Hazbin Hotel Stella Novels & Stories

Zahan is wealthy and an influential being from a prestigious family and their colleagues, Stella, weigh nothing. They are aware that if things should go more wild and brash between them, then Stella, definitely, is into a big mess, and she will also pay very dearly for it. “On her behalf, Mr. Zahan, we plead for her inno...” They were unable to finish their words as they stopped abruptly due to the sudden hellish glare Damon shot at them. Fidgeting, Stella pleaded in fear. “I'm sorry, Mr. Zahan, it was a mistake.” Her eyes were teary with drops threatening to Fall as she quivers in fear. “I can swear on it that it was a mistake.”

Pure hatred. Stella doesn't work at the bar anymore, she felt really scared and ashamed to go back there so she's always helping her mom in her pastry shop where she makes really good bread and snacks. As for Charles,she hasn't heard from him, the last time she tried calling him she found out that he had blocked her number and not just that, he blocked her from all means of social media. He really hates and never wants to see her again because she had hurt him so much.

Stella would return to the arms of the man she loves and help him through this journey while Zane will have no other choice than to accept her once he realizes he’s no match for the lovebirds. Of course, Luca knows nothing about the fraud scheme. There’s a little thief hiding amongst his staff. And all she had to do was find a loophole in Luca’s company and use it as a distraction. Stella skims the hallways carefully, adrenaline pumping into her head. Then, when she’s sure she’s safe, she bolts to the elevator. She stands motionless in the elevator, impatiently waiting for it part open. When it finally does, she bolts into the lobby, ignoring the hotel staff who tried to stop her.

"How do you know that?" I exhaled, feeling a chill creep up my spine. "I don’t know." My voice was quiet, uncertain. "That night, I had a dream. A vision of a woman with platinum blonde hair and vibrant crimson eyes. She was tied up, and people were screaming at her, calling her names…" Hades sat down across from me, his gaze locked onto mine. The usual cool confidence in his eyes was replaced by something else—something more guarded. Placing an egg onto my plate, he exhaled slowly. "Stella was a hybrid—a witch and a vampire. She was raised in a vampire household but never denied her other side. When her family found out, they crucified her for it."

Stella; where are they? Zendaya; I really don’t know . They disowned me a long time ago so they moved and I came back here to start a life and go to school. Stella; why would they disown you? Zendaya; you’re not completely human Stella; Un Zendaya; your secret is safe with me. Im a hybrid . Stella; I didn’t see that coming Zendaya; Raven read about this in my diary and I came out to Caleb long ago so he already knew

Before his eyes could meet mine, I quickly averted my gaze just in time to see Stella also walking in. Sweat glistened on her skin. Her eyes stayed low on her toes as she walked towards our direction, almost giving me the impression that she was headed for our table. “Stella,” I called. But she brushed past me. Her band glowed with an excessive number of immunity points. She slept with that man for immunities. Then he most definitely wasn’t human. He had to be a god too. “Buckle up, players. It’s reckoning time,” the Voice turned grim.

But I promised Serena I wouldn't touch her for now. "Only with Serena is special. And if it were you..." I approached; Stella trembled and immediately backed away. She bowed her head, not daring to raise her head. "I like women's nails, stunning nails. I want to spit it out for a collection. Do you mind?" I asked, looking at Stella's hand-painted red. Sure enough, she was so scared that she couldn't stop shaking. She tightened her handbag and spoke tremblingly. "I remembered I hadn't turned off the water at the hotel. I went back to turn off the water. Goodbye, Alpha."

"Do you want to talk about what brought you all the way here and made you hold onto me as if you never wanted to let go... now don't get me wrong, I love this, but open up to me and let me assist you, baby." Stella exhales deeply, then gazes up at me with tear-streaked cheeks. "Last week, I contemplated suicide because the same nightmare kept recurring. Professor Hamilton was harming Dakoda, and I believed that by ending my life, he would stop searching for me and cease hurting those I care about. I know it was wrong to think that way and it would cause pain to the people I love. But I still feel overwhelmed and I want to spend the night with you, so I won't dream about him."

Stella gave her best friend a cheeky smile and walk pass him. "Stella!" Her best friend grabs her by elbow and spins around to look at him. "What I'm truthful here, I just got a feeling when I was on the bus and...." Her rumbling had stopped when Scott protectively wrap his arms around her. "What do you want?" Stella looks up at her best friend confused but then looks in front of her to see two figures staring at them. There was a beautiful girl with long curly blonde hair, pretty hazel eyes, and a killer body any girl would die for. She was wearing a black tank top with black jeans and heel boots.

She pulls her phone from her pocket as she exits the server room. She switches to her hacker mainframe and quickly sends off the files to Adrian and his company. Not even a few seconds later, Adrian responds to her with the payment. Adrian: We should work together again. Tracer: Never contact me again. Every time Stella interacts with Adrian, whether it is as herself, her hacker persona, or from behind the mafia princess’ mask at a ball, she always ends up in turmoil. Having more contact with him will only make her sad.