Angel Dust X Valentino Lemon Novels & Stories

Jethro shook the glass of wine in his hand, his eyes dark and menacing. After the birthday party ended, Clement sat in his room, continuously excited about Emma's gift. He didn't open it in front of all the guests because he wanted to enjoy the happiness alone. He carefully peeled off the outer layer as if it would hurt, and when he opened it, his eyes brightened. An exquisite music box, made of wood, on top of which was a little girl lifting her dress in a bowing posture. Clement noticed a gemstone pendant on the girl's neck, which he recognized as Alexandrite.

"You looked so sweet, I couldn’t take my eyes off you Angel" Finally I got rid of the stupid shirt and peeled my pants aggressively, kicking them off my feet then I stood above her shamelessly showcasing my full long jolted erection. ***VAL’S POV*** I swallowed hard at the magnificent sight yet again my throat constricts giving me a flashback,I bet if I could have my hand around it,it was just so huge. I thought, drinking thirstily, aching to have him inside of me already. The excitement that comes from just having to see him aroused and ready.

The look on his face when he takes a sip of what he expects to be a rich, velvety red, only to find it’s basically grape-flavored water, is priceless. He takes it all in infuriatingly good stride, barely acknowledging my antics. Until, on the second day, I push just a little too far. I am dusting a bookshelf. Aggressively. I'm practically trying to remove the varnish with my feather duster. Valentine watches from the doorway, his eyes narrowed, that subtle scent of cinnamon growing stronger, a sign of his growing annoyance. “You are not actually dusting, are you?” “Wouldn’t you like to know.” I give a particularly vigorous swipe at a row of books.

He didn't need to bring it up. The moment he did, tears started streaming down my face, unstoppable. Summoning every ounce of strength I had, I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. His head snapped to the side under the force of the blow. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "You've outdone yourself. Cheating on me and not even springing for a motel. A whole month, holed up in your car like a rat." Ian's face shifted, turning shades of blue and purple, his lips pressing into a thin line. "You don't have to be so harsh with your words," he said, his voice tight.

“In front of your company, your people! And Damon just stood there, defending her like she was royalty. Like she was more than what she is, a filthy Omega who was supposed to die alone in some ditch! And yet he gave her his shares. He gave her everything that he fought to build. He has been sharing things with her. The two of them spent the entire day together in their office. I'm forced to just sit back and watch them. She stares back at me. She speaks to me. She refers to me as Lysandra rather than Luna. And I'm supposed to stand back and listen? Who does she think she is?” I sat quietly in my chair, sipping from my glass of scotch. My fingers tapped against the armrest as I watched her un

(VALERIA POV) My lips shook when I heard what Lycan king Xyrus said. Was he not the one who delayed me today? I can see clearly now that he is in a terrible mood. I flashed a quick smile at him and walked away from his side. “We will be taking all the dresses,” I said and the salesgirl got on with the packing. When she was done, we were taken to where the bills would be calculated.

Asher let his eyes move over her, from head to toe, like a man appraising a weapon disguised as art. “Pleasantries from an unknown.” His words came calmly. Silence fell between them for a moment. “Forgive me, Nero,” she said, her voice low and deliberate, slicing through the stillness of the room. Even behind the veil, he could see the slow, precise movement of her lips. Asher lay back, eyes narrowing. “Valen’s bird,” he said, his voice low and solid. “I have only one job for you.” “Amanda,” she said smoothly, just as Caleb emerged from the staircase behind her.

she ordered me and heaved a sigh as she put dots on my face using a new lipstick pen. Gemma was putting dots on my face when Elenita came. “We’re almost done, Elenita,” She glanced at her, smiling at her arts as she pressed the point of the lipstick on the tip of my nose. She handed me the lipstick. “Don’t worry, Angela. This is hypoallergenic. You can have this. At least this one won’t smear your face every time you sweat or cry.” Her staff came in, folding the clothes and placing them in the paper bag.

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

A stream oozed from her lower body and fell on his neck and dripped down on his shirt. Devi heavily panted as she squirted over his neck, Zoravec looked up towards her satisfied face. He smiled at the woman and then shook his head upon noticing that he had come in the pants too. Devi caressed his cheek and retreated her tail from his jeans when he whispered upon kissing her hand. [Haha, fuck1 You sure are a tempting demoness~] - Zoravec Devi peeked under the table and saw him licking his lips where the droplets of her squirting had fallen. Zoravec licked her thighs clean and placed a peck on her swollen sensitive clit.