Alice Madness Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

In fact, it turned out that the biggest of the ridiculous bullies was about Martha's age, and just like Martha was the head chef for the Alpha, Toma, was also a head chef, but she worked for the former Luna instead. It's almost like everybody that works for the former Luna had an infection called wickedness and foolishness because all of them, not excluding any of them, all had the nastiest and most disturbing attitude. Someone had told me that their attitude was purely a reflection of the Lady's attitude, and I couldn't be more grateful to the moon goddess that I wasn't assigned to work with such a vile person. “I commend you, Lydia. I can't believe you still haven't snapped at those women

It makes my skin crawl. I hate it. Someone whispers, not even trying to hide it. “That’s him. The Mad Alpha.” Another voice answers. “I thought he wouldn’t come.” A third, lower. Nervous. “Is he stable? Are we safe?” I keep walking. I don’t rush. I don’t stop. I let my boots hit the floor slow and steady so they hear me coming. So they feel it. There was a time when my entrance was marked with heavy regard and envy.

I looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping or not, “…Werewolves.” “You know,” Alice leaned in with a devilish grin on her face. “I haven’t exactly been honest with you. I’m what the shrinks might label batshit crazy. So, if I’m taking this better than most people would, you might want to consider that I might be thinking that I’m hallucinating all of this.” “Are you for real right now?” I asked.

He braced for it. "I don't have any points," she said, the words clipped and final. He didn't ask why. He just ducked his head, accessing his mental interface with trembling focus. He scrolled, the phantom shop interface glowing in his vision. "There's... this." His voice held a note of desperate hope. He materialized a small, wrapped candy in his palm. "It's called 'The Gardener's Wrath.' A candy infused with rage. Add a catalyst, and it... makes a big boom."

I gladly let myself get relaxed in this smooth moment but suddenly, the sound of his mobile ringing makes me startled all of a sudden as we break the kiss. He sighs and answers the call, getting up and sitting on the couch. That was embarrassing and now I felt it. Adjusting my clothes, I leave the room with the cake. Reaching the kitchen, I put the plate on the counter and take a deep breath. I fill a glass of water and take some gulps of it. He snatched the breath out of me. Not just his presence, but his touches also drive me fucking insane. ‘He's magical…’ I look at the cake once again and suddenly one of the maids enters the kitchen. I know her, I mean, I know she's Amber and she's the f

Alice's whole body began to glow brightly as an energy she had never felt before overshadowed her entire body illuminating her body from head to toe… Diana and Liam could only watch in awe as this unfolded before their eyes… The glow slowly started to die down revealing Alice with closed eyes. Her eyes flew open. “Joan” she muttered. She raised her eyes to look at Liam and then at Diana. “I think you both need to know this. Their leader is someone we all know. It's…Hazel”

Before I could recover from the hard impact on my face or say anything, the lady spoke in a more mocking tone that made my stomach recoil. " I think you need to know who you are up against, little bitch; I'm Katherine Rodriguez, the billionaire Alpha's only daughter and heiress," she announced, her voice dripping with smug superiority. "And I'm Derrick Ortega's chosen mate, his future wife. So you see, you never stood a chance."

His eyes are red and his hands are raised as if waiting for someone to carry him. “Oh how sad, the big bad Alpha wants his momma." I mock in between laughter. When our laughter finally dies down, Lucinda speaks and is the first to break the silence. “You know, on the bright side, people got the privilege to see you in all your sexy naked glory. The opportunity to see a naked goddess is only given once in ten decades." “Don't tease. You are right, I am incredibly sexy, but definitely not a goddess." I honestly think I am bipolar, I was crying a minute ago and now I am laughing for the same reason I cried. Something is definitely wrong somewhere.

Clarisse felt deafened by what she heard, "You did what? Are you out of your mind?" She asked, but Alice simply shrugged. "Do you really want me to answer that question? My answer will be phenomenal." Alice threw the question back with sarcasm. She has nothing but her dark humor, might as well use it to annoy someone. Black Lotus stared at Alice for a moment, wondering if this was Alice's coping mechanism and considering sending her to a therapist, but she doesn't think any professionals could help her. Alice didn't budge, and she was the first one to avert her gaze.

"Why? I have to introduce you to some Investors' sons. You've seen their bodies, this time around you'll hear them talk and decide if they have a brain." "Who's home?" A high pitched voice called from the door. Aunt Alice in her signature outlook. An overflowing dress to kill, an hat large enough to shield the whole world from the sun, a face caked with make up, and jewelries everywhere. And yes, her dark sunglasses. Not to forget, her ever growing confidence. Ah, Aunt Alice was just a mix of different things. Good and bad. "There you are, Halma. I was thinking you'd come late," then her mother added, giving her a pointed look, "as usual."