Imps Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

My parents and Daniel follow suit, their arms reaching for the ceiling in a silent plea for a mercy they never gave me. Then, the cops part. Zayn steps into the room. He’s dressed in all black—a tailored shirt unbuttoned at the throat and a long dark overcoat that flows behind him. “It—it’s—it’s him,” Daniel stutters. “The man from the hotel.” My parents gasp. Zayn looks like a handsome, vengeful god stepped straight out of a beautiful nightmare. He doesn't look at the police or my family. He doesn't look at the crucifix on the floor. He looks only at me.

“I told you to get off my case. The next time you ask me what I fucking do during my free time you will end up with a bullet between your eyes. “ “We both know you can’t kill me. “ “Don’t be so sure. “ I hung up on him and stared at Hazel’s building wondering if it was a good idea to show up that late at night. She was going to think I was stalking her. But if I played my cards right, I could get my plans for her rolling. I left the car before I could second-guess myself and entered her building. It looked like shit. The structure looked so old it might have been built in the nineteenth century. There was graffiti and drawings on the walls where the paint was peeling. The smell of pot, nicot

The next two days they take the flight to Imperial City to begin their new mission. … Hazel just took her shower and rest in the living area along with all of them. She had a penthouse in the Imperial City too, so, it's easy for them to stay wherever they go. When she wants to check on her media social account, suddenly she got a phone call from her father. Frowned a moment, she takes the call and walks to the balcony. "Papa?" "Hazel! Thank god you pick up my call." his voice sounds a bit relief when Hazel finally picks up his call.

The instant I took over the administrator's position, the mechanical voice echoed through the instance once more. "Game forcibly initiated. All players must enter Happy Home within thirty minutes. Failure to comply will result in consequences at your own risk." In an instant, everyone shuddered violently. They rushed toward the residential complex in a frantic stampede. After they had all entered, my mother carefully used her ghost energy to heal me. She examined me over and over again, checking every inch of my body. Only after confirming I had no other injuries did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

She shrugged while trying to fix the bag strap on her shoulder. Despite the rivalry, Noah could not stop himself from smiling at her jibe. Hazel bowed her head in respect and turned to enter the house. *** Dustin was bringing the cardboard cartons down. “Geez Hazel! This one is loaded. What have you put in there? Condoms?” “Shut the f*ck up Dustin.” Hazel rolled her eyes while Ivy had started laughing. She was supposed to leave the next morning for Basera city. Mrs. Olivia had arranged a small accommodation for her with a reasonable kitchen where she could easily prepare shampoos.

“Weren’t you going to work? Why did you return to your bedroom? Planning to take a nap? Dream on! I—” Before she could finish, the world spun around us. When I opened my eyes, she was standing right beside me… in the haunted hotel. My mom was speechless. She hadn’t realized what had happened yet, her expression shifting between shock and anger. “What kind of place is this?!” Meanwhile, the hotel boss was waiting at the entrance. The moment he saw me, his eyes almost filled with tears. “Oh, you’re finally here! I’ve been waiting forever!” He quickly pinned the “Receptionist” badge onto my chest.

*** Hazel was lying on a hospital bed when she came to. Zen was the man seated beside her. Zen leaned forward and softly said, "Hazel, you're finally awake," as soon as he noticed that she had woken. What is your emotional state? Yesterday, you passed out. I received a call from Mr. York informing me that you were staying at Hotel J." Hazel gave a head nod. "It could have been from low blood sugar from eating less these days," she reasoned. In addition, yesterday's tantrum caused me to lose my cool."The doctor said to Hazel,..." That was where Zen stopped.

- KILLIAN - I shut the door of the anti room, when I hear voices coming from inside. I can tell two people are communicating but I know not physically. I walk to the living room. This is where I find Hazel sat in front of the tv, on a sofa, watching a show. The good thing is, the lights aren’t turned on and only the reflection of the tv illuminates the room, so the blood on my outfit is barely visible also coupled with the fact that I’m putting on a navy blue, long sleeve, body hug shirt and black pants. My coat is in my hand, and my leather gloves are in the pocket of my coat.

“Haha!” Ethan took a dive in the cool water, out of necessity. As soon as he had seen the girl naked in a bikini, he has had an instant erection. He was pretty sure that the girl must have felt it, when she sat on his thighs. Meanwhile…. Hazel stepped inside her room, closing all the curtains. She stripped down her bikini and headed to the shower controlling her anger. “Oh! I hate this obnoxious rich man! He thinks, he owns this world! Idiot! These men are born with silver spoons and they think they own the world, just because there fathers are rich.” She lightly banged her fist against the wall, allowing the water droplets to fall on her body.

"Shut up, Kirk! What are you teaching Zach! He's still a kid–" "I'm not a kid, Tita," Zach groaned irritably. "Zach! You are!" "No, I'm not," she insisted. I shuddered as Kirk laughed. I stared at him and if only Tita Lily and Tito Demitri hadn't approached us we wouldn't have ended up with that argument. "Let's go into the hotel. The food is ready," Aunt Lily said. Somehow, I found a new family in them. It wasn't the ideal and it was unexpected but I was happy and that was what mattered. I asked Zach