Madhatter Novels & Stories

There was a quiet hope in her eyes as she waited for the answer. Regan chuckled gently. “Yes. He is that very man.” Marceline hesitated for a moment before asking another question. “Then… why isn’t he here?” This time, Regan blinked in mild surprise. “Miss… do you know who my master is?” She shook her head without hesitation. “No. That’s why I’m asking.” Regan exhaled slowly, choosing his words carefully. “My master… You may call him Zandrei,” he began. “He is… our leader. He oversees the entire organization and...”

" OK. . Sandhya Madam. " Manit was trying to mocked her by calling her Madam, not Sister-in-law. He added " I will pay you 1 lakh every month. But let my daughter, Vincy and Ashtha here with us. They will never offend your son. " Manit was deliberately given only Vihaan name in that matter. He thought Dr.Vikash would be melted and again misunderstood about the Vihaan and thought Sandhya did all for just her son.

“Aw, and here I was hoping the ‘sir’ would stay. Yes, I’ll get it, but we need to discuss the problem that thing presents.” “That is not the problem. The dickwad is the problem,” Beth says with her hands on her hips. Again I felt that nice warm, fuzzy feeling. “You’re both right. The notebook and Kirk are the problems. Which is why I want to at least destroy the notebook. Kirk, I will figure out what to do with later.” “So you don’t think you’re crazy anymore?” Matt asks. “Is one every sure they’re not insane? How can we really know what we experience in this world is the actual reality of the situation?” I ask back.

Since there was no Josh to spend time with, she might as well use her morning exercising, just to get her mind off him. While driving, her mind wanders off, just thinking about the two rude guys she had met this past week. Her rude next-door neighbor, she had ignored since the night he moved in, and the cocky and arrogant patient that had walked into her office for a PTSD evaluation. People like that, according to Anna needed therapy for their inflated ego, and she would be glad to be of such help.

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"Wow. And you are gonna invite Calvin and Master Mind?" "Yup." "What is Master Mind's real name anyways? I totally forgot." "Arnold. He said he never liked the name cause it made people think he was a nerd or a computer geek. He preferred to be known as a hacker." "I agree, the name Arnold doesn't suit him," Tyler commented. "So, we're gonna take all this cash to the Black Panther, which you're gonna drive and then we'll load some of the guns into one of the Jeeps we got. Maybe even one the G Wagons."

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At the same time, the attack behind them ceased for no reason, as the screams echoed into the wall. “HAHAHAHAHA.” A peal of eerie laughter followed close behind. “I. AM. ANGRY.” BOM! “Akh!” The explosion sound was followed by the whimper of someone else. “Calm down, calm down, calm down.” Hadi was taken aback and looked at Mad, momentarily forgetting about the enemy in front of him. “What…” “Hahaha. That is… my sisters and their babysitters.” “Sisters?” “Aside from Shadow, I have a couple of little sisters as well. These two are part of them.” Mad focused his vision at the front again. “Now, Hadi. You have claimed yourself as a genius, right?”

"W* laaro ola,shotigbo? Ma ri nkan ti mole she fun e. Eja a malo. ( Come tomorrow morning. Let me see what I can do for you. Let's go guys) "Ese sir( thank you sir)" Dami postrated to thank Mr Aguda. He was so happy, all he could do was smile. Will things change for the good? He asked himself. He smiled as he walked slowly behind Mr Aguda and his apprentices. "Shey kon shey eni ti woli ojosi sope kema help niyen sir,koma lo je wipe...( What if this is the person the prophet told you not to render help to the other day?)"

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****