Novel & Cerita Black Haze Fanfiction

His were bright like a flame surrounded by darkness and hers were sparkling like the evening sky with upcoming bright stars. “You’re shameless,” she whispered, about to chuckle when he kissed her neck — basically hit her weak point — and her voice died down in her throat. Her hold tightened on his shoulders. “Shameless bastard.” Hazel frowned when she heard that almost inaudible whisper. She looked around but found everybody asleep like before. Christian was busy devouring her neck, sighing in bliss while Hazel was still worried if anybody saw them. She knew she heard someone but everybody was asleep.

Yet, when it came to matters concerning Haze, I found myself forgetting about Katy entirely. Cain's question lingered in the air, but my mind drifted back to the events of last night, replaying like a vivid movie in my head. I remembered how Haze's body felt against mine, so soft and perfect, as she sought solace in my arms. Her sleeping face was a portrait of serenity and beauty, with a gentle sigh escaping her lips from time to time. I couldn't help but notice a single tear drop that clung to her long eyelashes, a silent testament to the depth of her emotions.

It looked like peace. "You can't come through, Hazel," the writer said without looking up. "You’re a fictional character. You don't have enough data to exist in three dimensions. You’ll just turn into a pile of ash." "Then I’ll be the most dangerous ash you’ve ever seen," I hissed. I slammed the Black Heart drive against the glass screen. CRACK.

Lyra inquired, her keen eyes assessing Hazel's reactions. Hazel stuttered in response, and Lyra couldn't help but notice the subtle signs of nervousness—her raised heartbeat and dilated pupils. The atmosphere became charged with an unspoken tension as Lyra delved deeper into her inquiry, each moment revealing more than Hazel might have intended. "I was sick. I... fever," Hazel replied. Lyra sensed her vulnerability, recognizing her as merely a human. However, this didn't negate the fact that Hazel could potentially be used as a rogue's pawn to infiltrate the pack.

But just before the darkness claimed me again, I whispered the one vow that didn’t feel like a lie: “Hazel… I won’t go to him anymore.” Her breath hitched, and then the world went black again.

Theresa wheezed, rushing over to kneel beside me with her soft hands moving comfortingly inside my hair. I gasped, tears filling my vision as I scrambled away from the woman who towered above me like a wraith, her narrowed hazel eyes and long blonde hair billowed around her shoulders like waterfalls. “Listen to me, Elizabeth Milkhart, because I will only repeat this over your grave.” Cassandra Blackwood hissed, pointing one crooked black claw at me as a scream lodged in my throat.

Someone grabs my arm, but my skin is ice-cold. The man jerks his hand back with a curse. "What the—? He's freezing!" "No way—" But I can't hear them anymore. I can't think. Ares lashes against my mind, his panic and fury combined. 'Kaziel. HOLD ON—' The Hollow swallows me whole, and everything goes black. ...

She suggested, waiting for him to do but Ash didn’t respond to her and only tried to look inside the house through the little glass window. Saphira sighed deeply and rested her back on the chair she was sitting on. The village was eerily quiet for her liking, and she couldn't see anyone around, which made it harder for them to ask for Hazel. Saphira knew what was going on in Ash’s mind. He was hoping he was wrong about his sister and she hoped so, too. “I can’t believe your sister is involved in black magic. You maybe, but Hazel, it’s hard to imagine” Saphira continued glancing at Ash, who was trying to look inside the house through the window, but found nothing.

She was not only his mate but his life. There is no doubt Haze would be crazy if she should die or leave them. Rejection was out of it. Chase pushed him hard on his back. He was changing right at the moment. Enzo felt sad and happy at the same time. His shift was quick. ‘’If anything you happen to her, I will make sure you're next after that slut’’ Haze threatened through the mind-link running off towards the direction of the northern river. Enzo’s wolf was frightened out of its wits.

She sprinkled powder from the pouch, murmuring softly under her breath. I could feel the shift in the air. Hunter stiffened from where he stood beside the door. Hazel murmured in a language that I didn’t recognize. Fenrir growled in my head, feeling uneasy. I clenched my jaw, trying to push him back. There was no threat for now. The lights flickered, and a strange wind blew into the room. Then Hazel’s eyes flew open, glowing a bright violet. She inhaled sharply, tilting her head strangely.