“St-Stay away from me.” I said, my voice weak and my throat burning because of the throwing up earlier. Hurt and sadness flashed in his hazel eyes, “Morana…” He tried to reach out again. But I couldn't let him get close. Not again. "Stay away from me," I snapped, pushing him back with as much force
Hazel MooreI always wondered how it felt like being with their fated mate, but now, pain is all I feel because my mate hates me. I never thought that the Moon goddess would pair me up with the person who hates me so much and never wants to do anything with me. I always disliked Rowan for trying to
Since the day Charlotte died, Morana was struggling to come out of it. The nightmares and trauma of it were having a toll on her. She lost so much weight and became so thin, I hardly recognise her now. Adrian was trying so hard to get close to her, to be with her, but Morana still kept her distance
Hazel Moore. After a full day of shopping and laughter, we decided to go to the cafe. The cozy atmosphere was the perfect end to a day that had done wonders for Morana's spirit. We found a corner booth, our shopping bags piled around us, and settled in with our drinks and snacks.As we sipped our d
Hazel Moore. “What the hell?” I exclaimed, trying to pull my arm away from his grasp.“Where the hell did you take my sister without telling me?” he demanded, his voice filled with rage.I glared at him, refusing to back down. “We went out with some friends from the hospital. Morana needed a break,
Morana Ambrose. I stood in the backyard of the mansion, watching the sun setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the land. The colors were breathtaking, a reminder of the beauty that still existed in the world despite the chaos in my life. The gentle rustling of the leaves in the evening breeze w
Morana Ambrose. As I walked back to my room after my conversation with Zane, a maid told me that she had shifted all my belongings to a new room. I thanked her and made my way to the new space. As I entered Hazel’s room, I noticed Hazel sitting on the bed, her usually bright eyes red and dull, a cl
Morana Ambrose. “I, Morana Ambrose, accept your re-” I started, but before I could finish, he crashed his lips to mine, silencing me.The kiss was intense, filled with all the emotions we had kept bottled up. It was desperate, passionate, and raw, making me forget everything for a moment. His hands