All Chapters of Moonstruck by You : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Bedtime came and exhaustion weighed down on Hazel's shoulders.Luca watched her stretch and sigh as they walked to the room, she was clearly very sleepy already. Her eyes were at the verge of completely closing, droopy actually and her footsteps were unsteady and slow. He chuckled lightly as she fell backwards a little into his arms when they got to the door. She clearly did not do so purposefully, she leaned away before he could catch a full whiff of her citrus scent. Grabbing the door handle, she pushed the door open and walked into the room. Night had already falled and the room was mostly dark except for the luminance of the bring moonlight coming from the window. It was a half moon. A realization came to Luca and he swallowed, turning to Hazel."Is something wrong?" She asked him, scouting for her pyjamas in her suitcase.He shook his head, "no." he turned to the door. "Where are you going?" she frowned at him. He shook his head, "nowhere really. I would be back, I just have

The village had warm, bustling feel to it.It wasn't a rowdy kind of noisy place like the town she had come from.There was noise as they walked down the road yes, but it was not the annoying sound of a car engine from an old rickety truck that was sure ready to breathe it's last in a garage or loud honking or yelling. It was just children giggling or playing around and adults smiling and engaging in heartfelt discussion.Yet something was odd. With the way they stared at her as she walked down the road beside Lucinda.Some would turn to look at her longer than you should a stranger. She thought maybe it was because of Lucinda, but no it was her eyes they met in a cold gaze. Sometimes she would smile and it would not be returned.She exhaled nervously. Maybe it is because she is a stranger afterall.They are probably not used to have strangers come by often.She was dressed in dark blue jeans and a black tee shirt. Normal. Like almost every other person her age she walked by. Yet it

Hazel was standing in the corner of the shop, starring at the large screen of race cars in front of her as though she was keenly interested, but in truth she could barely see what was in front of her. Her mind was elsewhere, she couldn't help but keep wondering what Freya and Lucinda were discussing.She sensed she was probably the topic of their discussion. Freya's siren-like green eyes were staring at her, she could feel it burning through the side of her faze, but she would turn her eyes to her, her gaze immediately flickers away as though she was never even staring before. Her lips pressed into a thin flat line. An unsettling feeling stirred inside as her as she turned away. She was really curious and wanted to know what those two were saying, she was the one who decided to give them space to discuss her though, and now she couldn't help but feel awkward standing here on as she watched the two teen boys in front of her play a race car game on the big screen. She almost wished sh

Jace had a small, nerdy smile, one that reminded Hazel of a certain nerdy boy she used to like when she was in the seventh grade.Back when life seemed plainer and simpler.Alva used to tease her about it back then, she would turn beet red whenever he would flash her his small nerdy smile, revealing his pearl white teeth and freckled face. "So how are you liking it around here? You know... Our town" Jace asked her, running his hand through his thick blonde hair before tucking it into his pocket.Hazel shrugged lightly, turning to Laz who had grabbed a gaming console and was now going at it with Freya.She smiled "It's not that terrible I guess, here is a pretty simple and pretty beautiful place." She nodded her head in appreciation"I like the scenery, the serenity and the presence of trees and vegetation."Yeah, she liked it here. She liked waking up to the sound of birds chirping and not the sound of a truck blaring and honking loudly.He have her a small laugh "Yeah right? It can

Time for dinner came again like rain in a night storm.Sudden and hasty. Hazel freshened up for the evening. She brushed her hair down into long beautiful curls, letting it run down her shoulders. She dressed up in a simple, plain, dark purple, short dress. She walked down the stairs to the living room first. The almost museum style living room was quite the place to behold. Dark brown and greyish couches and throw pillows, with majestically carved woods atop the head rest of each chair. In the middle of each spiral shaped carving was a small head of a carved wolf. And there again was that painting of the world on the far end of the living room. The wolf had dark amber colored eyes, each strand of hair upon it was very detailedly drawn out to make it look quite realistic. Those fiery amber eyes of it almost seemed to burn into Hazel. There were pictures hung up on the wall too. There was a majestic picture of the King, wearing a sort of ragalia and his crown.He wore a long d