Ali.hazelwood Novels & Stories

Spider explained but my eyes were already on the file, my brows creasing together as I stared at one information to another Hazel Williams, twenty-eight years old, owns a boutique here in NYC. My hand dug into my scalp as I read her information one after the other, my eyes shifting to another ID of her that Spider must have gotten, she looked way older here with dark brown hair, cascading down her shoulder. She was not on glasses right here but you could tell it was the same person on the previous ID

“That idiot is the Winter Woods Alpha so maybe don’t say that to his face. Clay snorted. “Nathan’s here?” I struggled free of Colton’s arms but he pinned me to his side. “Wait, where are we?” What little I could see out the backseat window was completely unfamiliar. I’d assumed we were returning home to Black Moon but we definitely weren’t there. This place looked desolate and bare compared to the lush forestry surrounding Black Moon. “We’re in Hazelwood, darling.” Cary enlightened. “And before you speak to Nathan, there is something you should know.”

Dallan asked in a voice that told Hazel of his building temper. "I just said that I was looking all over for you." The woman looked at Hazel again, this time with something close to observation. Her nose quirked up once, twice. At last, she hummed. With raised brows, her lips moved to ask, "This must be the Mer, I guess." Dallan looked up, smiling. It looked very plastic. "Aliana, how can I help you?" he asked again. Hazel was no longer interested in her food. The presence of the woman was making Dallan disturbed. And she didn't like it one bit. "Hi." She waved, smiling. "You are Aliana, right? I am Hazel, the Mer. Nice to meet you."

She said, and majestically strode away, leaving the couple starstruck. Alexander stood up from his seat and asked furiously, “How do you know about our proposal at Westham Corporation?” Hazel stopped just as she turned and replied, “Because I work there now and my baby daddy asked my opinion on the proposal.” ***** Hazel hissed loudly, kicking her shoes off her legs and throwing her purse in the middle of the living room as soon as she returned from her date.

she yawned. The door swung open. Hazel came into the room with a black bag hanging on her arm. She has a black-lacy wrap dress and her raven black hair was held up on a high ponytail. “Hey, good afternoon girls.” She greeted. “You came at the right time.” Jane muttered and Hazel’s brows pulled together in a frown. “What happened? Did I miss something?” she raised, taking off her hand bag. “Please, help me talk to Noah so he can appeal to Adam on my behalf.” Alice whined. Jane rolled her eyes at Jan’s steadily, signaling for her to meet Hazel and beg her properly. Alice walked to her, placing a hand on her arm seductively.

“Oh, can you just keep quiet? You have always been an advocate of peace. You always wanted peace. When Hazel wanted to leave, you supported her because you wanted peace. When Seven began exploring her little, fragile body, you supported him. Did I make love to you even at that age? I waited for you till you were happy with it and when you were of age but he? He coaxed her into it” “You know that is not true, Hazel gave her consent” “Because he was desperately in need of it and she wanted to prove her love and have you seen where your ‘peace' has landed my daughter? Do not interfere in this” He turned to Hazel and held her hand as he walked her into the park house, leaving the guards shocked.

The front door closed softly behind us, the click echoing off the marble foyer. Rhea immediately dropped the car keys into the ceramic bowl on the console, already halfway out of her jacket. Hazel kicked off her heels one by one toward the rack with sniper precision. “I’m ordering food before my metabolism files a complaint,” Hazel muttered, digging for her phone. “There’s a Lebanese place open till midnight. And pizza. And maybe sushi. And—” “—and we are not feeding a soccer team,” I cut in, peeling Poppy’s coat off before it could sweep the floor. “One small human, two New York humans, one me. That’s it.”

Hazel sat on the couch, her legs curled beneath her as she sipped a glass of wine. It had been a long day, and she was looking forward to a quiet evening at home. Her phone buzzed on the coffee table, and she picked it up to see a text from Alan. "Hey sexy, want to come over and watch a movie?" Hazel hesitated for a moment. She knew that going over to Alan's apartment would lead to more than just watching a movie. But the temptation was too strong to resist.

After sitting down for just five minutes, I remembered some tasks I needed to delegate to the secretarial department downstairs. Author's pov As Cecilia approached the secretaries' office area, she heard animated gossip from inside. "Our Alpha had a mating meeting with Miss Hazel last night! My friend works for Miss Hazel and told me everything!" "The Hazels? That's a good match—their pack has significant territory near the mountains." "Look what Miss Hazel posted at lunch—a nine-photo grid of an extravagant meal with our Alpha in one of the pictures! The caption says: He said he likes women who enjoy food. Looking forward to our culinary adventure in Boulder on Saturday."

I woke up before dawn with an unfamiliar tightness in my chest. By sunrise, Jaden was already waiting in my office. He placed a thick folder on my desk. “Hazel Hudson, 18 years old. Lives with her mother, Dottie West, and older brother Lucas in the southern district. Low-income neighborhood. Their father left years ago.” I opened the folder. Photos, documents, financial records spilled across the desk.