Hazel Fanart Novels & Stories

Hazel was standing in the corner of the shop, starring at the large screen of race cars in front of her as though she was keenly interested, but in truth she could barely see what was in front of her. Her mind was elsewhere, she couldn't help but keep wondering what Freya and Lucinda were discussing.

To make Hazel, his. .............................. To be continued

“Something that hurts Reaper. Routes. Safehouses. Weak points in their security. Prove you’re choosing me.” Hazel didn’t look up right away. She finished writing a note, then set the pen down. Her face stayed calm, almost bored. Inside, her mind turned fast and cold. *Feed him scraps. Make them look valuable. Point him at places we already abandoned or reinforced. Buy time. Learn more.*

Or would he need someone who calmed him down, someone like Hazel? Yeah. Stupid me had checked out Hazel’s social media a few times, and I must say it made me hate her less. For a while, at least. All her pictures were of animals, books she read, and food. Hardly any selfies, and all in all, pretty boring. But still, I hated her a bit. Because despite being pretty boring on social media, she had still managed to capture Argo’s heart.

Nikita tries telling her, but as usual, Hazel doesn't listen, and Nikita has been worried about Ricky's disappearance. She should keep worrying because she'd never find him. A car pulled up. Hazel's face instantly lit up. At times, she wondered if the acid had washed off her senses. She faced Winter, her heavy makeup glittering on her face. Her eyelids were heavy, and she lifted her artificial eyelashes that were dark because of the mascara. Her lipstick was heavy too. Her appearance could scare a child. "You are my bodyguard, don't forget it," she said coldly.

“Actress. Two failed marriages, three perfume campaigns, and one conveniently timed charity scandal. Lovely hair though.” Hazel’s thumb paused over the image. “I’ve seen her before.” “She’s everywhere lately. Maybe she wants to be you.” Hazel didn’t react. Instead, she leaned back, her mind already working. “She won’t.” Mia grinned, delighted. “There’s the tone I missed.” Hazel turned the phone off and placed it neatly on the coffee table. “Let’s be certain first. I’ll have someone verify.” “Who?” “My assistant, Emilia. She’s efficient.”

She dug until she couldn't feel anything anymore. That afternoon, Selene came to the garden to take pictures. She was wearing a beautiful white dress and high heels. “Hazel!” she called. “Come here! Fan me! And make sure the wind is steady! If I get hot, you will be sorry!” Hazel put down the hoe and took the big fan. She started fanning Selene continuously. Her arms were already dead tired, but she moved them back and forth, back and forth. But she was so weak. Her speed slowed down.

Hazel felt nervous and her hands gripped her clothes, the only thing she thought of was being ground Into the floor. Her nervous eyes searched through the crowd, admist the piercing gaze, she could recognize one, the piercing eyes of the witch she had met at Axel’s office yesterday. Her eyes were dark and her face, and body were written on with hate, Hazel could detect one thing, that she wanted Seb, and the thought of that made her foam. She suddenly wanted to have Riyyan away cause she hated the darkness her eyes entailed. Hazel felt everyone’e eyes on her but she felt Axel’s gaze on her more and she burned under his hot gaze.