here. " “Whatever it's called, Hailey has already left you guys to me. So I will take care of you as long as you are in my hands. ” Rome shook Beverly and Jakcson's hand in a friendly manner. "Thank you, Rome." Beverly said sincerely. "You're welcome." Rome asks Beverly and Jackson to walk following him. "What are your names, by the way?" "Oh," Beverly took Jackson's hand as he walked behind Rome. “I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Elsa Alexis. And this is my fiancé Freddy Nelson. "

All of the bookshelves fell and the air was filled with dust and ripped pages. Asty slowly lifted herself to sit on the table while rubbing her wrists which had the marks of the forceful stranger. Chaol looked at her and his eyes softened as he reached out to careers her woman's wet cheeks. Asty grabs his arms and pulls him into a hug. She clutched into him and he could feel the trembling of her body. Chaol notices the mark on the side of her nape which made his blood boil even more. "I'm here," he reassured her. "I'm here. I heard you. I'm here."

“April Foster. That’s General Alastor.” I squint my eyes at Scott before forcing back up a kind expression for the lycan. “It’s actually April Angel,” I correct the stupid Alpha, offering a hand for the general to take. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, General Alastor.” “How fitting,” the general comments, a huge grin appearing on his stoic face. “The pleasure is all mine, Dr. Angel.” He takes my hand, shaking it, and I am surprised at how gentle the handshake feels because I was rather expecting him to crush my fingers in a tight grip. His hand is huge compared to mine, and I have to actively keep myself from shuddering as his deep voice vibrates along my nerves through our connection.

she was down to pleading. Maya tweaked it daintily with her hands, bringing it to her face. Seeing the pictures, she couldn't stop the anger from warming her up, and for a while, she was oblivious to everything else. They were pictures, and in them were photos of Damon behind Allysia, who was in a lacy red bra and matching panties, with her ass pressed into Don's groin and hands tied behind her. In the next one, he wrapped his fingers against her neck, the other flat on her abdomen, and her earlobe between his teeth.

Her steely gaze held disappointment and sadness. I don't give a damn, though. She can join the club. Bastian, a dragon shifter from the dragon realm, came to see me and his gaze held disappointment too. It also contained the added touch of anger, which I deserved. In my grief over the death of my beloved bride, I tried to kidnap Bastian's son, Ashrac. The human bride of Laryn, another of my dragon brothers, tried to stop me. I practically burned her to a crisp, incinerating most of her body. The horror of what I did haunts me, and forgiveness is not what I seek.

If they try, I will challenge my father to a blood duel right in the Council Judgment Hall. "Hey! High Alpha Lestat actually showed up to a hunt party!" Elijah Blackwell booms, his massive arm slapping across my back. Elijah is almost as tall as I am, built like a giant silverback bear from training with the elite guards of the First Alpha Bloodline. A bad silver-blade injury to his shoulder ended his days as a frontline warrior, so he joined the Alpha Council Alliance instead. He has a tuft of messy yellow hair, a thick golden tan, and a big goofy grin that makes him look like a dumb pup, but he is one of the sharpest minds in the Moonfang Dominion. He is already half-blind from drinking fe

Alastor growled impatiently. "Only a kiss. Do not touch me." My heart was bleeding. Marcel, please forgive me. Lisa began to sing. Her voice was melodious. The lyrics was gripping at my heart, tugging at my soul. She was asking me to hold on. But I leaned in. And I kissed Alastor's lips. He groaned, grabbing my waist. "You taste so freaking good, baby. I can't wait to fuck you." I was disgusted, but I didn't let it show.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.