Hazel Artinya

A huge explosion brought Aaron to the fate of his love life. He doesn’t remember his past and yet, he was greeted by a new ‘family’ when he woke up. A house fills with eight doctors and the love story bloom between them. Bit by bit, Aaron starts to remember his past when he already in love with Hazel. While Hazel is still in trauma because of her past experience, she closed her heart tightly for years.Will their love succeed to bloom? Will Aaron stay with Hazel or pursue back his old love?This is a continuation from 10 Billion To Get A Wife!

Hazel, a weak omega, comes across Alpha Austin on Thanksgiving. He is beautiful, manly, with a gaze that could make any omega's heart flutter. And she fell hard. She decided to take her feelings to the grave because she knew that he wouldn't even take a look at her. But when Austin is suddenly rejected by his long-time girlfriend, and a mishap sends Hazel straight into his arms, he leaves her with the tingling sensation of a mate's mark on her neck and announces her as his mate. Hazel is forced to agree, but even as she watches herself in the mirror, the mate mark staring right back at her, she knows deep down that his mate is someone else. Someone...who wants the position just as much as she does, and would do anything to get it.

Every girl at the age of eighteen, if left unamted, is voulentered for the Alphas Hunt. Hazel is no exception and also the only one who sees it not as a chance to find a strong Alpha to take care of her, but rather as a ceremony that strips you of your free will and sends you out into the woods to be hunted like a deer. If she is claimed she will be his. If she is not, she will return in shame and be shunned from her pack. Hazel knows the ways of the Alphas, being the daughter of a Beta but what she doesn't count on is the precense of the Lycan King. The leader of all is participating in his first ever hunt and she is his prey. ***Warning: This book contains a LOT of mature content such as strong language, explicit s*x scenes, BDSM, etc.***

Life wasn't faithful for Hazel. With a job at stake, a pile of debt and a stressful life. Hazel is a hardworking woman who has dreams and ambition of becoming a successful independent woman. Running from one job to another has never been easy for her. She believes investing herself and time is the most important skill in becoming successful. However, sometimes, being overly truthful put you in a lot of trouble. She slapped her boss after witnessing him harrasing one of his employees. Damon Lorenzo, a young eligible bachelor in New York City. Cold and arrogant. A Playboy in the eyes of the world but inside a man who needed the love and care. Hazel and Damon aren't fond of each other. They find every chance to fight. Nevertheless, love swept you up your feet at unexpected time. Will Damon find the love and care he yearns for? And will Hazel be able to get her revenge on Damon as she promised? Will love really win against the hatred in the hearts of the two musketeers?

(Sequel To INNOCENCE) —— it was not a dream to be with her, it was a prayer —— SYNOPSIS " , " °°° “Hazel!” He called her loudly, his roar was full of desperate emotions but he was scared. He was afraid of never seeing again but the fate was cruel. She left. Loving someone perhaps was not written in that innocent soul’s fate. Because she was bound to be tainted by many.

He stole her first kiss on their first encounter, and she accused him of being perverted and arrogant. Her straightforward personality hooked his interest despite the danger ahead. He announced a surrogacy competition to draw her towards him. She left no option but to join the competition only to find out he’s the same person she gave a great lesson he’d never forget. Trapped to the trick played by this ruthless billionaire, she played along with his game and became his wife. His dark secrets gradually unfold, destroying and drowning them into the deep abyss. He suddenly disappeared from her life, but another stranger came in. She could feel his warmth, and they kissed. Warm tears began to roll down from her eyes, soaking the white cloth over them. When he felt her heat tears, he panicked instantly. He did not know why, but he did not want to see her cry. “Darling, don’t cry...” He let go of her, his fingers gently touching her hair. “I won’t touch you, I won’t touch you anymore, okay?” She cried more violently, and she said in a choked voice, “Don’t talk!” “... Why?” He was a bit stunned. Gently biting her lip, she could not help saying, “When, when you talk, you sound like him very much...” He’s so gentle and dotes on her. When he spoke, she even felt that it was not another person, but her husband Joshua stood next to her. Even the way he kissed her was so similar... It was not until this moment that Hazel realized how much she missed Joshua. She was not afraid of waiting. Even if she had to wait for a long time, she would cherish it.

"Will you marry my groom, Hazel?" Indy asked me. "Are you out of your mind?" "I know you love him, please marry the devil." ~~~ Hazel Evan had been in love with her best friend's hot and irresistible fiancé, Tristan Hendrix, for a few years now. Never did she expect to receive the proposal from his supposed bride, to get married to her Prince Charming. What if it turned out to be a terrible idea? What if she regretted her action? What if she had dug her own grave to hell? But wait… What if this devil actually had developed secret feelings for her? What if she was able to create a heart for herself in the ribcage of this heartless sexy devil?

“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.

"You okay?" He asks her and she nodded but the look on her face stats she's scared. "I'm fine" She muttered. "Did they hurt you?" He asked. "No" "Look at me. Look at me Elsa!" He insisted and Elsa shivered. "Can I ask you?" "What?" He asked. "Can you please remind me how I meet you." Elsa said. "It all started at a party" He said. ___ Her name is Elsa, A nineteen years old naive girl. Beautiful with hazel eyes. She was being treated differently by her family members. What did she do? Getting raped wasn't her fault. Is that the reason she has to be treated so bad?! Everything changed, in just One day. Every day she ask herself, how on Earth did she get to meet the bad Mafia Boss! Can her life get anymore better?

"The deal was to become the fake mother of your twins, live with them and act like their sweet, perfect bossom only. Follow the contract and fucking let go of me" she glared, her hazel eyes wavering as she lay trapped under the devil, on his king-sized bed. "Say that again" his dulcet voice ran deep into her veins, his hand trapping her wrist above the headboard. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" She spat but her breaths hitched when the man slipped his fingers in between her sinfully-soaked thighs. "Aren't you such a bad little liar, dolcissima?" --- Violette La Rosa wasted five years of her life loving a man who saw her as nothing but his financial fountain. On the day of her wedding with him, she found out a secret which shattered her. Stung by the fatal venom of betrayal, Violette resorted to stabbing Dominic on the alter. Jail was inevitable, but in the wild turnaround, she got an offer from the most devilish mafia living—Massimo Visconti,, boss of the Cosa Nostra. Desperate Violette grabbed the offer with her two hands, but can she get used to living with the devil and his spawns?