Novels by Hoze

"Hey, Ricky," I greeted my brother in our usual manner as he sat on the sofa, engrossed in watching the news. "Hey, my sunshine, what's your plan for today?" he asked, his voice filled with the warmth and familiarity that I had grown to love. "I think I'll stay at home and work," I replied, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. I didn't want anything to disrupt this happiness. "In that case, I'll go grocery shopping. Let's have dinner together and invite Ren over," Ricky suggested, a wide smile stretching across his face. There was a part of me that sensed something wasn't right, urging me to stop him. But I couldn't say a single word to express my concerns, and my body felt frozen in place. Ricky looked at me, his eyes filled with love, and said, "I'll be back." As the door closed behind him, I heard the screeching sound of a car followed by a deafening crash and someone's scream. In that moment, I cried out, "Don't die, Ricky. Please don't leave me alone," my voice echoing t

As I stepped into our apartment after the delightful date with Katy, a sense of calmness enveloped me. The evening had gone well, and I couldn't help but feel a growing connection with her. But a chilling scream pierced through the air, sending shivers down my spine. The sound was unmistakably Haze's voice, filled with terror and anguish. Without a second thought, I dropped everything and rushed toward her room, my heart pounding with concern. Reaching their room, my worries intensified as I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open gently, my worry growing with each passing second. It was unusual for Haze to leave their room unlocked, especially considering the importance they placed on personal space. There, in the dimly lit room, I saw Haze on her bed, her body trembling and tears streaming down her face. It was evident that she was having a terrible nightmare. She was crying out in her dreams, her voice filled with desperation, 'Don't die, Ricky. Please don't leave me alone.

After the Gala, I couldn't help but notice that Haze seemed busier than ever before. As if she was trying to get buried under her work to hide from something. There was a sense of urgency in her actions. She looks pale and tired, and concerned for her well-being, I often insisted that she should eat tomatoes. The fresh tomatoes from my family's farm were delivered from my home. Meanwhile, an unexpected event occurred between me and Katy. We began to grow closer, forging a friendship that surpassed my initial expectations. We found ourselves chatting regularly, engaging in lively conversations, and even talking on the phone almost every day. Katy's energy and enthusiasm were infectious, and I found comfort in her presence. Her articles, filled with captivating stories and accompanied by impressive photography, never failed to catch my interest. In fact, she even shared a few pictures from the Gala, including one where I was sitting near the bar, as well as stunning captures of Ren's ex

After the gala, I found myself buried in work, trying to catch up on all the tasks that had piled up during the event. With Ren taking a break from attending events, it meant a break for me as well. The success of Celestial Symphony had brought a wave of attention, with Katy's article capturing the essence of the gala and the presence of renowned fashion icons. Amidst the whirlwind, I stumbled upon a picture of myself from that night. It was as if I were looking at a completely different person, adorned with elegance and confidence. It reminded me of the transformative power of fashion and how it can bring out various aspects of one's personality. Interestingly, one noticeable change since the gala was Richard's attitude. He seemed to have become less persistent about me eating vegetables, perhaps understanding that everyone has their own preferences of likes and dislikes. However, his enthusiasm for tomatoes remained unchanged, still insist on them being the best fruit or vegetable,

As the night grew late and the exhaustion from dancing started to set in, Katy and I sought solace on the couch. It was a surprising connection we had formed as if we had been friends for ages. Laughter filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in Katy's presence. As I glanced around the room, my eyes searching for any sign of Haze, Katy's voice broke through the moment. "If you're looking for Haze, I think she's already made her way home. You know how she is, always slipping out of parties without anyone noticing," she said, with a hint of admiration in her voice. I nodded, realizing that Katy seemed to understand Haze in a way I hadn't expected. "Seems like you know Haze quite well," I remarked, feeling a touch of envy creeping in. Katy giggled, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, is that a hint of jealousy I detect?" she playfully teased, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me. Flustered, I tried to brush off the notion. "Jealous? Why would I b

Haze's dress for the gala was a breathtaking creation in a mesmerizing sky-blue hue. The gown gracefully cascaded down to the floor, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication. Its flowing silhouette accentuated Haze's slender figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. Adorned with delicate diamond embellishments, the dress shimmered and sparkled as if reflecting the starry night sky. The diamonds formed intricate patterns along the bodice, adding a touch of glamour and capturing the light with every movement. One of the most captivating features of the dress was its unique cape-like design. The ethereal fabric cascaded down from the shoulders, creating a sense of grace and mystery. The sheer material gently billowed behind Haze as she moved, adding a touch of enchantment to her every step. The dress was carefully crafted to accentuate Haze's slim waistline, drawing attention to her toned belly. It showcased her figure with grace and confidence, highlighting her natural