Novel & Cerita Radio Silence Hazbin Hotel

He could tell she was already so worried, if she knew he couldn't reach them then she could get an heart attack. “I just connected through the mindlink and they are fine, the palace is fine.” Arden said to Hazel who sighed in relief. “I must be so stressed for nothing then, maybe I just need to relax,” she said in reply, finally breathing properly. Everyone is safe so she must just be worried for nothing. “Should we play some music then?” Gaius asked, trying to free the tensed air. “Yes please, that will help.” Hazel said now smiling. Gaius turned on the radio and searched a little and ended up with a rap song ‘watchu know about me’ they vibed with the song as the car sped up the hill,and th

Jaxon’s POV I see it by accident, Johnson sends it without a message attached, just a link and I almost don’t open it because I’ve been ignoring everything lately… calls, messages, the group chat that has been flooding with messages since my suspension notice went out. But something about it being captionless makes me click on it and then I’m watching Hazel sitting on the edge of her bed in a hoodie, staring at the camera. I turn up the volume. “My name is Hazel and I run this blog….”

Letting out a sigh, she relaxes in my hold and I don't bother to quantize the relief that washes over me. The silence is broken by a few more coughs. Her dainty hands fly to her mouth, my hold on her tightens abruptly. Hazel pulls her hands away, smeared with crimson drops. She wipes them off on her clothes. "Sebastian," her voice is so soft, so quiet. She looks up at me, as if waiting for me to acknowledge the elephant in the room. The gloom hanging above our heads. I stubbornly ignore it. "Yes?" I brush my thumb across the corner of her mouth, wiping away a drop of blood.

Cause I don’t wanna fall in love. If I did that! I think I’d have a heart attack! Hazel had resumed the singing with Demi Lovato, dancing like crazy with her red mane flipping wildly. After the song, she was panting heavily with a faint smile. Then the smile disappeared and dread took over on her face. She clutched her legs tightly together and looked up with worry. Ezequiel raised an eyebrow questioning her quietly. “I need to pee!” She whispered putting her hand between her legs. “I have forgotten where the bathroom was! Oh my God!”

Gina whined from the door “All the best babe” Zara wished her bestie with a flying kiss. The girl smiled and went out along with the fellow ballerinas. Now Zara was all alone in the locker room. She was almost ready. “Zaraaaaaaaaaaa” came in a creepy voice through the speakers. Zara stopped in her place. “Zaraaaaaaaaaaaaa” the voice sang again. Zara rose from her place, walking slowly she stood under the speaker. The whole college went quiet as if everyone was waiting for the voice to say something again. Zara was breathing heavily. Her hands clutched.

This would be a major relapse in her mental health. A Mental Asylum is where she would never go again. When she saw Angus staring at her, chills ran down her spine. He was up to no good and Avyanna could sense it. Avyanna soaked herself in her lavender body scrub, drinking directly from a bottle of champagne. She kept cucumbers in her eyes and delve into the soothing rhythm and vocals of the song Getting older by Billie Eilish. She had soaked in the bathtub for almost forty-five minutes. The time was 12: 45. Lala kept bothering her telling her that Elektra was at the window, and she asked her to bring Elektra up to the room.

Chapter 6: The Weight of Silence The car moved steadily through the quiet night. The city lights glared past the windows. The roads were less crowded now, the noise of the conference long left behind. Inside the car, the silence felt heavy. Marcus sat on the driver's seat. His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, his posture straight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. He had learned over the years when to speak and when not to. In the back seat, Lucas sat slightly turned to the side.

Adrian had never realized how lonely silence could be until it became all he heard in his apartment. The hum of the fridge, the occasional car horn from the street below—these were supposed to be comforting signs of normalcy. But now, they sounded like background noise in a horror film, the quiet before something awful happened.

The anxiety began to ease as I found that none of these hands stirred anything inside me. Finally, another hand was placed in mine. It was warm, firm, and the moment our skin touched, a rush of warmth spread through me, almost like an electric jolt. I gasped softly, and I could feel my heart skip a beat. My hand tingled where our skin met, and a strange sense of calmness washed over me. “ That’s enough,” Kaden’s deep voice cut through the silence, and I felt his hand slip away as the blindfold was gently removed. Blinking in the bright light of the grand hall, I turned to see Kaden standing in front of me, a satisfied look on his face.

They both froze, staring at each other for a moment. It was Hazel who broke the silence first. She lowered her head, almost wishing she could disappear into the floor. "Uh... I just suddenly felt a bit hot. You were right. I’m going back to my room now. I’ve been out all day and want to freshen up." ***