Novel & Cerita Hazel From The Fault In Our Stars

Micah would mark her and she would forever be happy. But then, if the healer failed... Her mood sank. It became stained by the thoughts of failing. Her father would die. She would die... never to return to earth again. "My lady, where have you been?" Hazel snapped out of her thoughts and her eyes focused on the plum woman in front of her —the maid. "I went to see the healer in town. Is everything okay?" Hazel asked. She was already in the castle but she hadn't reached her room yet. She and the maid met in the corridor leading to her room.

AMELIA stood frozen where she was, the glass of water still in her hand and her phone now removed fromher ears, with the front door just clicked open— Her eyes widened. “Hazel?” she called out in shock, momentarily forgetting she was still on the phone with Clara. The girl standing by the door lifted her gaze toward her. “Yeah, Mom.” For a second, Amelia just stared. Hazel stood there with her backpack slung over one shoulder, her uniform slightly creased from travel, strands of her hair falling loosely around her face. She looked tired… but also oddly determined.

*HAZEL * Stepping out of the lobby felt like escaping a burning room. Evander’s gaze still clung to my skin — low, commanding, intrusive in the way it always used to be. Except now… he wasn’t looking at Hazel. He was speaking to Summers, a stranger with a new face, masked scent, and erased past. He had no idea who I was. I made sure of that the day I rose from the ashes of the girl he shattered. But his presence…

But sadly, the healer requires the blood of a lady, which means Hazel. The same Hazel that has been serving us in the past. The same Hazel who has always been a nobody? If only this had happened earlier, I'm sure it wouldn’t have taken this long to get her head and blood into my bare hands. I sighed, moving closer to my baby. She lay on her back, hands stretched, legs stretched. Her black eyeballs were up, ahead of the white ones, refusing to close. I let out a sigh, looking at some white particles streaming out of her nose, down to her shrunken mouth, with a few little flies perching around it.

She whined like a child, covering her head with a white woollen cap and pushing her feet into the warm boots, ready to leave as soon as Irene would let her leave. “But you’re not well nowadays, Haze. What if you vomited there as well?” Irene asked her, automatically her eyes holding concern when she looked at Hazel. Two days had passed since that point. That day she suddenly had vomiting. Her head also started aching. The same thing started happening again and again for the last two days. That is why Irene was worried about her. She asked her to get a check which Hazel immediately refused because she hated hospitals, doctors and medicines. The environment made her nauseated and because Hazel

05: HAZEL: It stung a little whenever I had to pee or walk around. That's why he ordered me to stay in bed. I obeyed again as I didn't want to anger him. He gave me the reason why he bit me. Because I closed my eyes. I was glad that he let me have a few days. He didn't touch me in those few days. He gave me an ointment I was supposed to apply whenever I used the bathroom.

It is so delicious and flavorful! "This is delicious, mom! You're the best cook ever!" She just smiles and eats with me. The next morning, everyone is talking about Hilary. "Who would do that to her?" "Maybe some stalker, you know how perfect that girl is." "Celestia!" I turn my gaze to one of my classmates named Darrel. "Hilary is indeed missing?" he asked with a worried face. "Y-yes." "Dang! Whoever kidnapped her should die!" he's Hilary's groupmate in Science. I mean who can't resist Hilary's charm? She's so friendly.

I guess it's just a decoration there. “Another feast?” Hazel ushered crashing next to me. She scooted closer while reaching for the fork and took a piece of apple to her mouth. “Yes. To cool down your brain” “What brain? With all the delicious you fed me my brain will only burst” She said with a chuckle. I wrapped my arms around her inhaling her scent. “I would like that. I want to be the reason for your brain to burst. Only for me” Her giggle followed next.

He was laid on the bed, in his chamber, while Hazel sat beside him on the bed. “Oh! Please Luther, be alive for me and our unborn child.” Hazel said as she rubbed her stomach gently, while she laid beside him. At midnight, Hazel stood close to the window, as she stared at the stars, she smiled gently, as her thoughts drift to Rita, she decided to go to Rita’s chamber, to check on her. Hazel felt bad and guilty for Benedict’s death, and since then, she couldn’t look at Rita in the eyes. She gently looked at the chain, Benedict gave to her to give to Rita, she felt more pain in her heart, as she gazed at it in her hand.

“No one will steal my attention from you. Zara is gone, you own me now! Give it a shot. You think I'll be here pleading if I knew how to convince you without pleading? When did you get to know a Damian who doesn't have some ego?! You made me this, Hazel,” "That's it!”. She paused, swallowing hard to stop her tears. "I, Hazel Moonlight…" “Hazel, don't!!" I shouted but she wouldn't listen.