It's the early 1920s, and your a local in New Orleans, Louisiana. You were listening to the radio one evening just in time to hear about the new bar opening down the street. While on your journey, you found yourself becoming enamored for a charming young man that seemed perfect. Almost too perfect... I DO NOT OWN HAZB...
HIATUS Plz don't read it "You know for some reason I just can't quite place, I just don't believe a word that comes out of that mouth Alastor." He suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to vanish from sight. Somehow hearing his name roll off your lips made his stomach sink in a way that he did not hate. Ignoring his con...
~ This is a fanfic I started to take part in the Radiodust Fanzine. Enjoy fellow Sinners! ~ Much like my series: Secret Confessions, I will be updating whenever I can by posting a chapter in my spare time. ~~~~~~ Fed up with feeling so broken and alone, Angeldust makes a wish to be someone else. Little does he know...
[SLOW UPDATES NOW] You are a dancer who performs onstage and at bars for a living. You meet Alastor one night at a bar and become very close. One day you become a target for a gang. You got sexual harassed and almost raped. Months later, was the night of Mardi Gras. That was the night you were attacked again and later...
Alastor just wants to cause chaos, make deals, and live his afterlife. But when he's forced to spend time with Angeldust on a project for the Hotel, he begins to feel things he hasn't felt since he was alive. Can he get through this project and ignore Angel's constant advances? Or will Angel finally get Alastor's h...