How Did Angel Dust Die Novels & Stories

Your angel herself appointed that poor guy to kill you yet this psychotic bastard killed him. "Dammit!! I'll kill you bastard" I bursted staring at my phone and with my corner eye I saw the Satan across me subtly jolted. In the end, Angel died and that mafia bastard survived. Anger was dripping from me after reading this book. Bullshit. Stupid Angel!! Instead of killing him, she killed herself. Bitch!! "Ughhhhhh!!! Bitch!!" I groaned as Harold was watching me with wide eyes. Probably shocked but I was angry.

"Carlo Benedetti confessed everything." "He and Angelina were involved long before your brother died." "You've been raising another man's son while killing your own flesh and blood." "By the way," I added, "Angelina is dead." Darren's head snapped up. "What?" "When we took Carlo Benedetti, she knew the game was up." "She took poison." "As she died, she cursed you for being a blind fool." Darren completely broke down, clutching his head and sobbing. "I was wrong... I was so wrong..."

"Miles, you should probably go back to your room. You know you passed out days ago from excessive alcohol intake, and you don't look too good. I've relieved you from the stress of pack duties for the meantime. You need to rest and get back on your feet. I'll handle it on my own." Motionless and frozen near the window, teeth gritting. Dane's gaze was palpable throughout, an expectation for words to break the silence. Yet, there was only the weight of unspoken thoughts, too heavy and frightening to be voiced. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "Angel... I think Angel is dead. I think someone must have killed her," I said, my voice low, not hiding the fear in it. Dane was by my side in seconds as

Cole said. “That is not the plan. I plan to let them burn with this shit hole,” Angel said. “No, Angel. I have a special dose of death serum for that bastard. I want him and his sons to be very dead. I am not taking chances with him, when I am done with him, then you can burn this shit hole down with their bodies in it. I must admit that’s the only way to wipe out the evidence that you guys were ever here,” Cole countered. Angel took his time to think about that piece of information. ‘Death serum, huh?’ Angel thought perhaps that would be a nice addition to his plans. He nodded in agreement.

He has fallen in love. "Love?" Adonis let out a scoff and levitated the coughing death angel with the movement of his hands once more. "Pl... Please have mercy" the death angel cried but mercy was not a thing for the king of death. His hands clenched into a fist and the face of the death angel turned pale. His body dropped to the floor harshly, oozing out more red blood. The others stared at the sight as the body of the death angel vanished slowly, fading away into thin air. He had broken the most important rule of never falling for a human and his punishment, he had received.

Her own recklessness had caused her death. Grief overwhelmed him, and the pain in his chest became unbearable. He clutched at his heart, gasping for breath. His staff rushed to his side, but it was too late. His heart gave out under the weight of his grief, and he collapsed to the floor, dead within moments. Back at the hospital, Angel slowly awoke, her eyes fluttering open to the sight of Alex sitting by her side. She reached for his hand, her voice soft and shaky. “Alex, are you okay?”

My lo- I stopped there and opened my eyes. All I could see was a blurry world around me. It was not because of rage. But the despair that followed. My jaw clenched as did my fists. My head was pushed back on the headrest of my chair. Angel lied to me. She hid the truth from me. She hid the fact that she could be killed that night. And that terrified me. All the possibilities of that night, scared me. All that could ever happen. What if someone hurt my Angel badly? What if they accidentally shot her! What if they kil-NO!

She hiccups a little, and tears fall over her eyes. "Every time I look at where Matt and Angel used to live, I can feel the guilt eating a hole in my chest." I hate the way she looks up at me. Her eyes were so genuinely filled with shame. "I guess technically you could add Angels body to my count." She scoffs and tries to turn away yet again. "Stop that. Angel made her choice, and you had nothing to do with it." Angel had killed herself. I didn't see it coming, not even a little.

“Master Cummingham, you are a highly respected man. You should seek justice from Cronus, not just for yourself, but for us all in the society too.” The crowd gave suggestions to Alan. Alan nodded and turned to Angel. “It’s time to pay for your crimes, Angel. End yourself.” The words washed color off Angel’s face. Angel stared at the hostile crowd before turning to the stoic-faced Jeremiah with despair. He knew he had nowhere to run. Angel could at least die with dignity if he died by his own hands. “Give me a knife.” Moments later, Angel ended himself. Without looking at Angel’s lifeless body, Alan said in a flat tone, “Leo.”

Silvester whispered. He knew what happened back in the syndicate when Harrison killed Angelica and he couldn't get over the death. No one was able to get a hold of him and Silvester did not expect them to arrive at the last minute to help save Dianne. He was thankful and now, they're safe. And he hopes his brother is safe too. "Silvester? Silvester!" Harrison shouted when all of Silvester's energy drained and he collapsed. Shouting was heard before he finally passed out.