Character With Top Hat Novels & Stories

―Hey! The man held up his hand to shush him. He inspected the inside of the hat and a big grin crossed his face. ―Irving Spencer. It is you! Your ma said that you always put this design on your hat.‖ He pointed to the deputy badge that had been stitched into the front of the hat.

said the girl, pointing to the decorated hat Arren was wearing. He didn't think her performance tonight could save her. The decorated hat worn by Arren is very elegant and beautiful, almost similar to the hat often worn by Kate Middleton. The headdress she chose to support her simple dress could actually be used as an escape item. Arren really didn't expect it. "Thank You!" said Arren, then handed over the hat. The girl who helped him seemed to have given up on running away tonight and focused on helping Arren because she felt that Arren needed help more.

Hayden hissed, his voice thick with disgust. The man knocked his hat off, revealing a crown of glimmering red chains encircling his head. "Well, well, what a surprise!" he jeered, gripping Hayden's hair and yanking his head back. "So, you do know me, don't you?" "It's hard not to know this distorted face."

’ he asked, his voice gruff though years of bawling across barrack squares. ‘Bring drinks, Fifi, and look sharp about it! And some canapes, I hope you’ve been hard at work making them, for if you haven’t I shall be extremely displeased, and you know what that means, my girl!’ Karen sat quietly observing this Mad Hatter’s cocktail party, where nothing was as it seemed. Fifi returned, staggering under the burden of heavily loaded trays. People wandered in, some dressed as schoolboys, some in furry dog suits, others in women’s clothes. One man was wrapped in clingfilm, limbs, body, every part of him, with the exception of his face and the penis rearing out of a gash in the plastic.

In front of me, stood the man I've been looking for my entire life. Alessio Romano. He was only the best hitman in the world before he became the Leader of the Russian Mafia. He was the worst and now? He became even worst. "Drop the gun, princess. I won't repeat myself again." His voice was calm but threatening. I knew Alessio. He wouldn't hesitate to shoot my grandmother dead. I dropped my gun on the floor and raised my hands to my surrendering myself, "Just let her go."

he said, his voice nasally and dramatic. "And who might you be?" I asked, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably. "I am the Notorious Nosedive, the Grand Inquisitor of the Black Coats!" he exclaimed dramatically, striking a pose. I stifled a giggle. "The Notorious Nosedive? Well, that's quite a name you've got there." Meanwhile, a woman in a white hat with a fluffy feather stepped forward, her voice tinged with excitement. "And I am Mistress Featherwinkle, the Supreme Hatress of the White Hats!" she announced with a flourish.

KALILA POV He was dressed in all black, a pair of brown riding boots, and a brown hat on his head, although he looked absurd, he still looked very charming. “You’re like a damn grim reaper. What are you doing? And why do you have that vulgar hat on?” I asked when I had regained a little of my composure. “Vulgar? This hat belonged to my father.” He exclaimed, touching the tip of the hat and trying to adjust it to fit his head.

His slim figure was bowing at us as his hand was holding an extravagant hat filled with colorful feathers. "Be prepared! For I! The GREAT William! Will shape you all into fine pieces of art!" For a moment I felt his gaze land upon me. No. On all of us three. "Not even demons will be able to escape..." I involuntarily frowned. The memories of when I read how was this character returned at once to my mind as a chill ran down my spine. Out of all the people ruling this school. This man is probably the craziest of them all.

“… We ain’t beaten easily… No. No. Not now… Okay promise me you won’t hurt them… how should I know, I’m not in their minds… Gracious… you win… take over!” Suddenly, he broke out from the muddy ground that moment his olive colored cocked brimmed hat swayed away by the cool wind but it was caught by him. “It great to be back!” He vocalized, smoothly putting back his hat on his head with a flared nostrils as the mud washes away from his face and body revealing a now whitish face under a maroon glowing eyes with a wide spread smiling mouth up to his cheekbones and his red pickdevant beard and mustache now turned black, more longer and fuzzy than the latter also his dress which were black with re

Megat was also wearing a mask on top of his mask. “Slow down Freeze. You’re gonna finish all of that before we even get home.” “I can just buy more!” Freeze said without a care. “God… Hm?” Megat’s steps paused when he saw there was a man dressed in white shirt and blue tux. A gold chain was hanging out of his suit’s pocket and he was wearing a top hat. It took a while for Megat to recognise the person in front of him. “Hey Megat, it’s been a while.” The man said. “Also, why are you wearing a mask on top of your mask?”