Husk X Angel Dust Novels & Stories

Each note became a shared confession, a language of its own, expressing what words often failed to convey. I was the angel that fell in love with the devil. But could the devil fall in love with the angel? I leaned back, a drink in my hand, the ice clinking as I took a slow sip. The sting of the whiskey slid down my throat, and I set the glass down on the table. My eyes scanned the room, taking in each of my men, my team, my family. "We're not getting ambushed again," I stated. "Let's go over the plan once again and make sure every detail is accounted for."

Eventually, she was even willing to work for only three thousand a month. Still, nobody wanted her. Because of her arrogance in the past, she had already gotten on the bad side of many influential figures in the business. She had already been blacklisted ages ago. Seeing her crouching on the stairs, sobbing in despair as she hugged her knees, I remembered the first day I met her, when she'd first escaped from her family. Back then, she didn't have a thing. Back then, I pitied her and reached out to help. But this time, I turned my head and left.

I suddenly felt a gentle squeeze in my hand as Keir whispered in his magnetic voice, “I am sorry. I didn’t know about your mom or I wouldn’t have asked about it.” Smiling at him, I only managed to mumble feebly, “It is alright.” Suddenly, noticing some green sparkling powder, I asked curiously, “What is that? It looks beautiful.” “That is Addicto, a rare and poisonous drug. Don’t even look at that,” Keir warned instantly, pulling me closer. He added irritatedly, “Damn! That stall is overcrowded. I don’t understand why everyone is paying to buy death.” While giggling, I pointed at another stall, “What about visiting that stall? It is called ‘Angel’s den’. Do you wanna meet some angels?”

They would go from clothes shopping to book shopping. “Oh, Hana?” KJ called from the front seat. He cocked his head, silently questioning his brother, but KJ looked past him and snapped his fingers. Angel shook her head, a smile smile touching her lips. “What song is that?” “I saw her standing there,” she replied. Inching closer to Calvin, she removed the headphones and slipped it over his head. He heard the last parts of the song before it ended. As another began to play, Angel ended it. “By the beetles. You called me?”

"But dude, I said I'm sorry. It hasn't gotten to this" "Of course it has. You know I forgot to add the phrase, 'again' to my first sentence. You know this is the third time you'll be doing this shit. I've caught you twice and I spared you 'cause you promised you weren't gonna do this shit anymore, but here you are caught red handed. You deserve to rot in hell, man. You fucking know that when you take these things, it's gonna cause a glitch in the sales and what's worse? You'll become a traitor to X-habit. Scratch that! You're already one. Move your broke ass upstairs" "But man-"

Xasha feigned disappointment. The old man's voice went from anger to embarrassment, "we would never betray anyone and let no one ever say that we of the Carbonemys tribe have ever blasphemed against our benefactors. What is your name, benefactor?" "My name is Xasha Devos Von Creig, I'm the head of the Falling Stardust Trading Company." "Nice to meet you, Xasha of the Falling Stardust, I am Ka ah Hui Bi, chieftain of the Carbonemys tribe of the Blue And Endless Valley Of Tortured Souls."

She then gives her younger brother two thousand yuan with fifty multiple tickets to keep in his space while Hui Yang doesn't have to give back the balance from the money given by Angel to her in the supermarket . That night , they boiled six hundred chicken eggs and cook five hundred dumplings taken from Angel's space . The dumplings soup keep in the plastic containers. Each plastic containers had ten dumplings with the soup . Angel also gives fifty ginsengs liquid to each of them to keep in their space . The next morning , only Angel's sneak out from the mansion and change her appearance to a young boy. She wants to sell two ginsengs to the largest pharmacy in the city.

Angel caught hold of her hand "You have to stop drinking so much, Madam was talking about kicking you out if you don't minimize your drinking." Smiling, she touched Angel's face lightly "Don't worry about me, Angel. But you must be careful around Hunk, the man hates your guts." "The man is just a piece of trash, all muscles no brain," Angel replied, rolling her eyes. "You know Hunk fucks the old cock." "You mean madam." "Yes, I have seen them more than once getting down to business. " "I'm just hearing this for the first time." Angel couldn't resist a smile

One of my board members laughed. “You okay? You look a little flushed.” I nodded. The man moved close. Very fucking close as my board member stepped beside us, smiling proudly. “Allow me to introduce you to our newest investor…” The man in front of me never took his eyes from mine. “Azrael Valchini.” My gaze flew toward the feather disappearing beneath his collar. Angel. My Angel. He was our newest investor. Azrael Valchini— Wait...Valchini? My mind quickly raced. That name...it sound so familiar...the wedding. Valchini. Wait. WHAT?!

Naomi blinked. Emma looked at him. “Why not?” “Because of this blasted machine.” He tapped the Ox-Co unit strapped to his side. “Can't smoke with the damn thing on.” Leonard stared at him. Sofia's eyebrows rose. Wade continued. “Try lighting a cigarette around all this equipment and see how quick someone starts yelling at you.” Emma's expression softened. “That's rough.” “Damn right it's rough.” “I'd be miserable.” “I am miserable.” Naomi nodded sympathetically.