Hazel Rainart Novels & Stories

As her mind wandered again in that dream, she took a deep breath to calm her troubled heart. That man had something in him. She shivered whenever she remembered how he held her in his arms, and she didn't know why. Others may regard him as the literal man of her dreams, but she would rather have a man in real life than ponder a faceless man in her dreams. Hazel's laughter had ceased. "You don't know Arach? That's unfortunate, girl. She's the most followed erotic author on Bokipad!" When she heard Hazel yelling from the other end of the line, she jolted out of her trance again. Her face was twisted. For Pete's sake, she wasn't deaf!

By the time Kenneth Ford finally showed up, I was already soaked through. He wasn't alone. There was a girl under his umbrella, and at well over six feet tall, Kenneth had enough height to shield her almost completely from the rain. He'd tilted the umbrella so far toward her that one side of his shirt was getting drenched, but he didn't seem to care. He just smiled and let her stay tucked safely beside him. Then he saw me, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Sorry, I'm late," he muttered. The girl beside him immediately turned to me. "Hannah, it's my fault. I've gotten so used to sharing Kenneth's umbrella that I asked him to walk me home. And honestly, being tucked up against him m

“Fine. But we’ll talk.” She slipped past him, coat draped over one arm. “We always do.” And she left before he could answer. Outside, the rain had returned, heavier now, washing the streets in silver streaks. Hazel stood under a covered walkway, her driver waiting near the car. She opened her phone, typed a short message. > You watched? A few seconds later, her screen lit up. > Always. She smiled, faintly. Then she took a photo of the city, rain on glass, blurred lights, and sent it to him.

Hazel was clearly upset and I had a feeling that whatever she needed to talk about shouldn’t be heard by the kids, so I glanced at her and then at Billy and Belle, warning her to just keep quiet for a moment. “Billy? Belle?” I said gently. “That’s enough garlic now. Good job, my loves. Can you go into the other room and color a picture for Aunty Hazel? She mentioned the other day that she’d like some art for her living room wall.” Hazel took my cue. “Oh, yes please,” she said seriously to them both. “My wall is so boring. I’d love to have something colorful on it.” “Like a rainbow?” Belle said, standing up from the table.

And beyond that, I am committed to nurturing her aspirations, to breathe life into her dreams of establishing her own fashion house. Hazel studied medicine and it shocks me that she doesn't want to practice that after years of hardship in school. Approaching her, I am met with the sight of her sitting alone, lost in her thoughts, perhaps on the brink of tears. I make my presence known, yet she remains oblivious, consumed by her inner turmoil. "The rain is about to fall. You mustn't risk catching cold," I caution gently, startling her from her reverie. Her gaze meets mine, soft yet haunted, and I extend my hand in a gesture of reassurance. "Let me take care of you, Hazel... please..." I impl

Caitlyn" died. Unfortunately she was still pregnant. We all were crying for her sorrowful death. She and her unborned baby yet , when the rain stopped, and they covered her face with the white sheet , I was there to witness it all, she suddenly woke up like a corpse ,then screamed high and loud ,and blood were coming from the inside of her wetting the whole bed sheets to the floor, I can remember the smell. till today it is unforgetable thing . suddenly it started raining again but it wasn't normal rain, it was very heavy rain I have never witnessed before , yet it was like waking up to the warmth of the morning , the rain became blooded all crops were stained in red , we only saw red for lo

It was never hard for him to get information, and that was what I was counting on. Riven would go after her, and I knew Keira; she would spill everything to save her neck. Then Riven would come after me, but he would be going in the wrong direction, and while he's doing that, I'll be half across the country with Hazel. We'd be so far gone by the time he realizes his mistakes, he would never find us. ****** UMBRA ART ATELIER Hazel jerked as I walked into her studio, her eyes widening as she saw me. She dropped the brush in her hand and stood up.

“Tell me everything. I'm all ears, my baby.” “Well,” Hazel began, excitement bubbling in her voice, “I got first place in math again— Miss Rivera even said I solved the problem faster than anyone else. And then, in art class, my drawing of the rainbow got put on the board for everyone to see. And—” she giggled, “I got picked to be class monitor for next week!” Adrian’s eyes softened with pride. “Hazel, that is amazing. My girl is a genius and an artist? Look at you. I’m so proud of you.”

Rita had been the only person allowed to take care of her aside the other maidens, Hazel chose Rita because she’s more free and relaxed with her, She’s the only maiden allowed to go into Hazel’s room, Rita wasn’t Just a maiden to Hazel but a close friend she told virtually everything, Hazel rode back home after swimming, as she went to her room to settle in, Rita came in with a bowl of white rice and grilled chicken in a tray and kept it on the table close to Hazel’s bed. Hazel’s room is well decorated with shining materials, red and black in colors, she loves danger and finds joy in fighting, which her mother taught her, how to use and defend herself with a knife. Her mother was a warrior w

Tired of being confused, Rain climbed up into the chair, lifted her skirt and got to work. She started out doing things the same way she always had, but a few minutes into her session, some of the comments other girls had made before about how to make it more enjoyable entered her mind, and she wondered if she could ever even do any of those things. It was her understanding that 24C couldn’t see her at all through his mask, but he could hear her. What if she started rubbing herself and enjoyed it too much? Would he laugh if she started to moan? What if she took off her gown so she could touch her breasts, but he could see her after all? No, as much as Rain wished she could be so uninhibited,