Hazbin Hotel Alastor X Angel Dust Comic Novels & Stories

“He’s a real son of a bitch too. He is the one who placed the blood seal on the mausoleum.” “He never liked me, to begin with, even more after I started banging his estranged daughter,” Aleister said with a laugh. “He took pleaser in locking me away.” “Um, hello everyone….” Angelica stood in the doorway of her room, rubbing her eyes. “Is that potato stew I smell?” “Well, hello sunshine, did you sleep well?” Astra asked as Angelica sat at the table in between the guys. “I slept like a log.” Angelica said as she dug into a bowl as soon as Astra placed it in front of her.

I chuckled. "I-" I suddenly felt dizzy and held onto the counter for support. "Are you okay?" Theodore asked. I was just about to tell him I was fine when another wave of dizziness hit me but this time I wasn't able to stay conscious. Before I lost my consciousness, I felt myself fall into Theodore's arms. ♥FEW MINUTES LATER♥ I slowly opened my eyes letting them adjust to the lighting of the room. I realized I was in Theodore's room and he was sitting by the bed and holding my hand. Xavier was leaning against the wall with a serious expression on his face.

“Please zip it. I don't want to be mean to you, but that doesn't mean you should take me for a fool.” “I don't.” “That's right. You shouldn't.” I bark, He takes a step back. I am still in my trail of thoughts when the door to my father-in-law's room is pushed open. I turn to find Alessandro shirtless, and a syringe in his arm. A smile creeps up my lips. His chiseled chest, and tanned skin. He makes me want to… Angel appears in the room. My lashes flutter thrice. Am I dreaming?

I looked at him, and I waited for another image to pop on my screen, which it did. The image of the house popped again, and I said, “Hotel. Hazbin hotel. Goldsmith cash. Hazbin hotel.” He didn’t understand that I said then he was dumb. Too dumb to be a healer, he tapped furiously on the screen of his phone he was going to break it, and it was certain. He showed me an image of a big building with the name ‘Hazbin hotel.’ On it, I nodded with excitement, and he smiled too. We had finally come to an agreement, and it was so fulfilling.

look of concern and panic for her feels our veins with fire and acid. 'He lied! He never cared. He never wanted us. We will make his life a living hell.' Ahrimon's baleful voice fills my head and like a woman scorned she makes up her mind to end him. We watch as he spins around and searches the crowd for her, but to our satisfaction he can’t find her. “NO!” We hear him scream and that’s when we spot her. The stupid bitch thinks she can take us on and pushing against the screaming crowd trying to get to us. Ahrimon's chest rumbles in delight at the thought of ripping her limb from limb and becomes distracted with her blood lust. We didn't see her stupid wolf come from the side and weren’t ex

Some people turned to look at them, then continued dancing. She stood in place as the man approached her. She was magnetized by his alluring hazel eyes. They had a weird glint to them, she just couldn't explain it. "Hello ma'am. Are you okay?" His voice was smooth and soft like silk. He had a faint accent which she couldn't place. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." She noticed Diego moving to the back door and she followed him, completely ignoring the man who helped her. She followed Diego out of the club and into the alleyway beside the club. He was on his phone, trying to call someone. She walked towards him and grabbed the phone, he was calling Alberto, his accomplice. She ended the call and kep

“Nobody is loyal to you. You think coming into our town, wiping a few mob head is enough? You don't kill a king and take over, thinking your territory will not be threatened when you left other kings.” “I was being benovelent by not killing them,” I said sadly. “I did not want to loose all my humanity. “Well,” Brody barked out a dry laugh. “It's gotten you here.” What drug?” “Angel dust,” Brody confirmed. I slammed the table hard in anger, remembering why I had banned that drug. “Someone is selling Angel dust in our town?” “Worse,” Brody laughed, seeing to enjoy this. “Someone is fucking you up, taking over your coke and heroine business and they started by selling Angel dust.”

I struggled to breathe, every movement sending fresh waves of pain through my battered body. When I finally got up, I wandered to the mess they'd left behind. The coffee table was littered with bottles, cigarette butts, and crumpled bills. Amidst all the mess, my gaze had caught on a slick black card lying. It was dusted with white powder-the stuff used to cut lines. I picked it up, turning it over in my hands. In bold letters across the middle was a name-Valaro-along with a website.

“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.

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.