Hazel Grace Novels & Stories

All I want is my sister's happiness, nothing more. "So, we both have news to share. We were hoping to say that at a restaurant but someone ruined everything." Daniel said, eyeing me. "Don't tell me, what I'm thinking is true," Rachel said, smiling cheerfully. "What?" I asked, not having a mere idea of what they were all thinking about. "Jayce, I'm pregnant," Grace replied, placing her hand on her stomach. "You're pregnant," I mumbled, with all my senses numbed. Okay, I had enough for today. " If you want to share something else, say it now because I'm tired of all the surprises."

" Hazel walked out of the venue unsteadily, bumping into two people along the way. She didn't even apologize. She knew it was impolite, but she couldn't care less. She had taken cold medicine today and had a drink earlier. She didn't even know what kind of drink it was, and now she was feeling dizzy and uncomfortable all over.But the most uncomfortable thing was her heart. She knew she shouldn't care, and normally she wouldn't even bother with Rachael. But today, for some reason she felt a bit unsettled. She was strong, but she was still just a human, a woman among humans. Waiting for the elevator with her arms crossed, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible. But the elevator seemed to

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"Hello, Lily" the woman greeted with a broad smile. Lily felt puzzled. This woman know her name? She stared at her. The woman looked elegant and graceful and could not pass for a maid. Is she Kayden Diego's mother or a close relative? "Hi" Lily replied and smiled as well. Smile is truly contagious and one receives it when you give it. The woman introduced herself as Ms Gracey and said she'll be staying in the mansion with her for the time being.

Hazel said seductively as she adjusted the singlet sleeve of her night dress. Cade had no reason to object as he was beginning to enjoy Hazel’s company. He took off his suit and picked up his glass and seat beside Hazel. For the next moment, they clinked glasses as they sipped their wine, talking about random things from their past. “You look so calm. No one would believe you were such a big time rebel.” Cade pointed out. Hazel sighed, “Well, since Ivy came into the picture, I have to be a great role model to her.” she explained. “And by the way, people change. I mean, it's hard to believe you were ever allergic to women.” She teased.

she stared at me and when she noticed my gaze zeroed on her mouth, she made a quick attempt to remove the crumbs that had settled on her lips and its corners, using her right hand. Her long brown hair was swept back in a ponytail, her face was bare of makeup. Hazel wore a simple tank top and a flowery cotton skirt, a casual summery outfit that effortlessly showed off her stunning curves. The pupils of her large, limpid eyes seemed to dilate and Her eyes were a thousand shades, depths of green and blue and amber like a deep, ancient river. Her pink tongue unconsciously darted out to lick the top of her full, sweetly sensual lips, and I nearly groaned. Where is my self-control? Her figure is

Every year, new children enter the main house. For Hazel, which category does she fall into? Actually, she was also talented in the medical field, but her passion for cooking was greater so she would later enter the Reagans as a servant. She was supposed to help the chef in the kitchen and also prepare some other things. A definite future was waiting in front of her eyes. Then, did nothing occur to her to escape and mingle with the outside world?

You seem more comfortable when she's around. Hazel's expression softened at the mention of her furry companion. "Yes, that sounds perfect. Thank you, Zain." Hazel got up and began to prepare herself for the day, but a feeling of being adrift still swayed her thoughts. Yet, the prospect of escaping her thoughts for a while outside seemed like a lifeline. As she stepped into the bathroom, she couldn't help but steal a quick glance at her reflection in the mirror, hoping to find some reassurance of normalcy. Pressing on with her morning routine, she was abruptly interrupted by a sudden, searing pain shooting through her wrist.

The door was locked, and the woman was staring at Hazel, her dark eyes gleaming with sparks. "Are you one of Harold's people?" Hazel ignored the woman, calmly washing her hands. The question seemed more like a confirmation of her identity. If Harold had sent more people, she might have been more cautious, but with just one person in a crowded place, she knew they wouldn’t dare do anything. Actually, while sparring earlier, Hazel had noticed something odd about her body. She hadn’t exercised in a long time, so she should have been out of shape, just like Sully, who had struggled to keep up. Yet, after fighting for so long, Hazel didn’t feel tired at all—her stamina seemed even better than bef

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.