Percy Jackson Hazel Novels & Stories

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. ---

The waiter came on time and dropped my food; I muttered a thanks and then began to eat. “Hazel is going to do that. She agreed to help,” Elara chimed, and I nodded my head. I have no doubt that she would do a good job because she was the former Luna; she would have participated in something similar. Apart from that, Hazel is such a good planner, so that’s a plus. “So tell us, Peculiar. You and Tate and, um…” Hazel said in a teasing tone, but I forced a smile on my face as I filled my mouth with food.

“Xander is right! You are a parasite! You eat our food and destroy our property! I should kill you right now!” She hit her until her own arms got tired, and then she kicked Hazel on the side before storming out, shouting orders for her to clean the mess immediately. Hazel lay there for a moment, gasping for air, the pain throbbing all over her body. Slowly, she stood up and picked up the sharp pieces with her bare hands, not caring if they cut her skin. Blood mixed with the water on the floor, but she ignored it. Later that day, during the lunch celebration, Hazel was serving the food. She was moving like a ghost, trying to be invisible. Xander was sitting at the head of the table, looking h

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

Her words resonated with me, but the only issue was that Hades wasn’t mine, and I was always in constant struggle of being seen as the girl who wants the man her sister has or the girl who is desperate to replace the gaps left by the late Luna. Priya and Hazel engaged in series of conversations, while I trailed behind like a lost sheep. Their exciting chatters had stopped instantly, I looked up wondering what had caused the change in the atmosphere. “hazel” Astrid called in a sweet voice. I looked at hazel’s face trying to take in her facial expression, Hazel is a witch mated to a vampire king, I could only imagined how many centuries she has used to learn how to keep her emotions neutral. “

Then, after a pause, she admitted, “The conversation I had with the Alpha didn’t go well. And, uh… I think I should leave.” Benny frowned. “Leave? Why? You just healed.” “I’m fine,” Hazel said quickly. “The Alpha… I didn’t even get his name.” “Alpha Callan,” Benny supplied. “And I didn’t get your name either.” Hazel bit her lip. “Hazel. I’m an omega.” The last part slipped out automatically, like a habit. Benny didn’t react, just smiled. “If you want to find Alpha Callan, check the garden.”

informed Stavros. “Have you arranged for what I asked you to do?” I asked Stavros, and he nodded. “Who did you send?” “Hazel.” I could see the color that crept to his cheeks at the mention of Hera’s best friend’s name. Hazel was our Gamma, Atlas’ daughter, who fled with us twenty years ago. Her mother, Carol, was an omega, but Gamma Atlas loved her immensely.

Alpha Ryan, alongside this frustrating mate bond. "Ahem! Nice shot." Hazel smiled down at me. Let's make it three opponents I'm going to be facing tonight. Even though one of them is a fucking kid. I glared at her. "She's not a kid." Athena stated, scrutinizing her with her glowing white eyes. "Took you long enough, Selene's avatar." She said to Athena, making her frown. "I'm a deity in the body of this warlock child. I'm the deity who resides in the burning woods." Hazel smirked, clearly enjoying the surprised looks on me and Athena's faces.