Hazel Hook

Would you hook up with the guy who turned down your best friend? Definitely not! It's against the girl code. . . . Hazel Woods is a carefree, young, witty girl who loves to have fun. She is the type who respects friendships more than anything and would do anything for her best friend who has been there for her since forever. A silly bet for $500 dollars turns her life upside down where she struggles to save her friendship whilst controlling her desire for the hottest guy she has ever encountered. Jayden Brooks is anything but humble. He knows the effect he has on a woman and uses it to his advantage. Once he sets his eye on a woman, he would do anything to get her in his bed but... Would Hazel be any different? Or would she be another one of his hot pursuits? Read more to find out what happens when the truth comes out and hearts are broken. P.S : Not a regular cliche story!

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.

Brooklyn Davis, at nineteen works as a waitress at an upscale restaurant in downtown Chicago. Two days back, her twin brother, Brandon had suddenly disappeared with a message that asked her not to worry about him. Brooklyn is in a strange dilemma when weird things start happening at her workplace. She is watched and stalked by a pair of hazel eyes every day, every minute. Who is the man? Why was he watching her all the time? How will Brooklyn ever get rid of him? At twenty-nine, Nikolas Ardolf is hard, arrogant and a ruthless monster who only understands two things, business and money. Having been abandoned on the streets at birth, he had a very hard childhood but all that changed when he was picked up by the ruthless old man, Daniel Ardolf, unmarried and the sole owner of Ardolf Winery. He hates women after his own mom had betrayed him. Then why does he stalk the innocent Brooklyn everyday? What does he want? Why can't he stay away from her?  Read this passionate love story of how Nikolas Ardolf chases the sweet Brooklyn. Will he get what he wants?

"You know the rules Noah". Drew says, clocking the gun in my face while smirking at me. "If you can't pay me before the deadline. I take away the one good thing you love dearly. But in your case, the two good things you love dearly" I've always had my life planned out for me, race, skip classes, race again. My whole life centered around illegal street racing because I loved it and also had a huge debt left to me by my father that I needed to pay. And Drew, my boss, leader of a notorious gang, Snakes and Ladders, was a man of rules. But I also had my own rules. Never fall in love or hold anything dear because in a snap of a finger Drew could take it all away from me. But that was until a hazel eyes brunette helped me treat my wounds from a racing accident. And a green-eyed little girl a female version of me, appeared on my doorstep claiming to be my daughter. Hi, Author here. You can follow my page on Facebook for updates and fan arts@Chimdi Jane Samuel Reach out on Twitter @janelovescoding and Instagram @chimdi_jane_samuel This book HAS NOT been published anywhere else apart from GoodNovel so if seen elsewhere please report to me or send an email @ janesamuel308@gmail.com

"You think you have a choice?" Alberto's voice was low and lethal. "I am Alpha Supreme. What I decide is law." Akira, trembling on her knees, looked up at him through tears. “You can punish me all you want. It won’t change the truth. I love Gonzalo.” His jaw tightened, he could feel his blood boil from so much anger. “You are bound to me by fate, Akira. You’re mine, whether you like it or not.” But Akira didn’t flinch. Her heart belonged to another—and she refused to live in fear. Alberto’s cold smile returned. “As for my dear brother… he’ll pay for touching what’s mine.” Torn between fate and forbidden love, Akira must face the wrath of an Alpha scorned. Will Alberto’s obsession destroy them all, or will love defy destiny? When bloodlines, betrayal, and prophecy collide, only one truth remains—love may be a choice, but survival is certain.

Hazel is thrown out of the pack by her supposed mate and alpha. She’s left with the little life growing inside of her and promises to hate Alpha Asher forever as she rejects him as her mate and alpha. Life looks promising as the lycan king picks interest in her and wants nothing more than to have a bond with her and her son, who now has a heart condition due to the harsh conditions she had to face after Asher’s rejection. Her life is thrown back into a mess as Asher resurfaces and has sworn to make her life a living hell but she’s not backing down and would take even the greatest measure to prove to him that she’s better off without him. What happens when Hazel finds out a shocking truth?

“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

“You don’t know how much I’ve been dying to hear you scream beneath me.” He whispered into my right ear with his husky and extremely sexy voice. I groaned as I moved slightly, hitting his dick lightly with my movement and he growled as he took my breast in his palm. “Then fuck me, I’ll scream all you want. I’ll do whatever, just fuck me.” I begged, he was no longer my boss, he was now someone I wanted to take all of my innocence away. ———————————- After being forced to quit her job because of her abusive boss, Hazel Wallace searched for jobs to no avail, soon she saw the opportunity to be a stripper. Falling in love was not included in the contract Hazel signed, she was just a stripper in his club and his private slut. The contract was to make sure neither of them develop feelings for the other. But what happens when an incident from the past comes in between them, threatening what they share? Warning: Mature content, BDSM, fights and blood.

Hazel Green's late mother's business of housing seniors is now in control of her wicked stepfather. With her loved ones under his hostile care, she is eager to obey his demands to keep them safe. Including acting as a spy in the Kingston Corporation for intel that will dismantle his rival's empire. But, entangling herself with the infamous billionaire, Dimitri Kingston, throws a wrench in her plan. Intrigued by his ruthless desire for her, she runs the risk of her stepfather following through on his threat to murder her beloved seniors one by one. With Hazel deeply involved with Dimitri, she risks far more than she had expected. Love. Loyalty. And lives.