Hazbin Hotel Inside Novels & Stories

I smiled and pulled her lower lip back into my mouth. I never enjoyed such warm baths before but today it was mind-blowing. Though I wanted to do more, I couldn't as I had to go and take a look at the bunker that Hazle found. She told me how it looks so now... I was planning to build something else there so no one but only we have access to it. I don't want anyone else to find out about that place ever. That's a safe place for Hazel to shift and until I know that she can shift into her wolf in front of the world, I want her to shift where no eyeballs can reach.

HAZEL'S POV I followed Izzy as she made her way to the beta's guest quarters. I stayed a few paces behind and I prayed that I would not get caught. She stopped at the door. She took a few glances around the area, and then she hurried inside. I walked up to the door and heard Izzy talking to someone. Gerry, maybe. Who else could have been in there? "No one can find out about this, Isabelle." Wait! Is that Zander? I placed my ear against the door. I needed to know what they were talking about. The door swung open and I fell on my face.

Patterson, Sush, and Greg knew the game was on. Leaning against the doorframe, one hand holding her phone - screen facing Sush and the others that showed a big, bright, blinking orange button right in the middle that could activate Goddess knew what - Hazel began with the Chief Chameleon. “I always knew you had a thing for older women.” “Cut the crap, Hazel,” he spat, not at all surprised by her knowledge. “Who is that, my little hyena?” An unfamiliar feminine voice carrying a taunting ring came from inside.

Tracy groaned, stomping out dramatically. I giggled against Zed’s lips before finally pulling away. But then— The news on the hospital TV caught my attention. “Breaking News: Three Dark & Wine Clubs and Hotels were reported to be on fire due to an unforeseen incident—” The report continued, but I didn’t hear the rest. Because Zed… He wasn’t watching the TV. He was smiling. A dark, deadly, satisfied smile. My heartbeat slowed. There was danger in that grin. A storm.

Gianna waves goodbye to the man preparing the food before guiding me deeper into the home, away from the kitchen. We walk into a living room area, seeing huge glass doors leading to the backyard foyer. Heidi and Hazel can be seen in the distance chilling out in the hot tub near the garden area. I follow Gianna through the tall glass doors toward the pool area before finally being met with Heidi and Hazel. My eyes instantly go towards Hazel, having me dissect and analyze everything about her. Her chocolate skin looks as if it's glistening against the sun as she relaxes underneath its rays. Her hair is a gingerish-auburn color, complimenting her complexion quite nicely.

"I’ll need to disable it from the control room, but it’s deep inside the facility." "We’ll get you there," Damien said sharply. "Let’s move." Getting inside the Hub The enormous doors of the building swung open with a deep hiss as Kyle broke into the access panel, towering above us. Its walls were laced with light conduits that pulsed in regular patterns, and the inside was large and antiseptic. Our feet vibrated as the buzz of equipment reverberated through the hallways. "This place feels alive," I said in a whisper while firmly holding my firearm.

Within moments, the doors hissed open. “Welcome to the Hydra’s den,” he said, stepping aside. The team entered cautiously, their weapons drawn. The air inside was cool and sterile, a stark contrast to the chaotic jungle outside. The facility was a maze of corridors, laboratories, and holding cells, each one more sinister than the last. “Look at this,” Dante said, stopping at a glass-walled lab. Inside were rows of capsules, each containing a person in stasis. Monitors displayed vital signs, while files on nearby desks detailed genetic experiments.

“This is where it gets more fun!” “It does?” I questioned, giving the place another quick look. “Yes! Behind every door, lies a different universe!” She chimed, SpongeBob narrator style, with ominous hand gestures and a twisted expression that allowed laughter to bubble out of my throat. “Oh, really?” “Well, see for yourself!” She approached one of the doors and pushed open one of the doors. “Woah!” I gasped when I peeped into the room. It was zombie-themed, set up like a gaming room with an overwhelming number of cameras— as expected.

The glass doors of the Langford Hotel opened with a hush, releasing the faint scent of polished marble and lilies into the evening air. Cass stepped inside, heels clicking too sharply in the vast lobby. She smoothed her silk dress—soft, fluid, her unspoken armor for the night.

The air grew colder as they descended a narrow staircase, the flickering light of Damon’s torch casting long shadows on the damp stone walls. “Where are we going?” Hazel asked, her voice echoing in the confined space. “To the castle’s heart,” Damon replied. “There’s something here that might help us turn the tide.” They reached a heavy iron door, its surface etched with ancient symbols. Damon placed his hand against it, murmuring a word Hazel didn’t understand. The symbols flared briefly before the door creaked open, revealing a chamber filled with an eerie, pulsating light. Hazel stepped inside, her eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. A massive crystal stood at the center of