Cheshire Cat Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

I grab my wallet from my bag and walk side by side with Leandre. Oddly enough, a tall man with neatly styled hair and a white shirt catches my eyes immediately. He sits on the booth near the entrance, a newspaper in his hands before averting his gaze to meet mine. The familiar Cheshire cat grin he had is plastered on his lips, causing my stomach to churn and sending shivers down my spine. If I weren’t preoccupied with other things, that grin will cause me nightmares for days. I intertwine my hands with Leandre’s, silently asking him to stay with me. His warmth is rubbing off on me, making me feel like I’m at home snuggled and cozy on a winter day. He seems to have understood my silent plea a

She inquired James answered back after sipping some tea. “ I’m all good, this is enough for me thank you Miss. Charlotte.” He gave her a thumbs up and continued eating his club sandwich. “ So do i.” I said. Miss Charlotte clasped her hand pleased from what she heard from us and spoke once again. “ Well then, Mistress, Sir James, I will leave the cart here in an hour. I will 12come back to pick it up.”

He looked like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. "Karma is a bitch you know? But it serves you right. Ah how hard you kicked my ass it is still painful like bitch. Ouch". " If you do not help me I will turn your butts as red as monkey's butts by spanking you". "You can only do that if you are able to come down but by seeing your conditions you are not coming down anytime soon. So goodnight don't let the bedbugs bite. Oh sorry for bedbugs you have to be on bed but you are hanging in the air".

Outside, the moon hung bright, and the stars were few, and the realm lay peaceful and unbroken. Except—there seemed to be some kind of pests gathered just outside. ... "Ow, ow, quit shoving!" That was Nora. "This is what you get with too many sisters! One after another, there's a dozen of us now, there's no room left under this window!" That was Vera. "Why's it so quiet in there? It's been a good while already..." That sounded like my mother, who'd apparently decided to join the crowd too. "Well? Have they kissed yet? Whoever's got the good spot needs to report back right now!" That was Rosalind.

I gladly let myself get relaxed in this smooth moment but suddenly, the sound of his mobile ringing makes me startled all of a sudden as we break the kiss. He sighs and answers the call, getting up and sitting on the couch. That was embarrassing and now I felt it. Adjusting my clothes, I leave the room with the cake. Reaching the kitchen, I put the plate on the counter and take a deep breath. I fill a glass of water and take some gulps of it. He snatched the breath out of me. Not just his presence, but his touches also drive me fucking insane. ‘He's magical…’ I look at the cake once again and suddenly one of the maids enters the kitchen. I know her, I mean, I know she's Amber and she's the f

’ 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.

"It's because I am regal, cunning and proud like a cat and my mother loves cats. My siblings are Catherine and Cheshire." Wow, dedication to a theme. I could not help but giggle. I loved cats too. I had never been allowed a pet growing up in the country house as a second class citizen. I suddenly realized I could get one now. "You don't like cats, Sachin?" I asked. "I like cats, yeah. My mate has a white Persian cat named Sphinx. He hates me," Sachin said as he sautéed some mushrooms. "He's bright!" Chat jokes.

“Good morning, Noble Consort. We all wish you good health.” The chorus fell on deaf ears as the consort fiddled with her hands impatiently. She was holding onto one of the cheap looking hairpins that Yan Sha had rejected as she knew it didn’t suit her and was also above her station as a noble lady. She had no interest to fall for this little tricks.

"Harry must feel like a clown." "Chester must be thinking he's the clown, too." "I believe Madam would never stab us in the back. This has to be slander!"

I held his gaze. He smiled. It was unsettling and reminded me of that creepy Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. I never liked that book. It left me unsettled, but I’ve read it many times since it’s Delilah’s favorite. ‘He’s the Cheshire Wolf. The cat could disappear into the darkness and reappear at his leisure. Maybe that’s why he’s so stuck on calling us kitten.’ Emilia concluded. ‘Or he’s just a dick.’