The Love Hypothesis Ali Hazelwood Novels & Stories

"That's what I feel without you, Hazel, I was able to tolerate you living alone, ordering the psychopath around you to kill your lovers, but when you loved him back. " Hazel hit his arm. " I had to interfere of course. " Alex looks crazy as he watches Hazel's becoming numb, she stopped fighting, she just looks blankly at the ceiling. Alex raised his hand a little, playing with her long hair under the water. " Beautiful in live and dead even in between. " Alex raised Hazel's numb body admiring her purple cold lips as he kisses them slowly. He checked her pulse and there was none. " You're really gone? "

Alice replied nonchalantly. Hazel smiled kindly and said, "That's okay dear. Yeah maybe you are right it's too early to decide, but its better telling early how I feel than to lose him. He is a good catch you know so before someone else interrupts or joins the picture I might as well grab this opportunity to confess to him that I think I LIKE HIM…..no no no…I must tell him that I'm falling in LOVE with him already. Or else he will be snatched." Alice suddenly asked, "I heard that he's married dont you worry about his wife?"

Selene asked when Kev added. “A man who will offer you the world if you ask for it, a man with a loaded bank account.” Hazel couldn’t believe the words they were spouting; now she wished Mia was here to hate this woman more. “You want Coyle so badly, but I am the woman in his heart, home, and life,” Hazel spouted before she faced Kev. “And for Jude, wait till he learns what love is…Then you will lose what you consider a bank." Hazel found her way past them, retracted her phone, and typed a message to Mia and sent it.

This wasn't performance, it was real, raw, and undeniable. This is true love, Dylan realized, the words echoing firmly in his heart. At the side, Hazel and Nick watched with quiet joy. Hazel, especially, wore a glowing smile, one so wide it creased her cheeks yet tears streamed freely down her face. This, she thought, is every girl’s dream. A man so deeply in love, he’s willing to show it to the world without shame or restraint. And if that man happened to be one of the most powerful, wealthiest, and sought-after men alive?

It was a photo of a stunning woman with perfect makeup and expensive clothes. “This is Selene. She is the only woman I love. You are just… trash that I picked up because I had to.” Hazel looked at the photo, then at Xander’s cruel face. Her heart shattered into a million pieces. Even though she knew this was just a contract, even though she knew he hated her… hearing him say it so clearly, seeing him compare her to trash… it was unbearable. “I know,” Hazel said, her voice hoarse and broken. “I know my place, Mr. Kingston. I won’t ask for anything. I just… I just want to do my part.”

This time, I will get what I want. I got back home and saw Hazel crouching outside my house. She came rushing over to me. "Please, listen to me. There's nothing between me and Joshua! He's just my mom's friend's son!" I took a step back. "Stop harassing me already. Just… just take the loss, okay? Everyone goes through shitty relationships with shitty people at least once in their lives. It was just my turn." "No…" Hazel put on a mask that said she was deeply in love. And then her phone rang. It was her father, and she wanted to hang up, but I smiled.

The very reason why I never really into a commited relationship with anyone ever since high school. I was ready to tell Jordan about her- my childhood first love, but I stopped when I heard her name from his mouth. Jordan been talking about her non-stop ever since he met her. I want to denied that they were the same Hazel, but I can't. Deep down I know it's her. The Hazel that Jordan been talking about is really her. And the way he talked about her, it seems like he had no idea at all about who she is. Did Jordan knew Hazel is Aunt Mary's niece? Is that why he worried so much about her? But I know it's impossible since Jordan never really care about his father. But still, why did he care so

I walk towards the couch and open my laptop , starting the work. I stop going to the office for a month now. For a whole month she was unconscious . My spend my whole day here by her side , doing my office work from here only. I don't feel like leaving her for a second in this state. Their is someone who is thinking of harming her , and I don't even know who. It makes me frustrated. That taxi car failure , her own car getting broke down , its all the fucking plan . The guy that we spotted in Africa is just the pawn in this game. I don't know the mastermind behind it.

Alex listened attentively, his eyes filled with empathy and understanding. "I love you, Hazel," Alex said, his voice filled with sincerity. "You are the most important person in my life, and I never want you to doubt that. Sarah is just a friend, and you are my partner, my confidante, my everything." Hazel felt a sense of relief flood through her, the weight of uncertainty lifting from her shoulders. In that moment of vulnerability and honesty, she realized the depth of their connection, the strength of their love, and the power of communication in overcoming challenges.

Amaka teased. “It is personal,” Hazel snapped, then sighed. “I have seen what love did to women in the kind of my mom's situation— divorcees looking for love and trying to move on from her ex-husband. I watched them cry. I watched them try. I watched them break. I’m not about to sit down and clap for a man who says he ‘loves’ her.” Amaka chewed thoughtfully. “So what exactly has this Charles guy done?” Hazel hesitated.