Hazbin Hotel Human Forms Novels & Stories

They were the ones that attacked you at the club the other day. I caught Rowena staring at me in shock because I, for one, couldn't even believe that I opened up to him even after disagreeing with him. But I couldn't just sit here and watch him go insane. Since Ro said he wasn't just a human, what harm would it cause to come out clean with him? I signaled Ro, and she took it from me.

No one else seemed to notice. “If he does, they are still the least for us,” Ava said. “But not for the humans,” Helick interjected. “The fight isn’t only with us.” “Kunz won’t kill them. Not all of them,” Ava said. “What do you mean?” Philippe asked. “When I came to Earth, I couldn’t remain in my full form for more than a few weeks. I had to bond with a human host. Kunz, all the shadows will have to do the same.”

“You’re lacking a few things like, oh I don’t know, feathers and a beak?” He shrugged. “It seems Zara’s little spell did a whole lot more than reverse her mistake.” He looked at his arms, flexing the tendons and muscles in his forearms. “The crow is still there, My Witch, this form is just an added extra.” “It’s a wonderful extra,” I blurted. “I mean, she gave you a very nice human form.” Good Goddess, whatever happened to my icy-cold indifference? “Is it?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow, then swept his gaze over me from head to toe. “I find yours very pleasing as well, Mistress.”

"Ethan! No!" My whole body was writhing as my two existences were colliding. I wish, they would stop! I could take it no more! I threw a look at her sight to see her state. In that moment, I desperately wished I could transform back into my human self. To rid myself of the coarse fur, the elongated claws, and the intimidating fangs. But the moon's grip on my form was unyielding, leaving me as a creature that invoked fear and revulsion.

It becomes contagious and I feel myself laughing with her. “I am never using the front door again, but I'm going to have to work on the landing.” I say standing up. We sit in the bed for what feels like forever, talking of wedding plans, and baby names. Then she brings something else up. “So Crescenda and Zinna can only work through my body, right now. We can’t shift due to the baby.” She states. “Shift? Don’t they have human bodies?” I am a little confused. “They do, but they have their own forms. Just like cas has her form.” Her eyes glow gold.

“Yeah, he is a human,” happiness began to swirl in her baby blue eyes as she grabbed me by my upper arms, nearly uprooting her butt from the floor and kneeling on the floor. “Oh, I’ve never met humans before and I’ve wanted to meet them. I’ve read so much about them and their way of life,” “Hmmm, they look just like we do. Well, except for the fact that they can’t change into anything. They maintain just one form all their life,”

“They’re replacing us.” “No,” I say softly. “They’re learning from us.” The child pulses again. Then something changes. The presence above the city splits. Not dividing into pieces. Opening. Inside its shifting structure, a shape begins to form. Human. Small compared to the massive being surrounding it. But unmistakably human. Dylan stiffens beside me. “Hailey… tell me I’m imagining that.” I stare at the forming shape. It isn’t random. It’s familiar. Too familiar. My breath stops.

I sigh in relief as they get to their feet, dusting themselves off and appearing completely unscathed, although the blonde one looks seriously pissed off. Just when I think this supernatural battle can’t get more supernatural, I watch on as each God does some crazy morph into these humanoid-like forms that appear human but…look like they’re made entirely of crystal. My eyes linger on Jartre, watching the way the sunlight refracts off his diamond skin, casting rainbows each time he shifts even a little. I stare at him in complete awe and a little frustration. He never showed me this form. He never even told me this form existed. If he survives this he’s getting interrogated at home.

At the end of the hall, the massive lead doors were blasted open. Inside, the scene was a "Tyler Perry" nightmare of high-tech sacrilege. Julian stood over a surgical cradle, his hands moving across a holographic interface. Zora-Aethel lay in the center, her tiny body covered in white-gold electrodes. She wasn't crying. She was staring at the ceiling, her eyes a dull, terrifying grey. And behind her, looming in the shadows, was Fenris. He had returned to a semi-human form, but he was ten feet tall, his skin a translucent white that showed the mercury flowing through his veins. He looked at Dante and smiled—a look of pure, paternal hunger.

"You know that. I pull back, a new Alpha rises in ten years with a new appetite. Your grandchildren fight this same war. The ending I am proposing is permanent." "What ending?" He looked at me steadily. No smile now. Just those amber eyes, direct and serious in a way that was somehow more unsettling than the charm. "A Sacred Bond," he said. "A marriage between the Alpha King and a human woman. Binding under wolf law and human treaty. A Human Luna… the first in history. Two species joined at the highest level, publicly and permanently." The yard went very quiet. I heard one of my guards exhale slowly behind me. "You want to marry a human," I said flatly.