Alice X Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

Hillary, everything was a pain in her ass and she couldn't no longer stand it. "I am not getting married to anyone" Alice declared. "And even if I were to marry someday, I would be in charge of choosing that person and it could never be someone as disgusting as this" She pointed at Mr. Hillary who felt so ashamed and embarrassed by the insult. He rashly stood from his seat with his brother following suit but before he could leave Xavier had acted fast which drew him back a bit.

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.

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?"

Alice said, “Maggie this is Frederick, the person in charge of Summer before. Frederick, I wanted to introduce you to my best friend Maggie Atlas, and she will be the chief designer.” “Hello, Miss Atlas.” “Oh, hello. You can call me Maggie.” After they had all talked, Alice asked Frederick to leave. She then took Maggie for a walk around the office building. Afterward, she asked, “Well, what do you think?” “Do you want to hear the truth?” “Of Course,” Alice said.

“Nice to meet you, Ms. Porter.” She shakes her head and smiles at me. “Please, call me Alice.” Alice is a beautiful, sophisticated lady. Short, perfectly straight blonde hair falls just above her shoulder, and her makeup is flawless. I think she’s probably around Alexander’s age, maybe a little older. I listen as she walks Alexander through his schedule for the upcoming week. When he said he’ll be busy, that was clearly an understatement. He opens the bag in his lap while she talks and takes out a new mobile phone. He unboxes it and starts playing around with it. I watch as he uses the phone to ring himself with, and then hangs up. He hands it to me and grabs his own.

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

The assistant thought that it would take Alice at least two hours. The assistant was astonished to see that she walked out so soon. "What's the matter? Did you have a fight with Wade?" "Do not mention that name to me again!" Alice said hotly. "W--Why?" The assistant could tell that Alice was not being petulant as usual. "It's so gross! The way the Maddoxes handle things is a huge divergence from my world view and values! I hereby declare I give up!" Alice said through gritted teeth.

No wonder the dark witches could enter the palace undetected. “You aren't a dark witch,” Alice said in an emotionless voice. “Yes,” the woman confirmed. She dropped the candle stand on a small table by the side of the room. “Why are you helping them” Alice asked what was on her mind. “Well they have something precious of mine, so… I have no choice but to help them. I'm Alicia” The woman introduced herself but didn't get a response from Alice. Alice only stared at her with anger in her eyes.

She used the brief break to escape, running back to the garden, her heart beating a suspenseful rhythm. She found Luna Seraphine in the garden, her back turned to her. Luna Seraphine was talking with someone, and Arya ran up to join her by her side. When she looked at the person Luna Seraphine was speaking with, she had to look twice to recognize that it was Alice! Alice was dressed in a soiled orange coverall, a sinister grin on her face, amplified by the large scar on the left side of her face. She had defaced the sigil of condemnation Damian had instructed his men to brand on her face.

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."