Alice X Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

Both of her eyes are hazel in colour which matches her light brown hair, she seems to be out of place, she looks mesmerising. “Mm, right.” A woman that appears to be in her mid-fifties shows up from the back of the kitchen with two glass of juice in her hands as she places them on the kitchen counter. As soon as she sees Damon, her eyes light up and her lips curve up into a small smile before landing onto me, “You must be starving. Damon told me you were resting,” I smile. “Hi, I’m Alice.” “Sam,” We shake hands, “Sit down, Alice.”

Alice replied, glancing at Hugh and then at Hudson and Koven behind him. Hugh heard this and gave an awkward laugh, not sure how to respond. The last time they met, the atmosphere was quite pleasant. This time, knowing that Alice might be the head of Spades, he could not help but be cautious. This kind of person was a huge trouble he did not want to get involved with. Hudson, understanding Hugh's difficulty, stepped forward and said to Alice, “Hello, I'm Hudson Xender, a friend of Matthew Leon. This is Koven, another friend of Matthew Leon. We only have one question to ask you.

I couldn’t look back to check. Not when he would have seen the tears falling down my face as I sprinted back to my room, pathetically cradling a bread roll. Sadly munching, I took a seat on the window cushions and observed the movements of the packhouse. Just visible from our window was the small orchard of vines and grassy paths. IT was the private garden of Alpha Fyrestone. However today, Alpha Dex was taking a turn around the gardens with the scary old woman who emerged from the car. The specialist in the Dark Arts, Luna Madeline. Her grey eyes were the same as Roxie’s but her regal manner was stiff as granite. Her deep purple velvet dress

Alice placed her fists under her cheeks and gave me a cutesy anime look. “Who are you, and what have you done to my friend?” I shrieked and took a step away from whatever strange being was impersonating my best friend. This wasn’t Alice. This was anti-Alice fashion. Her style was sexy, hot femme fatale, not cute, adorable pastel princess. Alice would rather take a bullet through her head than dress up all cute. Which was exactly what she was wearing right in front of my eyes. She wore a cute baby-pink-and-white lacy dress full of lots of bows and flowers that stopped above her knees. Covering her legs were a pair of lacy white socks.

" He pleaded again without having the courage to raise his gaze to me. I glanced at Lena, and she was also looking at me. The moment our eyes met, I felt my stupid heart cringe at her dazzling eyes, which seemed to be a charm to my soul. It wouldn't let me get angry at her. "How could a little girl kill the great Alpha? We all know Xavier is very powerful. How did she murder him?" I threw the question at them, taking a deep breath in and out. I was about to stand by Lena and save her from any punishment. Even when it was my father who she killed. I still wanted to protect my mate. "We heard of that letter sent by Lynn, and it is all obvious right here that she is the one. Give your order, an

" You promised to give me a treat today. Did you forget about it?” Today is Alice’s birthday and she promised her friend to treat her to a meal. She remembered her words and said with a smile, “ Where do you want to eat?” Alexa gave her a big gummy smile and said, “ Same, at our favourite spot. Now go and get ready.” She kinda ordered her. As soon as Alice entered her bathroom, Alexa’s smile was replaced by a sad expression. She knows about the worsening condition of her friend’s father and how much her friend is worrying about the money for her father's treatment. Her thoughts were broken when she heard the opening sound of the bathroom door. " Shall we?" Alice asked and they both left for

Alice immediately found her thoughts funny and absurd. Why would she need a crime board? Yes, she wanted answers and justice for Helena's death, but she was no detective. She was clueless at solving crimes, and Helena's case was not a game she could just barge into. Alice heaved a deep sigh as she stared at the vast mall in front of her. The illuminated place was vibrating with a happy and carefree buzz. Whispers of joy and squeals of laughter were everywhere as kids and teenagers ran around, buying costumes for the nearing Halloween.

Alice shows up at Elara's apartment at almost midnight. Elara hears the pounding on her door and checks the security camera. Alice stands in the hallway swaying slightly, mascara streaked down her face. Her hair is messy. Her expensive dress is wrinkled. She looks nothing like the polished woman who murdered Rachel Hart. Elara hesitates. This could be dangerous. Alice could be here to hurt her. But she sees an opportunity. Alice is vulnerable right now. Broken. This might be the moment Elara has been waiting for. She opens the door but keeps the chain lock engaged.

Sarcasm seep through her veins, “So you’re the one that still sweet Apollo‘s heart, huh?” Jolene protectively holds her stomach, “I guess so..” The woman’s eyes are like daggers. They roam from her eyes down to her stomach, but they stop. An almost evil smirk appears on her face. Clearly not trusting the stranger Jolene asks, “Who is this?” Alice quickly laughs, “I FORGOT THAT YOU DON’T KNOW WHO THIS IS!” He slaps himself in the forehead, “This is Alexis. She is one of I fellow witches. She is even stronger than me.”

Xavier Monday morning arrived, and the atmosphere was already hot. Anyway, the invitation cards had been sent out, and everything seemed to be falling into place. A big relief for me. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie and scrutinizing my reflection. Suddenly, I saw Alice emerge from the dressing room, looking stunning in a beautiful white short gown, black heeled shoes, and carrying a black designer bag. Her hair was tied back with a scrunchie, and her face glowed with a subtle makeup look. Her lips were painted a vibrant cherry pink, and she looked absolutely breathtaking.