Hazel Haskett Novels & Stories

I commenced only to see it was actually Hazel that was staring right back at me. My brows creased in confusion. What is happening? She walked her way towards my table and took the seat facing me. Up to that moment, I was still in shocked and my eyes were glued on her. “Are you the one I'm supposed to meet?” She uttered dropping a file on the table together with her bag. If I say I wasn't shocked at her statement, I would be lying. Like did she just pretended she didn't know me? “I’m Hazel Dalen; Mrs. Rose assistant” She profound pulling her hand front. Like seriously. The expression on her face was void. Like she doesn't know me completely.

Ferris asked as he raised his eyebrow questionably as he eyed the file. " Mrs. Mckenzie never brought her to any gatherings as she didn't wanted to panic her. Your father has met Miss Hazel twice now—. "Hazel? So they named her after her eyes...." Ferris spoke casually thinking about the striking hazel eyes of the feisty beauty. "Yes, Hazel Lincoln. Both parents are dead and is a Londoner." Ben added observing his boss who seemed deep in thoughts. "Hmm.." Ferris hummed, "she shouldn't have seen us murdering, however is she still unconscious?"

But Hazel is afraid that Daddy will be insulted for bringing someone like Hazel," Hazel murmured in a small voice. The girl didn't want the person who comforted her to be insulted by her business partner for bringing her seedy self. "Ah, you are so cute. You have to remember in the future, you are from Austin Halton. There is no reason not to be confident!" Austin rubbed Hazel's hair anxiously. How could there be someone as unique as Hazel in this world? Girls. "Ah, Daddy, my hair is a mess." Hazel tried to tidy up her hair, which the Caucasian man had messed up. Hazel was a little annoyed that her hair was always a mess.

He pecked her and sat down beside her on the same couch. Hazel wore a top and a trouser. She applied a simple makeup and looking so gorgeous. She separated her legs and faced Alex. “Am good and big congratulations to you. I’m really happy that you have found an investor for Viral. I’m happy!” She uttered in loud tone. “Thank you, baby girl!” Alex uttered. That was what he called her and he had used to it. “So, what step are you taking now? What’s the first step you want to take?” Hazel asked. She folded her right leg on the couch and she and Alex faced each other.

“He’s hot, isn’t he?” The orange-hair huntress, Hazel Robinson, whispered to Sushmita. Hazel was deputy chief with a personality that was in direct contrast from her superior. She was the approachable one, the friendly one, the one you’d want at a party because she’d light up the room. Sushmita, on the other hand, would just dim everything down - at least, that was how she felt.

" she swore, her voice as solemn as ever. "Alright then. What about Hazel? I want the visit to be as discreet as possible." "Sir Kia, you sound like we don't know who ma'am Hazel is. Your card will be enough distraction for her," I hated admitting she was right. Hazel's materialism had shone brighter than her character... It's not like she had any in the first place. "It's my partner you're talking about here."

My pulse was high, not only from the noise, but also from the thought of seeing him again. I spotted his familiar long hair ahead, but before I could call his name, someone stepped into my path and blocked me. Hazel. Her eyes swept over me with the kind of slow disdain that made you want to check if you’d spilled something on your shirt. She was wearing a denim miniskirt and a red tank top, her jacket tied to her waist.. Even here, she looked effortlessly composed, like she owned the place. "Well, well," she drawled, lips curling. "If it isn’t Kael’s newest shadow."

“You made me worried, Hazel. Don’t just appear out of nowhere. Especially earlier when your annoying friend removed her contact lenses.” Hazel and I broke apart from our hug when Zekiel arrived, glaring at me, so I hid behind Hazel. “Don’t worry, Keil. I’ll scare you more next time.” Zekiel gave Hazel a sharp look, but she didn’t care at all. By the way, this is Hazel Reign. She’s a mafia leader. I met her four years ago, during the time someone tried to harm my brother Clark. She helped me infiltrate them, and her reason? She was annoyed with her father’s way of running the mafia world, so she approached me—especially since she knew I was the only one who could tame her father.

Her sharp sapphire eyes stared at him as if she wanted to skin him alive. “Have you gone nuts, Clayton?” Hazel erupted. She ran her fingers in her shoulders-length hair. Hazel is the present Chief Human Resource of Phoenix Empire. She was also the one in charge of finding him a secretary ‘again’ which is obviously the least of her favorite tasks. “Don't ignore me, Icen Clayton Blackstone!” Icen raised his head with a sigh. He saw the deep frown carved on her forehead, knitting her elegant eyebrows into a straight line. “Why did you have to fire your new secretary?” She asked her jaw clenched.

And so, Hazel's journey continued—a journey of purpose, service, and the enduring belief that each individual had the power to spark change, inspire others, and leave a lasting legacy of kindness and transformation in the world. As Hazel's journey unfolded, she found herself at a crossroads, contemplating the next chapter of her life and the impact she wanted to make on a larger scale. She recognized the need for systemic change and collective action to address the complex challenges facing society, from climate change to social inequality. Driven by her passion for sustainability, social justice, and community empowerment, Hazel decided to pursue a career in policy advocacy and public servi