Hazel From The Fault In Our Stars Novels & Stories

"What's gotten into you, Curt? Didn't we agree not to bring up the past anymore—" "Hazel told me that she saved a teenager from certain death ten years ago, and she still has scars on her calf from when the zombies attacked her." Curtis suddenly tore at the hem of Brenda's pants and saw that her lower leg was as smooth and tender as a baby's. It looked vastly different from how rough and bumpy he remembered his savior's legs were when she carried him on her back years ago. "My savior also had three crescent-shaped scars on her calf that were parallel to each other."

Hazel's wasn't breathing, her chest moved up, and down to suck oxygen. Sofia couldn't believe that the woman infront of her was so weak, ready to take her own life. .................. Dear readers!!! Do you feel Hazel's pain ?? Can you feel how much it hurts, when you have saved your virginity for the person whom you love, but a mere stranger ruin you giving you no choice, but only to hug death. Write,your comments and let me know . Hazel is one of the persons, who didn't have a good childhood, but them there is met, Hayden ,who beca

“As long as you are useful. Now, make us some coffee. And make it sweet. I know you like putting extra sugar, right? Or maybe you put something else in it? Like poison?” “Selene, stop teasing her,” Xander said, but he wasn’t stopping her. He was actually watching with amusement in his eyes. “She’s too stupid to even know how to make poison.” Hazel stood up and walked to the kitchen, tears finally falling from her eyes. She couldn't stop them anymore. Every day was a battle. Every day was a test of how much pain she could take. She walked to the window and looked outside. The sky was gray. She felt so alone. So hopeless.

"You'll what? Kill me like you killed Lyraine?" Yuka's eyes went cold. "Maybe" *** Hazel lay on her bed, her left eye swollen. She was pissed. Of all the injuries in the world, she detested having a black eye. She'd been so close to knocking out Nazu. Hazel hated defeat. She felt both angry at herself and Nazu. She heard a knock on the door and sat up with a wince, holding a hand to her injured ribs. "Come in" she said and the door swung open. Caden walked in with a worried look on his face.

She snorted at this, “So you admit that you are the devil in disguise.” Hazel lowered her gaze. “I have always felt he was the reason for my parents’ death. I stopped caring out of spite. I wanted revenge… but I didn’t think it would come to this.” “Then save him,” She said coldly. “Don’t waste your tears and fi what you broke.” “Is there even a way?” Hazel asked, voice cracking. “You poisoned him,” Maddison said. “So fix it.” Hazel looked at me. “Didn’t you study healing? Then you should do something.”

Running a hand down my face, I try to clear the fog latching onto my brain, and instead of focusing on the file right in front of me, my thoughts keep going back to a reddish-brown-haired goddess. swirling slightly in my chair, my mind skims over what happened earlier. "What are the odds?" My sigh comes out heavily. I never imagined meeting Hazel under these circumstances. I can't possibly confront her and demand an explanation for her treacherous actions, not that I needed one anyway. I already know exactly what she is. A convincing cold-hearted bitch. I don't want her to think she got to me or hurt succeeded in hurting me or that she still exists to me because she doesn't, she is poison. M

Hazel, though… Hazel is different. She’s the hard one. Not because she’s hostile—though sometimes she is—but because she sees through people too quickly. Too sharply. Like she’s not just a little girl, but a creature who’s lived through centuries in silence. Her eyes are too old. Too still. Like a forest before a storm. She watches everything. I had just placed the tray of honey cakes on the windowsill when she looked up at me and said it. “You’re lying.” No hesitation. No nerves. Just a tiny voice wrapped in iron certainty.

The whole day went by with Hazel reading a book in her room, trying get her mind off the current situation. she didn't see Damien after breakfast, she guessed he was out working. She finally got tired and decided to take a stroll around the house, she was still trying to find her way around the house... it was just so huge. She wore a white flare dress that reached her knees and headed for the elevator which took her to the ground floor. This time, she let her hair lose, and it fell to her back.

He looked really unhappy. “Thank you Tyler” She smiled sadly at him and he smiled back as she led her away. She stopped in her tracks and turned to look towards Liam's chamber for the last time, as her eyes blurred with tears… _________________ _________________ “Six more days to go” Hazel said and stood up. She walked to the wall and ticked off another day with a stone she had found like she had been doing for the last three weeks. She sat back down and closed her eyes. She tried chanting a spell and the only thing that happened was a stone lifting off the ground for a few seconds before dropping.

It was an alert informing me that the flight to Iskelund had already taken off. I could feel a sharp, stinging pain in my eyes, but no matter how badly I wanted to cry, I couldn't anymore. I felt a throbbing headache, but the pain in my heart was far worse, making every breath feel like torture. I realized then that Hazel was truly gone, which meant the woman I had loved most in my youth was officially dead to me from that moment on. I saw my world going black before eventually passing out. I opened my eyes again and found that my sight was entirely gone—the world around me was shrouded in total darkness.