Imps Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

I ordered. “Yes sir. I'm on it” he responded as he hurriedly called the cops. I didn't know what to think. Could it be Drake's pack trying to get revenge? ★★★ In a dark damp room with a single lightbulb in it, Hazel can be seen tied to a metal chair right underneath the light bulb. She's passed out and is just about to regain her consciousness……. Hazel's POV~

My handler smiles and then grimaces as he looks at me, “Come on 1005, let’s go.” We all head to our hotel room doors, which are all in a line. All the handlers and security men are named after alphabet letters. My handler is ‘Z’. Z unlocks the door and pushes me inside, “Go to the bathroom.” He orders. I nod and look around the room. The mattresses are stained and there looks to be blood splatter on the wall-this place is a major dump.

He asked her, staring quietly. She shook her head, "no, you can stay. Just make sure to close your eyes and do not peek at me." He chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Yes your highness, you don't need to worry about that at all." Hazel walked over to the corner of the room, she opened the dresser, peeking into it. She slid hey hand over the clothes in there, finding a pair of SpongeBob pajamas. She turned too Lucas to see if he was peeking. He wasn't, she sighed, gripping the edges of her shirt and pulling it over head. She stood now in her place bra and her jean tri-quaters.

Hazel's expression was somewhat solemn, as if she was pondering Anna's words. "Hazel told me about that hotel. It's a five-star hotel. Did she just take the surveillance video like that? Even if she wanted to buy it, it wouldn't be that easy, right?" "It is indeed suspicious," Hazel said. She smiled lightly, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Hazel, do you have any ideas?" Anna's heart moved.

I and Flora made our way towards the barbecue stand where Zachariah and his squad stood with a few more unfamiliar faces. "Zachy, Celestina and her friend are here." The squad immediately stopped, as if they froze. The first one to look at us was a guy who was covered in tattoos and then the other people. Zachariah was the last one to gaze straight into my eyes. "I'll leave you girls to them, have fun." Emilia grabbed Zinzi's hand and led her towards the sun-bed which was already occupied by a half naked man. Probably, Mr.Diaz.

" Eden breaks away from the kiss and picks up Ivy. Hazel looks questioningly at Eden, waiting for another prank when Eden pulls out a piece of paper from her jeans pocket and hands it to Hazel. After skimming the page, Hazel clutches the paper to her chest, tears well up in her eyes. "It's a boy," Hazel whispers. "We're going to have a boy, Eden! Ivy, you're going to have a baby brother!" That's when I realize something major, and I don't know how I didn't notice it before. This Hazel is still human. Not a lycan, werewolf, or vampire.

Author’s POV **20 YEARS LATER...** **Blue Stars Hotel – Private Room 203** The heavy bass from the hotel bar vibrated through the walls as laughter and loud music filled the air. Inside Private Room 203, things had turned ugly. A young woman named Hazel Lett was backed against the wall, her eyes wide with terror. Three drunk men surrounded her, their hands grabbing at her clothes. One of them laughed loudly as he ripped her thin top, tearing it to shreds. Another pulled a pair of scissors from his pocket and started cutting her jeans.

“You know who came in yesterday? Jax. Again.” Lena poked her head up, eyebrows raised. “Reaper? The Iron Sons guy? Shit, Hazel.” “Yeah.” Hazel bit her lip, a small smirk tugging at her mouth. “He was wearing that tight black shirt. Arms all tatted up. I swear I almost dropped the wrench when he looked at me.” Lena snorted. “You’ve got it bad. He’s trouble. Like, actual dangerous trouble.” Hazel shrugged, her cheeks warming. She stepped closer, voice dropping to a playful whisper. “I don’t care. If he ever decided to kidnap me or something… I wouldn’t even fight him. Just tie me up and use me however he wants. I’d probably thank him.”

I didn’t want to bother myself with it at the moment, so I shoved it aside. “Enzo wants me. Since you guys closed his access to quick portals, so now you have to think of a plan. You owe me that,” Hazel said, and Halle scoffed. “I am letting you slide because we are related; if not, I’d teach you how to talk to an old witch.” I groaned inwardly because the both of them didn’t seem to ever be on good terms. “Where are you?” Halle asked. “The outlands. Wastelands. Place of skulls with the ancient writing,” Hazel said to her.

he left the room. I walked further into the room and watched as Hazle ran around the room, packing the rest of her stuff. “I bet you’re eager to get home,” I said, sitting in one of the empty seats. “Very much so,” she said, glancing at me. “Especially considering Jazzy has conjured darkness. I fear not even my shield will be able to protect them from what she has planned.” “What does she have planned?” I asked, biting my bottom lip nervously. “I wish I knew, but it can’t be good if she needs to use Zagreus to accomplish it.” I was silent, unsure of what to say to that. I stared down at my hands and tugged at my fingers nervously. “Do you think it has to do with me?” I finally asked the que