Evil Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

"So many times, we tried to prove we could be civilized, that we aren't monsters, but again and again you Thompsons have come and destroyed what we work for, poking us until we break." "I can be a monster." He bared his fangs threateningly, moving close to my neck until I could feel his breath inches away. His voice dropped to a whisper, " Now that I've finally found one Thompson, I can destroy all of you. I could take your body as mine to drain and pick apart to pieces. Or perhaps…" His lips curled into a sly smile, "....mine to fuck until you're nothing more than broken leftovers." He moved away, eyeing my body darkly from my toes to my terrified face.

Those amber eyes come into my vision and I unconsciously smile but when suddenly that smirk starts to appear in my vision, I quickly open my eyes. I gasp the moment his evil face comes into my mind. There is an innocence in his eyes but a true presence of evilness in his diabolical smirk. I shake my head and randomly take out a dress. I found mine and his clothes kept in the same closet. This is quite surprising, because this sign is as if it has a similar place for me in his life as well. I am wearing a green Batwing sleeve cardigan with a white warm wide pants. Drying my hair and then caging them into a loose bun, I come down.

Amberleigh had always imagined The Mad Hatter was an older man with crazy hair, crazy suits, a Joker smile, and a top hat. Well, she only had two of those features right about the man sitting in the plush chair grinning at her in an unsettling manner. He was wearing a purple velvet suit and looked like one crazy mother fucker for sure.

I said, not interested in going. "Then I think what I will say will make you reconsider." He optimistically said his face liting up. "There is nothing that can change my mind. Now get back to work." "But sir, I heard that Mr. Queen will be there and the queen of England is the guest of honor this year." He smiled, showing off all his white teeth as if what he just said was the best thing he has ever said. "So? how does that concern me?" My right eye was raised up in confusion still waiting for his reason why I should be happy that those people will be at the event.

It makes me wonder who's really the insane one between the two of them. That's when the smell hits me. Whatever liquid, mad hatter doused himself with is pungent and making me feel like throwing up. It's also a familiar smell that I try to pinpoint but whenever my mind thinks it's getting a hold of it, it skitters away, almost as if it's scared to fathom it. Think, Alicia, why would mad hatter pour a certain liquid on himself as well as the floor? My eyes almost bulge out when it hits me. Literally hits me, and I stumble back. It's petroleum. He plans on lighting up this whole building and blowing himself and Ash up. Tears well up in my eyes and I blink them away.

“Once in college, Damen and his lab partner went out on a date.” “What no! Stop!” He tried to stop her. “The girl was allergic to sunflower seeds. She didn't know it at that point. She had a severe attack after having only one bite from her salad. He got so scared. He thought she was dying, and he almost started crying.” She said between fits of laughter. “What?” Penelope laughed. Damen was so embarrassed. He covered his face with his hands. “I hate you. I hate you so much.” He shook his head. “Ah! It's fine we are all friends. And friends should know about each other's embarrassing moments.” She patted her shoulder.

Hattie immediately fell to the ground, looking extremely exhausted. Lucas just wanted to say something when he noticed the zombies had nearly reached them. Left with no choice, he had to piggyback Hattie and resume running. “Sir, I feel that your back is very sturdy.” Lucas was speechless. He was really speechless. Did this brainless woman have a negative IQ? He remembered Hattie had told him before that the leader of the White Lotus, White Doll, had treated her like a machine that could become a Rank 4 Evolved One with enough refinement.

Jo commanded. J-Cane shook his head, “That's totally impossible. He's called the Hatter 'cause he always wears a hat on his head, just like the character in Mary Poppins.” “Alice in Wonderland.” Ash corrected. “Whatever,” he continued, “He also wears shades and a face mask. The only thing anyone knows about him is that he's tall and Caucasian.”

I am sure you will find a way to escape from this situation. Love, Eva…" As soon as I finished it. I had the gut feeling that she was targeting me as a scapegoat. By the time I came back to my senses, mom had already caught my hand. And this time her eyes were like pleading at me. "Mom… Really??..." I could only utter those two words. By that time Dad came. "Emma, where's Eva?? And her crazy make-up artist blubber something to me. I think she went crazy. So, I had locked her up in the next room." Then his eyes fell on the crying mom.

Following the shop name printed inside, I managed to track down the online store of the seller. Unexpectedly, the store was empty, there was not a single item for sale. I had no choice but to tap on the customer service icon at the bottom of the page. I cautiously sent a message. [User2345: Hello, may I ask if the incense burners in your store are still available for purchase?] It was half past eleven at night, but to my surprise, the customer service replied quickly. [Satanic Shop: Hello dear, the products in our store can only be purchased with a strong desire. It seems we’ve detected that you don’t have a wish you truly long to fulfill.]