Hazelle Hunger Games Novels & Stories

"Houn-" "Where the fuck are they, Hazard?" she asked with a hint of lividity. Rhounzi has now come to a realization about Hazard's real persona; how hazardous he could be just to get her back. She loved a Hazardous man and now... her heart wouldn't stop wreaking havoc even though it can clearly see the caution sign her mind kept on playing. "Oh, god... This feeling seems more rather hazardous than Hazard himself."

I never knew that ugly father son had a goddess-like beauty hidden. HAZEL: After waxing my whole body and bathing thoroughly, I stepped out of the bathroom. A towel was wrapped around my body. True to his words, sexy lingerie was placed on my bed. And the food was there as well. I quickly changed and then I ate all the food. I didn't know how hungry I was until I started eating. I stopped only when I had finished everything up. They said he'd be back in a few hours. So I drank the two bottles of water that were left for me. I wasn't even surprised to find out that my bedroom door was locked. After getting bored for a few hours, I decided to take a nap.

Riley I dragged my tongue across my cracked, dry lips, the metallic taste of blood lingering there as I watched him—this human who held me captive in this damn basement. I still didn’t know his name, and I couldn’t decide if he was keeping that detail from me to protect himself…or to keep me guessing. But I knew one thing for certain: I was hungry. Starving, really, and my stomach growled loud enough that even he noticed. “I’m hungry,” I snapped, watching his gaze narrow, sharpening like he could see right through me.

Hazel said, her voice quiet but determined. “Good,” I said. “Keep at it. You’ll get better with time.” *** Hazel’s POV The next day, I went back to the hut to practice with Mara the healer but when I entered, I saw three girls around my age talking to each other. “And who are you?” One of them who had blonde hair and blue eyes stared at me with disgust. She looked like those blonde girls one would see on television modeling for big companies. “I’m Hazel,” I smiled at them.

Something waiting to break free. Because of that, Hazel could barely eat or sleep. Almost every night, she had nightmares. In her dreams, Zeke turned into a ruthless monster—someone who killed without hesitation, who saw human life as worthless. In one dream, he wrapped his hands around her throat, his pupils pitch black, his face twisted with cruelty as he slowly strangled her. Hazel jolted awake with a gasp. Her entire body was soaked in sweat. That suffocating sensation lingered—so real it felt like it hadn't ended.

“ Who comes to a wedding two hours early and expect to see everyone from the entrance of the building.” She shot him a quiet stare, expressionless, but it managed to keep the teens lips sealed. “ This is my niece we are talking about. It's been really long since we discovered that Roman is not our sister's son. This girl…Hazel, and whomever the twin they mentioned is, is a Hill. Do you know what it feels like to finally find her after we lost hope? You better not talk down on anything related to her in front of my siblings, else you can kiss your allowance and credit cards goodbye. Have I made myself clear?”

Panic took over me when Keira received the phone call from her sister at college, Keisha, telling her that some students saw Hazel got dragged away by Daryl and his gang. And since they didn't really see it clearly, I double checked with Jordan since he's the one who sent Hazel back to dorm this morning. And the fact that Hazel is nowhere to be seen at the dorm or even around the campus even though Jordan has confirmed that he had sent her back himself, deep down I knew it really was her. And plus, Hazel is not answering any of the phone calls either. The students are not mistaken. I think Hazel are really taken by Daryl. That son of a bitch- I am so going to kill him.

“However, we still have the issue of Were hunters.” “The strongest one still lives within Hezel’s walls,” another reminded. “If we move carelessly, his men will destroy us.” “I doubt one human is a real threat,” someone scoffed. “If that human has Vermillion’s skill, then yes, he is a threat.” An Alpha scowled. “She alone wiped out half my platoon in a single night.” “The assassin?” another muttered. “Is she really that dangerous?” Hector smirked. “Oh, she is. I had a doctor tend to Zen’s wounds after she attacked him.”

Hazel’s POV My heart wasn’t beating when the door opened. I wasn’t breathing when they walked inside the room. Their scents reached me and I wanted to whimper. Their scents were both comforting me and scaring me. I really didn’t want them here. I didn’t want to be here. “How are you, Hazel?” one of them asked as he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. My eyes fell on his huge arms and I felt fear burning a hole in my stomach. He could kill me just by squeezing me tightly. I shivered as I looked into his eyes.

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