Romans & histoires Hazbin Hotel Inside

He motioned for us all to go inside. “Hello?” Pele said, opening the front door. “This is Gamma Pele.” “Hello Pele,” a voice said from inside. With that, Pele stepped inside. We followed, with Billy guiding Jules through the door. Sure enough, Hazel and Liam were standing in the middle of a small living room. I blinked, shocked to see them both, but very happy at the same time. Hazel had her arms crossed over her chest, and Liam was pacing. They both stopped when they saw us.

"First and foremost, I am not yours; second, aren't you an angel, and shouldn't you teach peace rather than violence?" His hazel eyes shifted as he rose from the bed, and as he made a stride forward, I instinctively took a step back. A smirk curved on his lips while I felt being preyed on. He licked his lips and slowly hooked his finger under my chin and lifted my head up. My breath hitched at how caliginous his hazel eyes were. "I'm not your typical angel, baby," To be continued...!

he left the room. I walked further into the room and watched as Hazle ran around the room, packing the rest of her stuff. “I bet you’re eager to get home,” I said, sitting in one of the empty seats. “Very much so,” she said, glancing at me. “Especially considering Jazzy has conjured darkness. I fear not even my shield will be able to protect them from what she has planned.” “What does she have planned?” I asked, biting my bottom lip nervously. “I wish I knew, but it can’t be good if she needs to use Zagreus to accomplish it.” I was silent, unsure of what to say to that. I stared down at my hands and tugged at my fingers nervously. “Do you think it has to do with me?” I finally asked the que

He asked her, staring quietly. She shook her head, "no, you can stay. Just make sure to close your eyes and do not peek at me." He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Yes your highness, you don't need to worry about that at all." Hazel walked over to the corner of the room, she opened the dresser, peeking into it. She slid hey hand over the clothes in there, finding a pair of SpongeBob pajamas. She turned too Lucas to see if he was peeking. He wasn't, she sighed, gripping the edges of her shirt and pulling it over head. She stood now in her place bra and her jean tri-quaters.

Even his regeneration ability had returned as fast as a normal Alpha, though not as fast as he was when he wasn't injured at all. Zaha's treatment worked really well. Inside the room, they saw so many documents… then so many jars filled with bits of organs and suspicious lumps of flesh followed. Harriet slowly hugged her growing belly. Her eyes looked around warily, and finally, they came to the end of a small passage leading to a larger room. As they exited the small passage decorated with books and displays of preserved organ jars, their eyes caught a giant glass capsule-a bio vessel. And their mouths fell open with faces turned horror to see what was in the glass capsule.

Maya POV. 7 p.m.on the dot, I walked into the lobby of the hotel. I looked around the place. From the outside, it looked like a normal hotel, but once my feet crossed the threshold, I had a weird feeling. This was no ordinary hotel. While outside was painted white with a nice sign: Welcome to Paradise Hotel. Inside was painted bright red with black accent colors. Even the receptionist at the counter was dressed in red with heavy eyeliner and mascara.

I forced my eyes open. A bright spot of color appeared against the pale wall of Zahur’s house. I was still at Zahur’s house. I could find him—no, he went to the hotel. The hotel! “Yeah, we’re going to need to get Mr. Conti somewhere he can receive proper care,” the doctor said. “Triage is wasting time, and time is the one thing he doesn’t have.” The bright spot resolved into shapes. Four shapes. Women’s shapes, in shreds of bright robes. They should be…somewhere else. Something about a teddy bear? And fireworks?

Hazen continued, “After that, she dragged me towards this mansion. I saw her beg in front of the Alpha. I was confused, but I got no answers to my questions. Then, as you can see, I’m here. Imprisoned.” --- “Luna, please follow me.” “Wait.” Mallory looked at the door one last time. Behind the door was the once bubbly Hazen. Before the door closed, Hazen smiled and waved at her. That image lingered in Mallory’s mind. At first glance, the rooms don’t look like a prison. But after entering and exiting, she realized that it was really is a prison. She saw Hazen, but instead of getting happy and having the bugging questions in her mind answered, she left with more questions in her heart.

" Yes yes, he even calls him his god! " They told Umera which made him run again fast towards the butcher's home. He has to save her! .......................... Hazel's POV " Ugh, where am I ? " I woke up to find myself inside a big room with weird decorations, I'm on a king's size bed. I wiped my eyes, I don't remember much, but that creepy vampire after he turned into a handsome one he knocked me out. I pushed the blanket just to look at my dress. " What the ?! " I freaked out seeing a short pink dress like it was for a child. .................. To be continued

*Hazel* The room was unexpectedly large and modernly furnished. I had anticipated complete darkness, thinking it would mirror the outside night, but I was immediately shocked. It was nothing like I imagined. The room was themed in gold and white, making it sparkle and feel almost ethereal, as if every surface had been touched by sunlight. The décor was elegant yet comfortable, a perfect balance between luxury and warmth.