Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Aesthetic

It was something that made whatever carnage they unleashed even more morbid. That’s when I saw him. He was the last to enter among the vampires. I just knew it was him, even before I saw his gaze scan the space, obviously looking for Dominic. He looked exactly like the Beta had described him: the most beautiful being in existence. His hair was dark as midnight. It was styled from his face, swept back in a sexy effortless way. His hazel eyes glimmered with golden flecks, and the way he narrowed them as he scanned the room told you everything you needed to know about the type of predator he was. His skin was pale, but it had a healthy glow. It was almost as though there was an invisible halo t

I said, sitting back up before glancing at Ava who was laughing at something the bartender was saying as she took a tray from him before walking away. "You've been acting awfully strange since the hotel." Zach said suspiciously before nugging my shoulder. "Look who's coming." I turned to see the man I hated the most climbing up the stairs heading to my booth. Aiden Grey. He wore a red silk suit with it's button opened exposing pale smooth skin. His blonde hair was styled neatly, revealing cold blue eyes that watched everyone like a predator would watch it's prey. He was attractive but he was a devil in disguise.

Next Morning Hazel sat gracefully in her vanity chair, her corporate suit a stark contrast to the soft, feminine glow of her vanity lights. Her hair cascaded down her back like a rich, dark waterfall, its silken strands framing her face as she meticulously applied her makeup. The gentle strokes of her brush and the soft blush of color on her cheeks only added to her natural beauty, transforming her into a vision of loveliness.

The color is warm, caramel-toned, styled into an A-line bob that makes her look older, harder, more… intentional. I head toward her, a question already on the tip of my tongue. “Hey, Laia,” Zia says when she sees me, her lips curving. “You look like someone who’s prepared to take on whoever you’re paired with.” “And you look… good,” I say honestly. “Different. Your hair...” She lifts a hand to it, a little self-conscious. “Oh. This? I figured Caden is into girls with this kind of look and I...”

“I won’t burst your bubble… but I hope it doesn’t get popped by someone else too soon.” “W-What?” Hailey blinked, confused. The words felt like riddles to her. She tilted her head slightly, brows creasing. Her eyes looked into his, lost but searching—blunt and honest, with a flicker of innocence that didn't belong in a world like this. Zayn’s eyes lingered on hers. Those brown depths reminded him of something—someone. A past he didn’t want to revisit. The familiarity unsettled him, and yet, he couldn’t look away. They were Aiken eyes. That much was undeniable.

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Its aesthetic inclined towards the Victorian ages but also differed with some dark details. Zayn's hand touching my lower back, guided me through the hallways as he showed me around. We visited the ball room, the garden, the kitchen, the living room and eventually what Zayn had been waiting for the past hour, our bedroom. The doors flooded open and my eyes sparkled. A king size bed with a sculpted silver frame stood in the middle of the room. My eyes trailed off to the closet, awaiting for me with open doors. I gave a look at Zayn and he nodded confirming my assumptions. I rushed to it....God, this man....I gasped in surprise, happiness, honestly the feelings were partying inside me. The dre

I’d like to think that it’s poetic justice. She’s wearing a long sheer golden gown that molds to her body from head to toe. There are what looks like heartshaped pasties covering her bits and pieces, and her long red hair is down to her waist. She looks beautifully wicked. Azazel is carelessly slumped next to her with a bored look. He looks like a young boy as he does something on his cell phone. He’s probably sexting his girlfriend.

When Harvey ignored the family about to head inside, Hazel could not help but block Harvey’s path. “Why are you here, Harvey?!” asked Hazel quietly. At that moment, Hazel was not confused. She was being aggressive. Hazel was wearing a black Givenchy short dress with black sleeves on her smooth hands. Her slender legs were covered with black Balenciaga stockings, thoroughly showing her beauty to the public. The so-called nude makeup on her face was utterly enchanting. It didn’t seem like she had any makeup on, but she still looked stunning. Under the neon lights, Hazel looked like a gorgeous fairy.

I’m so in love. I press my lips into a line to prevent myself from reacting towards that and patiently wait for their return while dulling my senses with her outrageous scent. They eventually show up with Zana packing her hair up into a ponytail and Zainab laughing over something while my mate pouts angrily. Both girls are in the same clothes as my mate. While Zana’s hoody is red, Zainab’s is pink.