Hazbin Hotel Cherri Bomb And Angel Dust Novels & Stories

You declared to submit your life for me and dedicated yourself to my world. Aren’t your hands painted with blood too? Didn’t you let your dick taste pussies and ass? Didn’t you inhale the smoke of gunfire after shooting people to your heart content? Don’t you fucking show me this attitude. I gave you this life. I gave you money. I gave you all this luxury, because you wanted it. And now you dare rub it on my face????

A moment earlier, inside the ballroom. Behind the smile etched on his face, Dexter couldn't hide his concern for Narsha. “What did that woman say to you? Am I still not allowed to know?” Narsha took a deep breath before revealing, “She and Gaby conspired to poison Cherish with painkillers. The bruises, you remember? Only Charlene knew that Cherish had a severe allergy to that medication.” Dexter frowned, wondering why Narsha had kept such a big secret from him. But he swallowed his anger, realizing that it was in the past and grateful that Narsha had at least told him now.

Angel strolled in wearing Tony’s big black shirt over his own faded blue jeans and white rubber shoes. Headphones—the one they bought in one of their travels—resting over his neck. Music was still quietly playing. They could hear it from their position. Angel was humming softly to the music, holding two coffees in styrofoam each in his hands. One was opened without a lid—steaming—then he blew on it. The thin smoke disappeared like a ghost. His eyes immediately widened at the sight that appeared before him. He recognized Beth instantly, then his gaze drifted to Tony.

Carrying him immediately on the living room, he was worried. “Pocco, wake up,” he said but his eyes were still shut. Evangeline followed them and in panic to see a man bleeding, she couldn’t bare a human being harmed, because it was her duty, back in the Angel’s Empire, to protect human. The blood of Pocco was making him crazy, he bit his lower lip as he tried to ignore his cravings. He didn’t want to harm Pocco, he was not afraid that Evangeline might see him because she already knew who and what he was, but he was afraid that he would lose control of himself again.

Deciding its finally time to figure out what's going on, I open my eyes and push myself up so that I am sitting next to Salem with Levi on the other side of him. "Tell me." I state simply, cutting straight to the chase. "How much did you hear?" Levi teases with a smirk. "Angel..." Salem begins to say, but I stop him. "More than enough, now tell me." I reply, narrowing my eyes at Levi. "Damien believes he can help sort out your whole soul situation with Hades, but you're not going to like it." Levi tells me, making my eyes widen in surprise. "Continue." I urge curiously.

“What about Chris?” At the mention of her fairy boyfriend, Reebah instantly tensed and looked as though she wouldn’t be able to hold back the tears for another moment. Then a change came over her so suddenly that it shocked Angel to see. Her entire being seemed to harden, as though someone was pouring concrete over her. She turned away from Angel and glared into the mirror even as she stated, “We all knew that was destined to fail from the beginning. He’s a fairy and I’m a werewolf. It could never work.”

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.

“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.”

Hers dropped and perhaps I imagined it, but from my side, Angel let out a small snicker that would have gone unnoticed if I wasn’t so tuned in to her every move. I glanced over, curious to once again catch that light in her eyes and the extent they’d go in drawing out her hypnotic smile. She met my gaze and sealed her lips, denying me the most addictive pleasure. I glared. “Oh…hi, who is this...pretty little mouse over here?” Cherry’s smile strained as she struggled to keep the judgement away. Her eyes scanned Angel through and through. The bun. The flip-flops. The towel. The oversized jacket. “That’s my w-”

Cengiz pulled her closer to him and looked at her with a serious look, “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word” he said quietly, thinking maybe it was time to put an end to his bad addiction. Angela listened quietly, “I’m not going to tell you to stop honey, when you want to, you will do it yourself” she said as she looked up into his eyes, thinking they had been through a lot together over the years. On the opposite side of the city, Hunter was sitting inside a bar, enjoying some drinks to celebrate the first of Adrian’s many downfalls. He was the one who had got someone to put the illegal substances in the hotel and call the police.