Percy Jackson Hazel Novels & Stories

Suddenly, she saw Ariel sitting in the corner waving at her far away, "Hazel, here!" She quickly weaved through the crowd and went to sit with Ariel and Summer. Crystal followed behind her; Summer looked at her curiously and whispered to Hazel, “Who is she? Your friend?” "Well," Hazel nodded. "A friend that is responsible for protecting me." Summer and Ariel looked at Hazel with a different expression. Hazel even had a private bodyguard, the rumors on the forum had to be true. "Hazel, you are really..." Ariel couldn't finish her words. "Just like what you think," Hazel whispered.

Liz let out an exasperated sigh and facepalmed. .... Jotham, Silveran Capital. Hazel frowned at the sound of the knock on the door of her chamber. Letting out a sigh, she walked up to the door and opened it. There stood princess Tanya. "We need to talk" the princess said and Hazel clenched her jaw. Few minutes later, they were both walking down the hallway. "What is your relationship with Yuka?" Anya asked and Hazel rolled her eyes. "What? Are you afraid that he's in love with me?" Hazel scoffed. Anya's eyes darkened, and in a twinkle of an eye, she'd pinned Hazel to the wall, her fingers wrapped around her throat.

AMELIA stood frozen where she was, the glass of water still in her hand and her phone now removed fromher ears, with the front door just clicked open— Her eyes widened. “Hazel?” she called out in shock, momentarily forgetting she was still on the phone with Clara. The girl standing by the door lifted her gaze toward her. “Yeah, Mom.” For a second, Amelia just stared. Hazel stood there with her backpack slung over one shoulder, her uniform slightly creased from travel, strands of her hair falling loosely around her face. She looked tired… but also oddly determined.

~ Levi ~ Hazel stepped into the dining hall. I couldn’t help but stare at her. She wasn’t wearing one of those stiff silk gowns the noble ladies usually wore to breakfast. Instead, she had on a pair of simple blue jeans and a soft floral shirt. Her long dark hair was tied into a high ponytail, with a few loose strands falling gently around her face. She looked simple and comfortable, yet somehow very cute. Her soft, round cheeks made me want to reach out and pinch them just to see her smile.

I said. "I just received a picture of a girl with hazel eyes and brown hair from Kevin boss. Is that the girl? " He ask. I look at the Kevin, he send me an assuring smile acknowledging that he indeed sent that picture. But he continuously tap his left leg on the ground indicating that he was anxious. Angel was in mansion with Elijah. He is worried. I motion him to enter the car and asked our best driver to drive. These people are trained for this purpose only.

“No! I will be alright, you’ve done well Jane, just get me more of the food, and that’s all.” Hazel replied calmly. Hazel totally stopped the maids from bathing her, she despise it right from childhood. She never liked being treated differently from others. And with that, she only picked one personal maid, who would attend to all her needs, which is Rita. “Alright my Lady, I will leave you be.” Jane said, and left the chamber.

I told her. “Mom, is that Hazel?” I heard my sister’s voice from the background. “Yes love” my mom answered her. “Hazel. Have you gotten to the apartment?” She asked. “No, I am on my way” I answered. “Don’t forget to video call us when you arrive okay?” My mom said. “Sure. Will call you later mom” I told her. “Okay. Stay safe” The call ended and I looked out of the window and checked the buildings as the cab passed by.

I growl loudly and rip the phone off the nightstand, answering it with spit in my voice. "Theres a big problem at the pack house and I need you here." Jackson says quickly into the phone. I stay quiet for a while. Jack can handle the problem on his own because I have things to do. My mate to do! I quietly watch as she curls underneath my shirt which she's wearing and mentally beat myself. I should have got it off her. "It involves Hazel." He says, catching my attention.

Hazel laughed in response. My brows furrowed in confusion. “Hang on tight while I soul switch her back into this body.” Sophia responded. "Wait, not yet! Let me go speak with our mate, Damian, first." Hazel said, coming in my direction. I quickly turned my back so she wouldn't really notice me watching. She went into the building. I could tell she wasn't Hazel. From her steps, I could tell. I understood everything that was going on without being told. At least I understood that Hazel was not Hazel and she would return to her body and die after eating some mermaid scales.

Hazel's gaze darted behind Thalia, landing on a woman with a hardened expression. A figure who seemed to embody the ruthlessness of the criminal underworld. "Guess what, Hazel?" Thalia pressed, her voice laced with malice. Hazel remained silent, desperately trying to compose herself, yearning for Draven's arrival, praying for a miracle to rescue her from this nightmare. "I said you should guess, you stupid fool!" Thalia screamed before hitting Hazel's legs with a stick. Hazel cried in pain as she clutched her injured legs, the reality of her situation sinking in.