Percy Jackson Hazel Novels & Stories

She bowed. “It is okay, my daughter. With your permission, we would love to attack them, soon-to-be Luna” He bowed with a smile plastered to his face. The duo laughed while Luna looked on. She hoped Hazel will say no but with the looks of things, it seemed to be the other way around. Hazel was filled with hate and anger that she did not care anymore. Yes, her tender heart was shattered. She was just two weeks from being eighteen and that was the last thing she deserved.

Joseph gnashed his teeth, knowing that he didn't stand a chance against Daemon, and he left to inform Damien. Daemon noticed how uneasy she felt about what was about to happen, and he smiled. " Don't be scared, I will always protect you." Hazel was flattered by his words, that was the first time that someone who wasn't her father had said those words to her. If only she had met him before Gabriel, she would have probably been his mate. Hazel said nothing other than to showcase a warm smile that made him feel good on the inside. *** " Who is that ?." Damien yelled when he heard a knock on the door. One thing he hated was to be disturbed during his 'wide sections'.

"What the hell?" We turned to see a man standing in a stall with tomatoes in his hand. He pointed at Hazel. "She's an Omega. She doesn't deserve to be Luna!" We both stopped and turned to see that we were surrounded by the market people. A lot of people were whispering and I wanted to get them to shut up. Maybe I should have taken the position Onyx gave me. No one would listen to a maid's command. Hazel's face had reddened and I saw that she was starting to panic. The man threw the fruit at her again but she dodged it.

“I’m trying to help my mother. And if any of you knew where Hazel was, maybe I wouldn’t have to!” The elders shot each other with alarmed looks. Thorne came forward again, speaking slow and careful. “Alpha we don’t know a Hazel or why she matters. But if you clarify…” Ryder’s chest rose and fell as he tried to calm himself. “Hazel is a daughter of the most powerful witch. She can heal, and she’s the only thing that will save my mother. But I banished her months ago, and now she’s gone. I’ve sent people after her but—”

I said, still not knowing why she had been chosen as my mate. "Strange things have been happening ever since she moved into my house." I whispered. "What do you mean, Alpha,?" Irina asked, her keen eyes alert. There's no point in keeping anything back so I started by telling Irina everything right from my coronation day, how Hazel, a traitor's daughter and alleged murderer was chosen by the moon goddess to be my mate. Irina's eyes widened as I proceeded to tell her what happened a few nights ago when Hazel had a nightmare. I recounted how I felt her distress and had gone to her room but something strange came over me and I almost strangled her to death.

Lucas wiggles out of my arms and runs into the kitchen; Carlie follows him. "So, a second mate?" Ash asks quietly. "Hazel is so innocent and sweet. She and Val are already hitting it off as if they've been best friends forever, and she loves kids. I'm nervous about them meeting, but I know he will love her as much as we do." Hazel fits us like a glove, so there is no doubt in my mind Lucas will love her too. "How will you explain it to him? Will he see her as a second mother?" Ash looks slightly concerned because this is not typically the Lycan way.

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.

It was her small poultice bag for medical emergencies. Hazel smiled mischievously back at me. “Always be prepared.” Hazel was the quintessential healer. She used to be an assistant of my mother. She was a genius in the art of herbs. “I don’t think there’s anyone more prepared for an accident than you are,” I said. “Did you really think we’d all be killing each other at the Mating Ball?” “Fights have started for stupider things than finding a mate for life,” Hazel said seriously. “And I’m very sorry to say, I always find you in trouble.”

“He’s trying to protect me, but I can’t just sit back and let him carry this burden alone.” Evelyn smirked, leaning closer. “And here I thought you were just worried about him.” Hazel’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly looked away. “He’s… important,” she said softly. “To all of this.” “And to you,” Evelyn teased gently. Before Hazel could respond, the pendant around her neck grew hot, and her vision blurred. The room seemed to spin, the edges of her reality dissolving into darkness. ---