Hazbin Hotel Deaths Novels & Stories

SEBASTIAN. “Get my car ready. I’m going to head out.” I say through the phone to my driver, pausing when the news playing on the television catches my attention. “… outside the Stanton Hotel Building. The mass shooting has left nineteen confirmed dead on the scene with three in critical condition and another injured when she tried to tackle the attacker…” My heart thuds as I stare at the screen. The Stanton Hotel, Zaia’s there. She was meeting Harrison there.

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

I simply couldn't allow them to witness my anguish. With glacial composure, I interrupted their conversation. "Is that true?" The packmates recoiled, their whispers dissolving into panicked stammering. “Luna Angeline—we didn’t realise you were there—” Before I could demand answers, the lounge door crashed open. A breathless voice sliced through the silence, “Beta Hazel’s collapsed—cardiac failure. They’re stabilising him now.” ***

The officer’s expression was grim. Zachary immediately stopped in his tracks, his face turning ice-cold. Nick had only just decided to see him, and now he was dead? The timing was far too perfect. “How did he die?” Zachary asked quietly. “Poison. A high concentration of lidocaine,” the officer said heavily. Zachary’s heart jolted. David Sanders had died from lidocaine. Olivia had also died from lidocaine. And now there was Nick Paterson.

They came for me with their number, ready to tear me into pieces, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the final blow. Perhaps this is how I am going to end my life. If I had known, I would have followed my dad's advice when he told me to kill all my emotions before they sent me to an earlier grave. Now take a look at me. I am about to be killed by a girl clone. I can feel their footsteps growing closer. Just when I am sure they are about to strike me, Lucifer's daughter's voice stops them. "That is enough for now."

He asks me looking at me with a half-smile. I lower my eyes to Bastian, my boy is looking at me with her big blue eyes. I nod deeply moved. “I had never been better.” As much as I am enjoying this moment and having Bastian safe in my arms. I know this isn’t over. “We have to find Zack Peterson, he is planning something,” I say to Jareth. At that moment, Sabrina comes in, pale as a ghost. “They are all dead…” she mumbles. “What? Did Commander Wilson died?” Jareth asks concerned.

“H-Hazel Queen?” Hazel took off her sunglasses and flashed a bright smile. “It’s me, Uncle Jonah. Long time no see!” Jonah stammered, “W-weren’t you... didn’t you die in the fire?” “Oh, I’m just lucky, I guess,” Hazel said casually. “Maybe the heavens kept me alive to find the real killer. Uncle, have you… seen them in your dreams?” Her voice was eerily calm, but her words held a cold edge.

He fell to the ground, the back of his head hitting the curb. There was another sound. It sounded like a big watermelon falling to the ground. Zellman’s face was smashed, the back of his skull was cracked, and brain matter was flowing out. White brain matter mixed with bright-red blood flowed all over the ground. Hitler, Sven, Grimm, and Dafasi were completely dumbfounded. The strong smell of blood constantly stimulated their noses. Meanwhile, Zellman’s horrifying death stimulated their nerves. Strange! If Bentham’s death was a coincidence, then could Zellman’s death still be a coincidence? Even a fool would not believe it!

she asked, scrunching up her eyebrows. I looked at the journal entries again and noticed that she mentioned Ophelia and Aziel dying only a month before she died in July. "Mom died because of a crazed vampire. It sounds like Aziel and Ophelia died because The Council found out about them. Even if it is a coincidence, they have no correlation to each other" I explained. "What do you mean a crazed vampire?" Ren asked, still holding me close to him.

Every single one of our men was called, and I could see a few bodies on the floor as they were being dragged out. “What the fuck happened?” I ask before I walk past a dead body on the floor. Hazel is on her knees doing CPR on someone, and I kneel next to her while she starts barking orders at me. I watch as Kate holds on to her leg while Theo carries her inside. “He’s dead”, Hazel announces before following Theo. My hands are bloodied, and I rub my forehead with my arm to avoid blood on my face. I looked around, and this was bad. Who would do this?