Dance Central-angel Novels & Stories

Angel’s POV Back when Angel used to come here—years ago—with Federico and Bianca, his childhood friends, they’d once snuck behind the counter. Drunk and laughing. And they had found it. A slim metal door that led to the alley. Half opened. They had been young and stupid back then. And now, he needed that escape route. He pushed the bar’s door open. The soft ring of the bell above him sounded louder than it should have. Only two people were inside.

An angel among sinners. A beautiful brunette with black hair and a white dress was dancing to the sensual music, grinding seductively to every beat. She moved to the rhythm, hypnotizing me. I realized I wasn't the only one who noticed her; several men had stopped just to watch her dance. The angel in the middle of the dance floor suddenly looked at me, as if she could feel my attention amidst the crowd. I watched, fully aroused, as the dirty girl slid her hands up her glorious legs, over her stomach, and up to her generous breasts, giving me a vivid, fucking clear mental image of what it would be like if it were my hands touching her. My dick, hard as a rock, made me shift uncomfortably. I t

“The day after tomorrow.” My heart skipped. So soon. Japheth hadn’t told me yet. Was he planning to? Or was he waiting for the right moment? I smiled to myself. If he wanted to call me into his bedroom just to tell me the date, I wouldn’t complain. Not even a little. “You should get prepared,” Angel wrote. “And get me prepared too.” I nodded. Packing her things was my responsibility. As I left her room, I wondered if I should ask my assistant to help. It would be easier, but part of me wanted to do it myself.

She let out a heavy sigh. If Angel had heard about it already, it meant the whole club knew about it, “how is the news always spreading so fast around here?” She thought to herself as she kept on walking. Angel was almost always the last person to hear rumours in the club, as she did not relate to most girls in the club. After cleaning off all that heavy makeup, she got changed into a proper outfit, a short halter neck, and a backless dress.

That was most definitely true. “So, you’re the angel who volunteered to help our dearest grandmother?” Anelia swallowed her food, before looking at Dave. Angel? She was definitely no angel and she did not exactly volunteer to work for Mrs Hally. Her eyes skittered over to Dexter, who sat back watching in silence, for a second before settling back on Dave. “Uh, I wouldn’t really call myself an angel but yeah I’ve been helping her out which I guess I won’t be doing anymore, considering she has now moved to her home.”

Amy faced towards me and said "Down the staircase is the common hall. This is known as a common assembly room. You will find all angels assemble here for celebrations on events, group chats, discussion of common issues. We came downstairs and I can see there is a large strong wooden door in the middle of the hall painted in the color of chestnut brown. The door was open and I can see the same fountain which I saw from my window. Amy: "Hi my sweet Angels. Hope you have a good sleep. We have a new friend added to our family. Her name is Casie. She came here last night and will be staying with us." All angels waved at me and gave welcoming smile. I smiled back and waved them.

Gerand and Rhesalyn blushed faintly. "Well since Mhadz is not in town I need a place to eat dinner" Gerand explained. "Yea right" angel said sarcastically. "Let's go Gerand" Rhesalyn said pushing him. "Bye Angel" they said in unison. Darlene and Mush remained in the room afterwards. "How was your day Angel" Mush asked. "It was fine; zhul's parents are really nice." angel answered. "They are, Mrs.Alexis is always smiling and Mr.Alexis is always so hyper" Darlene said.

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

Night Angel sounds pure and pure in its name, but it's just an appearance because Angel is the tallest building in Daisy City and where lavish parties often take the place of billions of rich players. Today's example is no different. The party of guys who like to wear the mask of a friend with a friendly smile to hide the stench of his evil and depraved nature. "Mister Michael, may I offer you a drink?" - A girl's soft, soothing voice resounded.