Novel & Cerita Alice Madness Mad Hatter

“Don Damian really treats you like a princess.” I smiled politely while counting down the minutes until my staged death. Just then, the door to the club flung open, and Alice strode in with a fiery red backless dress. She looked like a ball of flames. The entire place fell silent.

Louve was in panic and wanted to immediately leave to find Madison but decided to help Hunter and Aleister first. Meanwhile, Madison was brought to a warehouse owned by the inferior immortals. She was tied on a chair and her head is covered with a black sack to block her vision. “She’s finally here. Ahina, you’ll see your daughter soon.” Mallory removed the sack and pours water on Madison to wake her up. Madison’s consciousness is back but was so dizzy because of the tranquilizer. “W-Where am I? Who are you?” she asked as she tries to clear her vision.

” i nod abruptly Dalon parks the car and turns it off and looks at me. “Ready?” Am i? Are you ready for the drunk dancing and loud music.? It isn’t bad right? i hope its just like the movies. I nod. Once we reached the front door, there wasn’t any sound of music coming from inside. weird. i thought there’s supposed to be loud music. I look at Dalon “Is it supposed to be this quiet?” “Uh no” He rings the doorbell. A moment Flo comes stunning as ever with her hair curled up and she wore a black dress.

She gulped the water and then set it on the edge of the table, and he managed to rescue it before it toppled off and drenched them both. “So bossy,” she said. “Eat, drink. I’m not Alice.” “What?” he asked looking at her, puzzled. “You know, Alice when she follows the rabbit down the tunnel and finds herself in the house with the notes that say ‘eat this’ and ‘drink this.’” He rolled his eyes at her. “Are you sure you’re not Alice?” he asked. “Because you’re certainly acting strange.” “I think it’s the champagne,” she stage whispered, and bridesmaids Two and Three sniggered behind their hands. “Champagne makes me loopy.”

"I apologize, but I do not know who you are." A harsh, mocking laugh escaped Odessa's lips, a sound that sent a fresh wave of unease washing over Sheera. "Well," her voice dripped with condescension, "let me enlighten you. I am Mistress Odessa , the Alpha's first and only recognized Mistress, and soon-to-be Luna of this Pack." Her face beamed with pride when she finished. Sheera's eyes widened a degree. I am in front of Odessa and have no idea?! She dipped her head immediately. "I... I apologize, Mistress. I completely had no idea it was you. Please, forgive my ignorance."

"I'll handle the milk tonight," I said. Alice was bending over, reaching for the top cabinet in the kitchen where the herbs were kept. At the sound of my voice, she turned around, still clutching the sealed jar of crushed chamomile. "You don't know the measurements." "Teach me." She stared at me for a few long seconds, then handed the jar over. "Two grams. One level scoop of this small spoon is exactly right. The valerian root is one gram from the other jar."

Séraphine. Standing by the window, her mask still on, sunlight spilling over her hair. She wasn’t supposed to be wandering around alone, but her guard stood a few feet away, pretending not to stare for so long. She turned when she heard my steps. “Alpha.” Her voice was calm, but her eyes gave her away — tired, sharp, a little wild. “You shouldn’t be out here,” I said. She tilted her head. “I wasn’t aware walking was against the rules.”

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her." I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.

For a moment, I couldn't blink as I looked at her smiling face. I swallowed before continuing. "So, if you're Alice, who am I? The Mad Hatter?" "Mad Hatter? Of course not, you're Jabberwocky, Mr. Lancaster." I raised both of my eyebrows, slightly surprised. "So I'm your enemy?" She snorted at my question. "You're a problem magnet. I have never met anyone who enjoys being kidnapped so much." I replied with a brief smile. This was the longest conversation I had with Alice, and I didn't want it to end too soon. "How old are you, Alice? 22? 23?"

Damien's mother said, as she pulled Damien outside the door, leaving me and the five maids alone. I remained my chin high, and said in a gentle tone, "Why don't we introduce ourselves first? Greetings ladies, my name is Charlotte Hayes." "That last name won't last though," the 2nd maid said, a cheesy joke coming out from her mouth. Three of them started laughing, like a giggle.