Hazel Wells Fairly Oddparents Novels & Stories

Hazel could perceive her mum's favorite chocolate cake baking in the oven and immediately, she started salivating. After some minutes of waiting, Hazel heard her mother's approaching footsteps. The time she had been waiting for had finally come and she put on the biggest smile she and ever smiled on her face. "Hello! Good morning! What can I get you? " Hazel's mother asked her and Hazel froze. The smile on her face faded slowly to it was completely wiped from her face. Hazel's mother's face turned into a little frown as she watched the switch in emotions on Hazel's face.

"Look, dady hasn't approved it yet. After all-" The two children reluctantly listened to their father's explanation. It took almost half an hour to convince them before their sullen faces relaxed a little. *** "Uncle, Auntie, are you sure about this plan? I don't feel comfortable if I have to meet Fay." Hazel was called to the Goldwin family residence to discuss a wedding plan. She remembered Fay's sullen face every time she met her. She had created discomfort in the girl's heart. Hazel is not the type of girl to make enemies. She could be friends with anyone regardless of status, age, and other differences. Fay is a good girl. She seemed fit to be Mike and Mika's mother. It didn't cross Haz

CHAPTER SEVEN Hazel's POV “Hazel! Hazel! Are you even listening to me?” Maia grabs my shoulder and jolts me back to reality. I stare at her with confusion “ow! what was that for?” “I have been calling your name for the past five minutes with no response. I thought something bad had happened, maybe you slipped and hit your head, only for me to come in here to see you standing in front of the mirror staring at your reflection with your toothbrush dangling from your mouth like a zombie”

"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 hit her phone on the wall, she pushed her hair back in frustration. "Ma! Are you alright?" "Get lost, I want to be left alone.' Her driver bows then leaves her, Hazel wants to be left alone, she hates her life, hearing those words from the woman in jail, Hazel is the elderly woman in the hoodie who visited Camille Kyle, she feels betrayed, her husband's illegitimate daughter is right under the same roof with her, she had been caring for her even though, she doesn't love Barbara, at least, she was a mother figure to Barbara.

The very reason why I never really into a commited relationship with anyone ever since high school. I was ready to tell Jordan about her- my childhood first love, but I stopped when I heard her name from his mouth. Jordan been talking about her non-stop ever since he met her. I want to denied that they were the same Hazel, but I can't. Deep down I know it's her. The Hazel that Jordan been talking about is really her. And the way he talked about her, it seems like he had no idea at all about who she is. Did Jordan knew Hazel is Aunt Mary's niece? Is that why he worried so much about her? But I know it's impossible since Jordan never really care about his father. But still, why did he care so

her mom's voice echoed through the house. "I will, in the cafeteria," Hazel replied in a hurry. She waved her hand as she hopped into her old Honda Accord. Hazel Colton, a new intern at a reputable city hospital, recently joined after her family moved to this small town two years ago, oblivious to its history. Despite having the option to work in a renowned urban hospital, she chose to be with her family and contribute to the local community. Hazel is a bubbly girl with a belief in spreading love to every corner of the world. "Oh, my God," Hazel exclaimed when she spotted a pup lying unconscious on the side of the road.

Hazel was working on her design in the garden pavilion. She was expecting Mary to come, so she schooled her expression into one as placid as a pool without any ripples. "I know that Zac wants to help you, but everything is clear to me. I didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous that you would plan such a thing to harm Valery's child!" The older woman had a cold frown on her face, and her usually gentle mask was completely shattered. In her eyes, she was able to find a diplomatic way to settle the matter, thus making Hazel feel like she was easy to deal with... it was Hazel who took advantage of her kindness and bullied her beloved daughter-in-law and her adored grandson. 'Today, I am going to

Now, Hazel gave her stepsisters a repulsive look before she faced Sophia, who was trembling with fear, and said with a mockery grin, “I have almost forgotten that fools like you exist.” Then she looked at the four of them with displeasure, and declared, “This shattered casket may look small, but that is all I need to send mosquitos like you to the grave.” “Who are you to take the laws into your hands, Hazel?” Sophia, who almost got a heart attack, asked with fear written all over her face. She was surprised that Hazel could address her biological father as a mosquito. The entire family wondered how the timid and mediocre, suddenly became bold and repulsive.

The door opened up slowly, and Orion poked his head through and raised his eyebrows at me. “Why are you just standing there? We have work to do, bet in,” I said firmly. Orion nodded and stepped into the office. I propped my hand on my chin and gazed at him, waiting for him to speak. “How is Hazel’s mother and father doing?” “Well, the doctor is taking care of them just fine, but there is a problem.” I frowned. “What is it? Did something happen?” “Hazel’s mother is not responding to the treatment for her asthma.”