Hazbin Hotel Stella Novels & Stories

But Tracy dared not to approach Lucas, her mind telling her that something horrible was about to happen. Stunned and greatly mad at the sudden intrusion, Stella dropped her juice glass, letting it shatter on the floor. Striding forward, she stood in front of the man who was glaring at her, her eyes flaming as well. “Lucas Harrison! What's the meaning of this!? Why did you destroy my party by chasing my guests away!?” “I should have let them stay so they could see how despicably wicked you are. Stella, what is your business with Heidi?” Stella's anger washed away, replaced by the frown on her face. “What do you mean? Did Heidi tell you that I have any business with her? Tell me what lies she

She teased, “What affinity the two of you share—one cold, and the other, demanding. To think that both of you would encounter a chance so rare.” Stella chuckled. “Do prepare my medicine for me, please.” “Sure.” Zeta stood up. “Let me grab a sip of water first.” She went to another room to retrieve the medicine as Stella stood where she was, waiting for her. A while later, someone opened the door to Zeta’s office. A familiar figure walked in. “Zeta?” Stella was stunned for a moment, shocked to see Xavier in Zeta’s office. Xavier furrowed his brows, confused at seeing Stella instead of Zeta in the room. “What are you doing here?”

Stella pointed towards the TV, her eyes wide with fear, “that’s him. That’s the man I heard speaking to my mother. He was talking about finishing what he had started, about taking you away from us.” “Are... are you sure?” I asked, my mind reeling. Stella’s trembling finger was pointed at a picture of Chris Harris displayed on the screen, with bold letters announcing his escape from the courthouse, successfully eluding the police. Stella’s mate wrapped his arm protectively around her. His expression hardened. “She is sure, Luna. Stella was normal until the TV replayed the press conference Chris Harris had, and she collapsed. I saw the way she stiffened when she heard his voice. She didn’t mov

Please don't call me again, he will doubt me otherwise! Stella hit the sent button and sighed. "I hope he does not suspect me!" She spoke to herself before exiting the room. ~~~~ "This is cute. Look at this!" Stella chimed pointing at a stuffed toy. It was a baby penguin of a small size smiling at her from behind the glass of the showroom, "You want it?" She vigorously shook her head in yes. "Okay, wait here... I will go and get it for you." Max ruffled her hair before entering the showroom.

“Yet, I can’t examine her gorgeous figure whenever he is around.” “You are all here.” Addison and Brandon snapped them back to reality. “We want to introduce you to some important figures.” A couple of minutes ago, Stella got bored of greeting every single guest. She smoothly moved away from the crowd, making her way towards the splendid night view from the rooftop. The famous hotel was one of the tallest buildings in USA and the view said it all. Stella’s golden dress covered the floor with its sparkling fabric. She gracefully held the glass around her delicate fingers.

"You wasted five of your time saying that, take good care of your next words." "My name is Stella and I'm an astronomer," I decided to introduce myself, to at least win more than ten seconds. It seemed to work because the Alpha sketched a slight shock when dilating his pupils. Around us, the silence was present. "I study the stars, and I found coordinates following the constellations of the zodiac. Or rather, some constellations, because there were many others that I didn't have time to translate." "And what did the moon say to you?" he asked, letting go of my chin. "Duntied did the moon agree to send you here?"

Harlow "You human b*tch!" Stella screamed as she lurched forward and put her hands on Brat's throat. The girl was small, but she was still a werewolf and had no problem lifting Brat off her feet. She dropped Brat back down, though, when Red and Gunner both pulled her back. "Stella, come on!" Gunner exclaimed. Stella began to shift, and sandy blonde hair began to sprout all over her body. "Enough!" Blayze's voice roared from across the yard.

"Find out Stella's whereabouts." As soon as his message was sent, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out. "What's going on?" A commotion broke out among the guests. A few seconds later, a massive, pitch-black image appeared on the main screen. It was the footage of my final moments. The entire hall erupted into an uproar. Gasps and frantic whispers broke out everywhere. "Isn't that Mr. Cox's lawful wife, Stella Whitmore?" "Holy crap, this is brutal! She looks like she's in so much pain."

Stella My name is Stella Hale, and I was never supposed to see what I saw that night. It was supposed to be a normal late-night study session in the old library basement. I was hunting for a rare reference book when I knocked over a dusty shelf. A hidden panel slid open, revealing a sleek black door with a glowing scarlet eye symbol. Curiosity won. I pushed it open.

After finalizing the proposal, they share a quiet, unexpectedly domestic dinner before they finally heads back to Ethan's own suite. Beneath the estate, the temperature in the underground holding cell drops violently as the winter night deepens. Stella clutches her thin silk nightgown, her consciousness fading in and out of a blurry, agonizing haze. Suddenly, the door groans open, and the sharp clicking of heels echoes against the stone. Stella tries desperately to open her swollen eyes, but she is entirely devoid of strength. Luna comes to a stop right in front of the trembling woman, looking down at the broken heiress with eyes that hold zero emotion. She feels not a single ounce of pity f