Husk X Angel Dust Novels & Stories

He got up and came over to the other side of the desk and began to explain, “This portion here,” he points to the sales records of something called, Fairy Dust? “What the hell is Fairy Dust?” I ask, trying to make sense of it. Angel chuckled and began to explain, “It’s a drug.” Angel tells me, “It’s a mix of MDMA, cocaine, and a sprinkle of a secret ingredient that only the O’Malley family knows of.” My eyes widen at the thought of producing and selling drugs, “We’re not going to be producing that anymore,” I tell him, I refuse to be associated with it.

Dash appeared from the hollow tree behind and stared at the poisoned bounty hunter who went by the name 'Husky', who was having a hard time breathing. He coughed violently over and over again, until he coughed out blood. "Sh*t!" Husky cursed. "F*cking poison." He coughed violently over and over again, rasping and gasping for breath after the fits of cough. It was so bad that Dash changed his mind. This Husky guy was going to die anyway. There was no need for him to risk his life. Quietly, he pressed a button and the hollow tree closed up, knowing fully well that Husky had barely a few hours left to live.

It felt almost… angelic. “Y-Yasmine. Yasmine Kavari. Should we start with the rosary?” I asked innocently, my hands trembling, still thinking of her ethereal voice. “Yasmine Kavari…” She tested my name on her tongue and it sounded like it was spoken by the angel Gabriel. I could only imagine how Mary’s name sounded on his blessed tongue. “...It has a lovely ring to it. It is a beautiful name.” My heart skipped a beat and my body felt tingly all over. A smile curled my lips and my face lit up with delight. I had heard kind words before. My father’s love was not only tough but tender too, just like our Lord’s.

"She said they are lots of casualties that they need to handle as Doctors!! She won't be coming home tonight!! Angelus replied Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, and Scott while using her speed to get four bottles of Spirytus Stawaski from the bar because she really needed a drink. "Who is she??" Cersei asked Angelus curiously while looking at her Inquisitively.

Angela was not stupid “I don’t want your money, Sky. You know that I only wanted one thing that night. A kiss… A kiss from an elite. A kiss from the Mighty Sky.” She walked back to me and brushed her lips on mine. “Goodbye, Sky Mars. I assure you that you won’t see me again.” She hugged the quilt. “I just need this to remind me not to let my heart decide for me anymore.”

Adam's taunting voice followed. Hailey's eyes filled with tears as the memories overwhelmed her, the weight of her past suffering pressing heavily on her heart. "No," she murmured, retreating. Her gaze fell on a nearby vase. She picked it up and hurled it at the mirror, shouting, "No!" Her frustration erupted as she thrashed the room, screaming, "I'm not a prostitute! I will not become a prostitute! No!" "Rose, Rose!" Cassian, alerted by the noise, rushed in and tried to hold her arm. Hailey was frantic, lost in her anguish. "I'm not a prostitute," she repeated, her voice trembling with desperation.

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

I filled out every single application with Capital Heights University without a second thought, heading straight for the city where Charles was. I really thought he felt the same about me. Three years back, someone spiked his drink. In his haze, he clung to my hand, his eyes drowning in emotion, and I was lost. However, when the sun rose and clarity returned, he looked at me and got up in a fury. Her eyes were icy, cutting through the air and straight into me. "Jennifer, what are you doing here?" I barely had a chance to speak before he unleashed a storm of accusations. "Jennifer, do you have any idea how low that was? Slipping something into my drink and then sneaking into my bed—how desper

[Victor’s POV] After finishing my second bottle of whiskey, I was drunk. The pain from my severed fingers on my left hand seemed numbed by the alcohol, but the pain in my heart only grew. With a creak, the door was pushed open. I suddenly sat upright. I struggled to my feet and reached out carefully, as if touching a fragile illusion that might shatter at any moment. My voice came out in broken fragments. “Rachel… you’re back…” “Darling, what’s wrong with you?”

“Claim her, so damn badly I could hardly speak. The only way to calm myself down is to fly.” Husk snorted. “You don’t see me running around in the casino. You need to control yourself. Seriously, we don’t need our secret coming out, and the way you’ve been reckless lately, it may just happen. But I do understand what you mean. I felt it too. Winter didn’t. He was as calm as always, which reminds me…” He paused to pull out his cigar. There was a no-smoking policy, but we were the owners, and at times, we broke the rules. Husk could complain about Sky feeling the need to fly, but there was no doubt the smoking cigars kept Husk’s wolf urges at bay. He opened the door. Sky hesitated as he was ab