Does Angel Dust Have A Sister Novels & Stories

“We don’t know who’s out there, so i will go check it out” Sylvester walked towards the door while angelina stubbournly followed behind but To his surprise, the door opened and tasha williams stuck her head in. She stopped when her gaze rested on sylvester. Tasha was desmond's adopted sister and shared a bond with sylvester which he called "god siblings" blonde, Tall, fair and a full definition of gorgeous . All the things angelina wasn’t. She had a beautiful but excited gleam visible in her warm green eyes but when she noticed the little feminine figure behind sylvester, the excitement was replaced with unhappiness and displeasure. “Aren’t you glad to see me and......who is she??”

I don't feel any worse from it nor do I feel any better. Time passes quickly before he seems to thump onto his feet, followed by the sound of frantic footsteps. "Angel!" Salem's familiar voice calls out in relief. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my kitten, and WHY THE HELL IS SHE NAKED?!" Crimson's voice screeches. "What happened?" Beau's calm yet stern voice questions. "My brother." Is all I manage to choke out before everything goes black.

The distance to my room seemed endless, my thoughts a cacophony of confusion and forbidden longing. Finally reaching the sanctuary of my room, I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, gasping for breath. My heart was still racing, my mind eager to replay every second of that kiss. How had I let this happen? Nicholas was my sister's ex-husband, a boundary I had always promised myself I would never cross.

But now, it didn’t make sense. “What about him?” Chris turned to look at his eldest sister. He knew although his eldest sister was gentle and appeared docile, she was sharp as a razor; She was after all born and bred as the second in line of the Walter empire. It was only after all her siblings grew up, one more outstanding than the other, that she happily moved to hide behind them. “He was very nervous.” Angel repeated her thoughts out loud “I didn’t think much at that time, everyone was stressed but now that I think about it, it seemed odd.”

They shook their heads. "I'll take care of that," Angel said from behind me, making me jump. "You may as well pass for a stalker," I said when I realized she was the one. She shrugged. "Would be honored." She grinned squatting to meet the kids at eye level. "Hi. I'm Aunty Angel Tristan's sister." Their eyes shot up at me, then back to Angel. "Daddy's sister?" They asked in unison. "Daddy?" She turned to look at me with a wicked grin, but I was already scurrying off.

But how, especially if it felt like someone had thrown me a bomb for having a lot of surprises. "What's going on here, Josh?" I asked. Though this was one of the reasons why I was here. To know the truth. "Who is she? Please enlighten me right now because I don't know what's happening." "Angel...we can talk alone," he offered. “Let's make Beatrice stay out of our issues. She has nothing to do with it. She did not know anything.” My heart hammered against my chest. Angel. His wife's sister? "Why? Because you don't want that woman to know what you did to my sister?"

He was still alive when they started to cut parts off. I had him cremated and when Angelica left rehab, we held a memorial for him. She showed up drunk, and three weeks later she was fully off the wagon, washing down benzos with a glass wine. Some people just can’t be rescued, and my sister is one of those people. Making my peace with that was harder than I thought it would be. Cutting her off felt wrong on every level, but I had a wife and a child now, I couldn't keep pouring energy into my wayward sister and her destruction.

“Wait so your name is Angel?” I ask Daerius’ sister. “Yeah, fits great doesn’t it?” She scoffs. “That’s because you try your hardest to prove that your name doesn’t fit,” a man says, walking up to us. “Oh! Lyza this is Gamma Mykael, he gets to hang out with us today. My brother never lets me leave without at least four guards and either Mykael, our Beta, or himself,” Angel mutters in annoyance.

After Jaycee gave her an odd look, she shook her hand. "Hi, I'm Ashley. Angel's sister. I'm Rider's old lady, and mom to his and my sister's kids." Ash introduced. "Nice to meet you." Jaycee laughed. Now she could see Angel in her and it actually warmed her heart. Oh how she missed her friend. Her heart ached at her absense. Maybe she could learn to be friends with her sister. She hated to admit it, but it would affect the kids. And they had suffered enough. Tomorrow they were going to visit her grave.

Cassie’s POV "Brother! Cassie, this is Dax, my handsome and passionate brother. Dax, this is Cassie—my friend and a single mother to a delightful little boy," Angel introduced us. A strange sense of déjà vu washed over me. It felt as though I had met him before, somewhere in my past. The sensation was overwhelming, but I managed to pull myself back to the present. "Are you both alright?" Angel asked, noticing our stunned silence. "You both stopped and stared as if you were lost in another world."