Jojo Hazamada Novels & Stories

ZARA I am standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom. I am wearing a short, cream-colored bodycon dress with a square neck and the back and sleeves are in lace, and a pair of matching flats. Mom is helping me to put my hair in a bun, with a few strays of hair framing my face, and putting a light natural makeup on that makes my blue contacts pop.

Zada crossed her arms, her smirk widening as she exchanged a look with Zian, who now wore the same knowing grin. “Zahir,” Zada said slowly, her voice laced with amusement, “we have known you since the moment we were formed in Momma’s tummy. Nobody knows you better than us. So we can say with absolute confidence that, out of all the people in the world, if you let anybody give you a damn hickey... it would only be Emily.” Zahir scoffed, rolling his eyes, though he seemed more flustered now. “You are insane,” he muttered. “I wouldn’t—”

My body loves what he does, and it's not long before I am screaming out his name as my body explodes again and again. The only other person I see other than Randall is Hazel. Hazel is an Elder and one of Randall's most trusted within the pack staffing. She always shakes her head when she enters the safe room and sees me after Randall and Hugo have had more of their rougher fun with me and I leave the bruises he gives me out and on display for when he returns, making him feel just a little guilty at least until he decides to add to them.

Are you playing some kind of joke on me? “Wait. I can smell it too. Whoever it is… I know the smell.” Hazel closed her eyes when she heard Damian. Oh, Moon Goddess. Better kill me. What will my friends think about me? I am sneaking on them? Her adventure had cost her a lot. Thankfully Moon Goddess took pity on her and she landed in her bedroom where Ezequiel was standing edgily. “Haze. What is going on? Tell me.” He shook her a little. He never handled her so roughly.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

Jotham, Silveran capital 2030 Hazel's multicolored eyes glowed fiercely like the flames of a thousand furnaces, the thunder storm increasing in it's intensity. Yuka and Kai stared at her, amazed. "Yuka? W-what's going on?" Hazel asked. She was starting to panic and this emotion fueled her powers. Kai flinched at the sound of a terrifying thunder clap. Yuka held out a hand to Hazel, his gaze locked with hers.

Hamza canceled the plane tickets because of security issues and told Batool that he would be going to the Maldives on his private jet. Hooriya's jaw slacked when she find out he owns a private jet. She knows he was rich but this was an extreme level of richness, though she kept her surprise to herself.

“Interesting?” Hazel asked, her voice laced with a cruel amusement. “But you know what? Even if you were the last man on earth, I still wouldn’t love you.” She chuckled softly, her laugh echoing in the room like a sharp blade. Without warning, Hazel sat up and leaned close to Francisco. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered, “But, we can still fuck.” Francisco's face twisted in anger. He grabbed her arms, pressing down hard. “I don’t take you like those sluts,” he growled, his voice trembling. “You’re my girl.”

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Alex asks for Hazel to nod excitedly, they divert to pay for a camel ride when Hazel's eyes catch a familiar figure who stands talking to some men in Arabian wear. “ no” she whisper. While Hazel and Alex walk past, Harden who just arrived and was talking to the investors became silent. “Hazel” he whispered without even knowing when he left the investors and rushed towards the couples walking towards where the camels are kept. Alex paid for a camel ticket when one was handed to them. “Would you like to tie a keffiyeh?” A lady walked towards them smiling as she showed Hazel an Arabic scarf. Hazel nods smiling for Alex to stand aside while the lady ties the scarf on her. While Alex stared at hi