Hazel And Cha Cha Novels & Stories

**** [CASTELLAN HOUSE] Hazel's flip-flop slapped the stairs as she climbed down in hurried steps. She stood in front of Nikita and raised the gown above her face. "This or that?" Nikita, who was on her phone, looked at her to see the dress. One is colored red and the other is black. She narrowed her pupils. "What are you doing with that?" Hazel brought her hand down. "Come on," she stamped her feet twice. "I'm trying to choose the clothes I'll wear to the birthday party."

Either way, I had no idea how Lily would react or what I was supposed to do with the feelings crashing through me. During the ceremony, Chester kept glancing my way, his face caught between surprise and disbelief. I kept my eyes away. The awkwardness was more than I could bear. I excused myself halfway through the ceremony and headed for the restroom. I'd barely stepped into the hallway when Chester stopped me. There was no one else around. He spoke quietly, with a hint of amusement in his voice. "You were near the front at the concert, wearing a white mini skirt." I snapped my gaze up and met his eyes, creased at the corners with a knowing smile. He remembered, and yet he was Lily's husband

Max stumbled back, surprised by her sudden attack. Hazel's hands closed around his throat, her fingers digging deep into his fur. Max tried to shake her off, but she held tight. For a moment, they were locked in a fierce standoff, neither one giving an inch. Then, Max's eyes flashed with anger, and he threw Hazel across the room. She landed hard, her body crashing into the wall with a sickening thud. Max turned to me, his eyes blazing with triumph, then I knew I was next but Hazel's next action left me stunned.

Hazel’s rage flared. Her eyes glowed an eerie gold as pure energy pumped through her body, and the air sizzled with electricity. “You!” Hazel bellowed, her voice causing the earth to quake as she unleashed her power on the two women. Evelyn screamed whilst her body contorted in agony as if she was being burned alive from the inside out. Her hands flew to her throat, choking on the inability to breathe. Freya tried to run but Hazel’s magic wrapped around Freya’s body, twisting her limbs together.

But then again, it’s not like anyone would see them making out, so she didn’t have to do it. As she opened her mouth to speak, Hazel got up at once. “I can’t watch this.” She ran off. “I’ll do the dare,” Bella said as her best friend vanished into the crowd heartbroken, and Fae smiled, directing them towards her room. The entire crowd followed behind. Hazel ran into the triplets, who were confused on why the entire house was filled with chants. “What’s happening? What’s with the chant?” Finn asked, grabbing her hand, but she withdrew.

Cause I don’t wanna fall in love. If I did that! I think I’d have a heart attack! Hazel had resumed the singing with Demi Lovato, dancing like crazy with her red mane flipping wildly. After the song, she was panting heavily with a faint smile. Then the smile disappeared and dread took over on her face. She clutched her legs tightly together and looked up with worry. Ezequiel raised an eyebrow questioning her quietly. “I need to pee!” She whispered putting her hand between her legs. “I have forgotten where the bathroom was! Oh my God!”

Hazel, feeling the strength in his touch, allowed herself to be led, her movements mirroring his with graceful precision. In a moment of subtle intimacy, Rafael turned to Hazel so that her back was against him. His grip remained steady on her midriff, and Hazel, with a slight tilt of her head, met his gaze. The warmth of his breath on her neck sent a shiver down her spine as he tenderly stroked her arm, creating a delicate yet electrifying connection. Hazel's heart raced as Rafael skillfully led the dance, moving in perfect harmony with the music. His prowess on the dance floor was undeniable, and Hazel found herself captivated by his every move.

Grabbing her phone from her pocket, she noticed an unread text. Tanya: Don’t wait up for me Hazel rolled her eyes with a fond smile, shaking her head as she tucked her phone back into her pocket. The alcohol she’d had previously, coupled with the tequila, hummed in her veins. She knew she should go home, but the urge to let loose was strong. Too strong. Making her way onto the dance floor, Hazel allowed the music to sweep her up into its pulsating rhythm. Closing her eyes, she rode the wave, arms crossed on the top of her head as her hips swayed from side to side.

03: HAZEL: I watched him as he walked toward the mini bar in that room and poured himself a drink. Then he walked back toward me while sipping from the glass. I was afraid to even look at him. I couldn't help but wonder what kinds of punishments he had in mind for me. He pinched my chin light and guided my gaze toward his. “What's your name, Mi Amor?” He asked while staring at my face. “Hazel!” I replied in a low tone.

Hazel. The party was a blur of laughter, music, and swirling lights. But amidst the chaos, there was a moment frozen in time, etched into the deepest recesses of my memory—the rooftop. Chris and I, cocooned in our own world, away from the pulsating energy below. He leaned against the railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the soft glow illuminating his features. I remember how his eyes sparkled with dreams of the future as he spoke, his words weaving promises of forever.