Jax X Angel Dust Novels & Stories

He exclaimed with a hiss. "He's sorry, please excuse us," Jaxon quickly apologized dragging Alex away. "What the fúck is wrong with you Alex, that man looked dangerous. Watch where you're going next time and stop being clumsy all the time." Alex was not paying to anything that was being said whatsoever, he was still thinking about the beauty he just saw. "I-i saw an angel, a masked angel." He mumbled under his breath after being silent for a long time. "What are you talking about? What angel?" Jaxon asked.

It hurt worse than any gunshot wound he had ever experienced. He could barely control the anger that coursed through his veins, he felt like ripping Xavier apart till he was nothing more than pounds of flesh. The thought of killing Xavier calmed his anger a bit as he fantasized about the different ways he could kill Xavier. He took another swig from the bottle and stood up. "Let's go, I have no time to waste." He said and walked out. ******

Jaxon closed his eyes tightly, as he folded his fist, her scream of torment was tearing him apart, and with a swift of his tightened fist, he punched his hands on the wall, causing a big crack to appear on the wall, and again, he punched, reveling his misery to the walls, droplets of blood flowed down his hands, but he never stopped punching the walls, then finally, he fell on his knees, a small whimper escaped his lips, then gradually, it turned to sadness, his heart felt heavy, "Why, why are you depressing me so much Azura, I told you am so damn sorry, damn, will you free me from these torment" He whispered to himself, his voice sounded heavy, the room has the same atmosphere with the emot

I muttered, and helped Angel up on her butt. The doctor arched her eyebrows. “You call that trying your best? Come on, you're excellent at this, your kids will be even luckier to have you as their father.” The way back to the hotel was rather quiet. “Is everything alright, babe?” I queried with a frown on my face. Angel stared out the window. “I want to go to the beach, and dance. I don't feel sexy wearing this.” She picked her dress’ fabric with her nails. As much as I wanted to laugh, I didn't want to get into her bad books.

Angela muttered then started cleaning the room. After cleaning the room, she was making the bed when the washroom door opened and Xavier entered the room wearing a towel around his lower back. Angela looked at him with shock. Water was falling from his head on his naked chest. "Take a picture love. It will last long" Xavier winked at Angela. Angela gasped and turned around. 'Why you turned other side love? Can't handle my hotness?" Xavier asked her in his husky tone. Angela gasped in fear.

Big ugly sobs wrack my body . “This can’t be fucking happening again.” I cry as I throw my phone across the room, angry and sad at the injustice of it all. Xander I stand under the hot spray until I feel all the tension and exhaustion of the last few days slowing drain out of me. I wrap a towel around my waist and grab another to dry my hair. I dip my head and vigorously rub my wet hair as I enter the room. I drop the towel I’m using to dry my hair onto the bed and nearly fall over myself when I realise I am not alone. There spread out on the centre of my bed wearing absolutely nothing is my ex Amelia.