Princess Hazel Novels & Stories

Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know" his eyes widened while drawing a victory smile " oh man why you didn't tell me earlier, your highness "he grabbed me while putting me behind his tall back , protecting me apparently. like I needed protection.... " so let get me this straight , you , adam gonna attack me ,I am gonna dodge it easily , take your sword and throw you at you friend who i don't know his name only by one hand , my left one , to hit his hand and sticking it to that tree , jump at you the second who I don't know his name too , and yeah you chief , my greetings, give you 2 hmm no 3 punches and will not cut your throat f

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

She hissed and took a step backwards. “And where do you think you are going, clutter? Hazel said angrily. “I beg your pardon,” queen Alexandra said with a glare. “What sort of human being are you? You are too wild for my liking,” Hazel said. “I guess this little brat is not here to dirty my profile? Ensure you lock this door” Queen Alexandra said. She ignored Hazel and walked towards her couch.

I wish I could explain everything that has been happening, but there are too many ears to listen in. We come to an abrupt stop when Hazel is standing in the main foyer of the palace waiting for everyone. She’s dressed in a long gown as if she is a queen. There is a fake sweet smile on her lips, and I get a bad feeling when she opens her mouth and speaks. “I apologize for my being late. I wasn’t aware we were having guests today. I am Hazel Summers. Alpha Mars’ chosen mate and soon to be mother of his Heir.” She rubs her stomach, and I am instantly sick to mine as the color rushes from my face.

BEFORE THE MARRIAGE📍📍 Hazel swept through the palace corridors, trying to shake off the morning's events. She had, once again, turned down a suitor her father had handpicked. It was the third prince that month. Though they all came from noble lineages, each proposal made Hazel feel more like a pawn than a princess. Her father, King Eldric, was determined to see her married off, but Hazel wanted more than an arranged match—she wanted a love that was true and genuine.

"Apologies for what just happened. Hazel doesn’t know how to talk—please don’t take her words to heart." The alluring woman in the striking red dress curved her lips into a smile. "Oh, Mr. Price, what are you saying? That was Miss Hazel Queen—the current president of Queen Corp. How could I dare to clash with someone like her?" "But seeing how you two interact, you’re like a pair of bickering lovers. It’s really a pity you divorced." Damon’s gaze grew a shade more complex as he watched the car carrying Hazel drive away. If it weren’t for those misunderstandings...

Hazel was busy taking care of Cecil in the one-person, private hospital ward. She was doing the same routine things she'd been doing in the past week, but for some reason, she felt that something was off today, as though something she thought she'd always had in her hand was slowly slipping out of her control. Cecil was behaving as usual. "Can I come and stay at your villa after getting discharged from the hospital today? I promise that I'll stay in the guest room like last time so that Mr. Blanchard won't get mad."

she said, her voice sounding like a royal but also like she was truly worried. He turned to her, standing very straight. "Princess Anne." "This is a truly bad thing that has happened, Captain," Annie said, making her eyebrows go down like she was very worried. "Isla... just to disappear like this. Do you have any idea, any small thought, about what might have happened?"