Alice X Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

But I couldn’t shake the sense that something was off with her today—she was quieter, her laughter less vibrant, her gaze drifting too often to the window. Madame Alice, the atelier’s owner, was a Chicago socialite with sleek black hair streaked with silver, her expressive blue eyes warm and welcoming. She’d known me since my days with Marcus, through her friendship with his parents, Josh and Bethany, and had always treated me like family.

" I looking . The girl nodded her head and looked at me . A sweet smile broke out of my face as I thought about the pains that he was going through at this moment,he would die . "But kisses I think we have a problem"Dami asked ahd I turned to look at her . I think she had carried out the plan then what she was talking about again . "Mistress I don't think that we are free yret ,the alpha didn't take the poison but I sees the witch took it and that only means that ,the witch is on the gkp to die and not her sthe Alicia .she it I felt my body go czlm the moment she made those statements.I wanted to be sure that she wasn't speaking Spanish ,what the hell was she talking about .

MONTHS LATER** Alice sighed staring at herself in the mirror,,she took a brush and started combing her hair. “Why do you keep getting longer? Just why? I hate long hairs” She scoffed “I guess you should just leave the poor hair to rest,,you’ve been cutting and cutting,aren’t you tired?” Mrs Johnson said as she entered the room,she dropped a cup of milk on the table “I hate everything right now” Alice muttered sadly “You’re unbelievable” Mrs Johnson shook her head and went out

she scoffed, folding her arms across her chest. Was I meant to be intimidated by her? "No, I don't. Why don't you enlighten me?" I couldn't hide the sarcasm. She glared at me. "I'm Alice, and the woman who's going to become Luna of the Shadow Pack." I laughed. I couldn't help it. This girl was delusional. I'd heard Damien reject her advances, seen him shrug her off, and she thought he would willingly take her as his chosen mate? Laughable.

With Andrew, Lexy could see Alice laughing freely and being happy. Lexy's gaze wandered around the room before fixating on the wilting lily flowers. Suddenly, Lexy got a brilliant idea. Immediately, Lexy searched for Zahra's contact, which he had obtained some time ago, to order fresh lily flowers and provide the latest updates on Alice. Seeing Alice's closeness to Asih made Lexy believe that this middle-aged woman was the one who could talk to Alice. Lexy was confident that Asih's words would be heard by Alice, as she regarded the woman as a second mother.

Macie chuckled before she teased, "So, should I call you 'Madam' instead?" Alice's expression froze. She stared at Macie like she had just been personally offended. The silence was piercing. After two long seconds, Alice mumbled, "'Missy' is fine." She didn't know what Macie meant by "Madam". She thought it sounded bizarre and cursed. Macie couldn't hold back her laughter. Alice, flustered from the teasing, quickly plotted her revenge. "Anyway, didn't Xavier say that someone else already had invited him to lunch on your behalf?" she asked, raising a brow with feigned innocence.

he finishes. The Alpha seems conflicted. I don’t know what he is thinking other than wanting to protect his sister. “How old is Maddie?” I ask. “She just turned 20 not too long ago; how old was Louise?” he asks quietly. “Just turned 20 not too long ago,” I reply.

The fruity vanilla scent removing all anger from Mars and filling his mind with confusion and need we draw closer to the white figure. “If you get us killed, I will murder you” I sigh to Mars. Mars chuffs in my mind and sarcastically states “Have I ever let you down” Finally we see the mysterious figure followed by the sound of hushed tears. It’s a woman, her dark hair dirty and messy as though she was running blindly through the dark forest. She has not noticed us yet, she didn’t smell like she came from Silvermoon and even without seeing her face I knew that I had never met her during previous visits there. I would definitely remember her scent.

Alphas, judging by their confident stance and predatory smiles. "Mind if we sit?" the leader asks. She doesn't wait for an answer. They settle around me like wolves cornering prey. Their scents are expensive perfume and barely contained violence. "We wanted to introduce ourselves," the leader continues. Her name tag says 'Madison.' "Since you're new and all." I don't respond. Every instinct screams danger. "We heard about your little performance yesterday," another girl adds. "With Ronan." His name hits like a physical blow. The bond in my chest throbs with agony.

I pinned my hair back loosely and stared at my reflection in the mirror. Today, I would start my duties as the Blood Moon Pack’s Luna. The thought made my stomach twist with nerves. I didn’t even know what was expected of me. I had no title back home, no training for leadership. I was just… Serena. I waited by the window, watching the mist roll over the distant hills, my heart hammering in my chest. Soon, there was a knock at the door. Alexandro entered, dressed in formal black and silver today. He looked every bit the powerful Alpha—the man the world revered and feared. Yet when he saw me, something softened in his eyes.