Novel & Cerita Hazbin Hotel Reaction Fanfiction Ao3

Chapter 23. Total mess. HAZEL P.O.V I was busy thinking of what that heartlèss guy wanna do to me. But I know he will surely punish me, who care? I don’t, I am waiting for him to do his worst, he thought I am still afraid of him. I didn’t bother to place a knock on his door, I opened the door to his room and his room was in a total mess.

Walked out from the shop. "This is a public place guys." Saeron said "Don't care." Lia said "Geez, go get married already!" I said "Yeah in 2 weeks." She chuckled "Can't wait." Rafael said and we both rolled my eyes "Boys." I mumbled "I'm hungry and it's late." Lia pouted to Rafaelm "We both want to try that buffet restaurant near Hailey's house." Saeron said "Wanna join?" I asked "Sure." Lia said and Rafael nodded

I placed my luggage at the corner and went to freshen myself, being welcomed by a sweet lemony aroma of the room fresher in the washroom, it's huge, bigger than my Hall in New York. These Blackistons literally possess luxury, I muttered. Author's note: did you like the aviophobia thing of Emir??? I mean he was cute, wasn't he?? But not to forget our jaw dropping crush, Azeil, he is hot too. I have already posted their pics in my Instagram page. my Instagram I'd is agni_aastha. go check them out, how they look, and please do comment, did you like my choice. let me tell you my favorite character, it's shanaya obviously..

“Of course not, my love. You know that I miss you every moment that we are apart.” I clear my throat to remind the enamored couple of my presence. Azazel smirks. “Lucifer needed female advice.” I snort. “I do not need female advice, you wanker. Just look at me.” I gesture to my face and form. Zoe laughs. “Oh, I see that you’re also suffering from “hot guy psychosis.” I look at Azazel, who turns to her and gives her a curious look. “What the bloody hell is “hot guy psychosis?”

AUTHOR POV Anthony, Damien’s father, was engrossed in his study room, surrounded by shelves filled with books and artefacts. The room exuded an air of mystery and knowledge. As he delved into his work, his phone suddenly vibrated, interrupting the silence. Curiosity piqued, he glanced at the caller ID and swiftly picked up the phone. "Hazel, is there a problem?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Hazel, a witch known for her extraordinary abilities to predict the future and see things beyond the ordinary, was on the other end of the line.

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There were 1,500,099,230 reactions on one post. “Awwn, so sweet” a comment said “I would give anything to be on Damian’s shoulders,” I smiled, scrolling to see more comments of Damian’s fan girls. Then someone commented about me having a twin sister. My smile went slack immediately. I went on I*******m to Stephanie’s handler @hawtbutterfly. I scrolled through her feed and saw a selfie of Damian and Stephanie. My mood turned sour and I flung my phone to a corner of the bed. I draped the blanket over my body to force myself to sleep.

I ask, my voice coming out all loud and squeaky as I see the other three brothers get on their feet. “Going to fuck you,” Zayden responds, and when I look at Tristan, he has a smile that says the exact same thing that Zayden had just said. Zephyr’s eyes are cold, but cold in a way that sends chills down my spine and between my legs. Aeron’s eyes are completely dark, they're scary. But they’re also very thrilling. “We couldn’t possibly fuck you here on the couch, could we? No, you deserve better than that, you needy little slut.” Zayden continues, and I feel a bile lodge in the back of my throat.

Sophia spoke first, voice completely destroyed: “We are Kane whores… we exist to be used and watched.” Aurora, trembling and broken, added in a small, shattered voice: “Please… keep ruining us… we need it…” The stream ended with catastrophic numbers. Later that night, the two sisters lay curled together in bed, bodies sticky with dried cum, holes still leaking. Aurora whispered against Sophia’s neck, voice small and dark: “I think I’m starting to love it more than I hate it.” Sophia kissed her little sister’s forehead, holding her tighter. “Good,” she whispered. “Because they’re never going to let us stop.”

Rhea Hauffer’s face turned pale. She looked at Azure in disbelief as she said in a trembling voice, “You… What do you mean? Are you chasing me away?” Azure said, “You can think of it that way.” “Why? Can you tell me what have I done wrong? I’m caring about you. I’m worried that you might offend somebody that you shouldn’t. What have I done wrong? You think I’m scared? I’m just worried about you. Don’t you understand?”