Alice's Adventures In Wonderland Lewis Carroll Novels & Stories

I wandered through the aisles, running my fingers along the spines, feeling a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. I spent the whole day there, completely lost among the books, reading story after story until I lost track of time. One book caught my attention "The Adventures of Sir Flufftail" a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels.

“He’s not here, either.” Worry seized Emmie’s throat and she walked slowly around the vehicle, hoping she didn’t see any feet sticking out...or Heaven forbid, a head! “I cannot see him underneath.” At least she prayed he wasn’t completed crushed and sucked into the wet ground. But she felt he wasn’t. Something else happened to him. It was like he’d…disappeared. Very strange, indeed. “I want to go home,” Anna whined again. Emmie nodded, but at the same time she wished her maid would stop complaining. “Unfortunately, we cannot. Not until my father lets us know it’s safe.”

Laura I am falling. I don't know for how long, but it feels like an eternity. Not this shit again. Why do I keep being thrown from one place to another? Was following the humanoid rabbit thing into this dark hole the biggest mistake I had ever made? I hope not, but I'm not confident. Alice did the same thing in Wonderland and had a good ole time, didn't she? "Are you having fun yet?" I hear a tiny voice, and it takes me a while to realize the rabbit thing is speaking to me. "No! I am going to be sick. Where are you taking me?"

Michael asked, “Darcy, tell us about the garden. Please?” Darcy chuckled. “All right,” he said. “Since the staff works so hard to keep the place in such perfect condition, they and the garden deserve some much-needed appreciation.” He looked around them at the charming place. “The garden is inspired by Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland, so we call it Alice’s garden. Notice all the animal-shaped bushes? The rabbit, the cat, the caterpillar, and the flamingos?” “Oh,” Akira said. “The white rabbit, the Cheshire cat, the caterpillar, and the flamingos from Alice in Wonderland.”

He was about to complain when Alice snatched the candy from his hand, unwrapped it, and put the lollipop in his mouth. "I said, let’s go back already." She didn’t let him speak and walked away. Alice knew how ridiculous she looked and sounded right now, but she couldn’t answer any of his possible questions. Carl promptly followed her, quietly enjoying some candy he hadn’t had in years. "You were scared." He mumbled after a moment. They were walking slowly back to the headquarters. Alice usually walks fast as if she’s always being chased by someone, but this time, Carl could feel that she wanted to take it slow.

"Ha ha, you're right. It's a wonderland." Safis looked around and laughed, "Now this fairyland has finally met its owner, a real fairy." "Ha ha, so how did our great detective find this place?" "Oh, can we not talk about this?" Safis tapped his wallet and made a pained expression: "Who dares to believe that Wonderland is also charged." And it's a big one." "Safes..." I looked at him with emotion. Safes winked slyly. "Don't be so quick to say thank you. I'm making an investment!"

Alice hid a laugh, laying Millie down and tucking her between the sheets, with Hoppy by her side “Want to do the honors?” “Okay, okay…” he snorted, and Alice had to admit that it was a funny image to see that huge man, still with broad shoulders and a firm appearance despite everything that had happened to him, sitting in his wheelchair with the colorful book in her hands and an upset expression on her face “Once upon a time, there was a mother duck who was very excited about the birth of her five little eggs. One after another, they were born, cute little yellow ducklings that said quack quack...”

*Adele's point of view* "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Alice in Wonderland! Happy birthday to you!" everyone sang together while the Alpha and I held our little princess in our arms. Their voices filled the large pack house with warmth and laughter. It was like time had moved fast in the past few years. A smile spread across my face as Cindy stepped closer to Alice and asked gently, “Alice, can you tell us and show us how old you are now?”

The book that was displayed on a stand next to the photo was Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. Meredith froze. She had been having very weird dreams that she was in Alice’s place falling through the rabbit hole and landing in a strange room. Why did Brayden have this specific book displayed? Meredith’s breath quickened and she felt the room begin to spin. She didn’t understand her dreams and she didn’t understand why Brayden had this book on his bookshelf. She knew it was all coincidental but it was also very freaky and she was becoming short of breath.

CHAPTER CDXXIII (THE OLD TOLD TALE) “ALICE. ALICE IN WONDERLAND.” More than just telling the title of the well-known children’s book. The book that crosses time in this very world and book. The tale that could jump back and forth towards this dimension that knows nothing about the reality that you are living with.