Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Charlie Crown

Some nights, when she caught him looking at her a beat too long, she wondered what that restraint cost him. The car pulled onto the highway, and Manhattan rushed toward them, all glass and ambition and old money, and Lucas handed her a tablet with the evening’s itinerary on the screen. "The Cross Corporation charity gala is tomorrow night at The Met. Black tie. Seven hundred guests. Every media outlet in the city will be there." He swiped to a photo, a man in a tuxedo, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, dark eyes that looked like they hadn’t slept in years. "And so will he."

His mouth opens and the sound that comes out belongs to nothing human and nothing wolf and nothing I have ever heard in my life. And somewhere outside this room, beyond the walls of this ancient compromised estate, in a council building forty minutes south, three hundred territorial representatives are receiving final certification. The message will reach my phone in exactly six minutes, completely unaware of what is happening in this room. Certification complete. Queen Seraphina Vane. Crowning ceremony to be scheduled. I do not check my phone. I am too busy watching the thing that ate my grandfather try to finish becoming something the world has not seen in three hundred years.

But she didn’t hesitate. She called an emergency council meeting that night and announced her verdict. Elias and Elara were banished from Blackstone territory forever. Any wolf who aided them would be put to death. A month later, the old Alpha passed away peacefully in his sleep. Kael was crowned the new Alpha of the Blackstone pack. And at his side, I wore the Luna’s Crown and the Moon-Blessed Robes that had always been mine. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the wolf pendant, holding it up between us.

I pull on a robe myself, tossing the third robe toward the dom. He puts it on, sits on the edge of the bed, and removes his mask, apparently accepting that secrecy is pointless now. He surprises me with his resemblance to Brandon—probably why I subconsciously found him attractive. Shit, is that why Charlie picked him? Focus, Zak. You can analyze that later. Right now, Charlie is trembling, her olive skin visibly pale. She’s going into shock. “Here, baby. Sit down,” I coax her gently onto the sofa. “Let me get you something to eat.”

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

Chapter 7 Gasps and murmurs rippled through the banquet hall as all eyes turned toward the royal couple making their entrance. Crown Prince Alucard was as regal as ever, exuding an air of confidence and authority that naturally drew people's attention. His forest-green eyes sparkled with warmth as he exchanged polite nods and smiles with those around him. Beside him... my heart fell to the ground as the professor announced that she was future Crown Princess Charity, who was a vision of elegance, with her flowing midnight black hair cascading down her back and her cerulean eyes exuding both grace and charisma.

The halls were so desolate that my voice resonated off the walls. His Majesty chuckled slightly, my eyes darted to the cute looking mole underneath his eye, it suited him. As if he knew, he tilted his head to the side, catching my stare. Blood rushed up to my cheeks when his eyes gazed into my freakish multicolored orbs. I looked away, and noticed a golden inscription at the base of the vase. From V to H. "Who is H?" I mindlessly asked, reaching out to take a feel of the item. However, my fingers never got to even touch it's orbit, his majesty firmly gripped my wrist.

Some people took photos, while others started livestreaming. An article started to trend. [Hoills, the Lycan Chairman, has announced that his sister has returned to his side and promised that her pup will be his sole heir.] After that day, Hoills and his team of lawyers sued Gerald and Jelena to reclaim every real estate, savings, and even the antiques and jewelry my mother had left behind. Whenever Hoills accompanied me to my prenatal checkups, he treated me much more lavishly than Gerald and Scott had ever done.

I blurted out, my thoughts spiraling out of control. Dunlop gently placed his hand on mine, squeezing it to calm me down. “Hazel, take a breath. It’s nothing like that.” I exhaled, trying to steady myself. “Then what is it? You’re really starting to scare me.” He hesitated for a moment, as if carefully choosing his words. “It’s... something she’s been struggling with for a while. She’s... well, Hazel, she’s gay.” I blinked, processing his words. “Charisa is gay?”

For the next three days I help nurse Sebastian back to health and he always gets so irritated when i come to serve him that it makes my wolf laugh. “Did I tell you I want soup, let me be!,” he growls . “Alpha please just have a little bit, it’s your medicine and your mom wants you to take it so you can get better.” He would grunt and take the soup from me behaving like a five year old in distress. Once he gets better we finally start preparations for Charlie’s 18th birthday party, sending out invitations to over three hundred guests. “I don’t like this hairstyle, it’s so ugly !” Charlie frowns at the maid.