Evil Mad Hatter Novels & Stories

I still didn’t smell any lust on him—only fear. Seeing him clearly now, I observed that he had dark gold hair, and an earnest quality to his face. Though his clothes were somewhat shabby, he had bathed and shaved fairly recently. I would not have called him attractive, but he wasn’t ugly or unkempt, as many of the mortals in this part of London had been. “Thank you,” I said. “I was worried about those Reapers out there.” “Is that what they’re called?” asked the hatter.

Why did the world seem to prepare for him to become something so evil… and vicious? As Liam was thinking that, he felt Harriet's hand on his thigh which was leaning against the table. He looked at Harriet who looked up at him. "Sire, if you are destined to be a bad person, you will definitely become the most dazzling evil person in the history of the world." Harriet blinked innocently twice, making Liam suspect something. He narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously. "Bad child. Young people these days dare to tease their teachers, don't they?"

As I entered the bathroom, the smile on my face faded. I dropped the sheets to the ground as soon as I shut the door and went to the large mirror, only to find h*ckeys all over my body. "Crazy," I said, looking at my body, which had h*ckeys on my neck, breasts, and legs. "Didn't he have dinner?" I said, indicating Damien, given that I appeared to be his dinner last night instead. Afterwards, I exited the bathroom wearing the clothes he had provided for me. It was a long black gown with a bad b*tch vibe to it. It was worn with new black heels, a hat, gloves, and diamond earrings. Everything was black, from head to toe. "Is black his favorite color or something...? ”

For a second the reflection did not copy my movement. Instead, it showed a different version of me. I was standing in a large hall wearing a crown made of black metal and glowing symbols. Wolves bowed before me. I stumbled back in shock. The image vanished. My heart raced. What was happening to me? A knock sounded again. This time the door opened without waiting for permission. He entered. The Alpha. Even after everything, seeing him still stole my breath for half a second. He was taller than most wolves in the pack. His presence filled the room instantly with an intensity that made the air heavier. His dark hair was slightly messy as if he had not slept properly. His eyes locked onto mine i

Lachlan asks, looking puzzled. Hattie shook her head. “No. He simply told me to get home to my mate and my son. And told me to take care.” I find it almost unbelieveable that he would do this. That does not sound like the man who we have had described to us. He sounds almost likable when you hear that description. But the sickening thing is we know what he is capable of, and how unpredictable he can be. The man cannot be trusted, that is the worrying thing. Hattie had been lucky. Though at the end of the day, it was not Hattie that he wanted. It had always been Violet he wanted to get his hands on. And now he had her in his evil grasp, and the thought of that shook me to my very core.

“At least describe him. it's the least you can do since you don't want to introduce me to him.” I ignored her. A normal person with brains would have connected the dots and shut the fuck off. But Ava being Ava won't. Brain was the only luxury she didn't have. “I don’t know why you’re getting mad,” she continued. “You should be happy. Your roommate is the campus fantasy.” “I want him out,” I snapped. She blinked. “Out?” “Yes. He’s loud. Disorganised. Always around people. Always—” I stopped myself. “Always?” She smiled, her lips curled into a mischievous smirk.

Matthew asked, and I furrowed my brow. “You knew? Mother told you?” I asked, and he nodded while I sighed. “I didn’t want to cause trouble,” I said. Matthew scoffed. “Well, there is trouble now,” he muttered, causing me to raise a confused brow at him. “Trouble?” “Yes.” He paused and sat beside me. “I didn’t know how Alpha Edward got to hear about it, but he has summoned Alpha Killian to the Council of Werewolves and will charge him with attempted rape. Believe me, with Alpha Edward’s influence, Killian won’t get off scot-free.” Matthew said, and a lump formed in my throat. I didn’t know Alpha Edward would get so angry about that.

I coughed a bit, gripping myself tighter. " Commander Snake, we're here," Kira announced. Folding her hands, Jeff walked forward. It was quiet for a while until a door opened and a huge man walked out, his face completely hidden by the hat he wore. I trembled slightly, but still looked at him. I could feel his gaze on me and could detect a faint scar running down his face. " You're late." He began, his voice gruff. Kira sighed. " Yeah boss, we're sorry about that. We got a bit held up." She said, glancing at me. I ignored her. His gaze settled back on me.

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

So they all stood together, trying their best to not get killed, and spoke. “Sir he was found tangled in wires at a haunted house of a fest .” Roman furrowed his eyebrows. Haunted house? Why the hell would he go to such a dumb place rather than doing his job?! “Why the hell did he go there? And where is he now??” Roman roared in anger. The group of men was scared but answered quickly. “Sir we found he had put money in that fest. He was a partner with the organization. We think he must have probably gone to see the arrangement.”