Husk X Angel Dust Novels & Stories

Heaving, I lit one up and inhaled a huge blow. I hit my head against the headrest, and arched my face up and felt the smoke burn my nasal cavity as I exhaled the voluminous smoke through my nose. Then, I adjusted my seat belt and took off. My mind was arguing that I should go home and just smoke in the company of my furniture, and that I shouldn't. But rather find somewhere else to go. Angel left for Buffalo. I knew she’d be visiting her aunt, who would tell her everything. And honestly, I didn't care. It didn't matter anymore! She needed a break from me, I was toxic for her peace of mind.

I moaned louder, and soon his name slipped from my lips. "Chris, ahhh! ahhh! I am coming," I moaned, and he did not stop. Instead, he growled in response. "Come for me, Willow," He linked me, and my release came. I felt the euphoria engulf me. The hairs on my skin stood, and the breeze was warm. I felt like my soul was jumping out of my body, and I did not want to come down from that height. Christopher did not stop. He continued sucking until I began to shake.

The men stumbled into the Silver Moon Bar as if they had already had a skinful. They didn't even bother to approach the bar, one of them merely calling out, "Bring us three jugs of your finest ale, wench!" before laughing and clapping his friends on the back. Angel gritted her teeth, knowing it was better to put up with whatever they threw at her rather than bring any attention to herself.

And anyways, one death glare at Dylan made him shut up. "Where's Angel?" Mason asked, shutting his car door and meeting Dylan halfway. "I've sent Kyle to pick her up, they must be in the way," he replied, obediently. Mason sighed, glaring at him, "Should I expect her tomorrow then, because I'm sure she must've fallen asleep by hearing his 'amazing' pick up lines." Dylan laughed. "Look Ang is my best friend and so are you. And causing you both misery is what gives me happiness!"

“That bastard cuffed her with silver” “I’m afraid that’s not the worst of it look” Haze growled. Haze was right, in the corner was a box or needles. He took a whiff scrunching his snout, I felt the stinging of wolfsbane and silver in his nostrils as he inhaled the scent from the needles. If they were injecting Angel with this concoction then there was no way she would be able to stop Jason from forcing himself on her. I gave Jake a call to let him know what we had found knowing that he was going to completely loose it. It was more important now then ever that Angel was found.