Hazel Fanart Novels & Stories

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.

“I’m digging through archived Italian filings tonight. That firm is old. Someone will have slipped somewhere.” Hazel looked at him. “Be careful.” He smiled slightly. “You worry about me?” She didn’t smile back. “Yes.” His expression shifted. Softer. But he didn’t push it. He walked around the table, picking up more documents. Hazel pulled the photo from her pocket. She looked at the tiny face in it, the small girl in the hospital bassinet. Light brown hair. Eyes barely open. Valentina hovering behind her. Backup. The word kept echoing.

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.

Hazel chuckled softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I was showering," she admitted, her tone light. With the video call in full swing, Logan and Doris engaged in conversation with their daughter, eager to catch up on the details of her life. But amidst the exchange, Francisco found himself unable to tear his gaze away from Hazel, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of her radiant smile. Unaware of Francisco's lingering gaze, Hazel nervously ran her fingers through her hair, her attention divided between her family and the laptop screen. But as she glanced at the screen, a flicker of uncertainty crossed her features, her eyes momentarily frozen in place.