The Hat Fic Novels & Stories

Or maybe my life was a cruel sitcom with a laugh track only I could hear. Then my phone buzzed. Zay: Nice socks. Miss me? I looked down. Goddamn it. Purple socks. With cats. I slapped a hand over my face and groaned under my breath. Why did I pack those? Why did I wear them? Why did I exist?

She was so high and walking around. “Ahhh, I need to go to the Eiffel Tower. I must meet the one for me. Hek!” She said to herself. She was so red because of being so high. She reached the Eiffel Tower area. “Oh, what’s so beautiful about this?” She said while looking at it. “Where is my true love? Where is the one for me?” She walked around but then… “Hey, are you that popular actress, Maddie?” Someone approached her and the guy looked like a gangster. Maddie’s eyes squinted and she couldn’t see him properly.

"You are completely delusional if you think I would ever spend another dime on someone who secretly plots to record women without their consent." The arrogant amusement completely vanished from Caleb's face, and his eyes widened in genuine shock. He clearly had not expected me to know about his terrible scheme, yet he quickly tried to regain his composure by clenching his jaw tightly. "I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about, Megan," Caleb stated loudly, although his voice lacked its usual confidence.

Sid Pov's . I came to the door to go to the club. That's when I saw Ahana hugging Zoya. My steps stopped over there. The way she is looking at me provokes me to kiss her in front of everyone. Only I know how I controlled myself. She still affects me as much as she did in that function, but before I thought I had a crush on her and now I hate her. In fact, at that time my smile was due to hatred. I just hate her. She is a terrorist. .

It feels so good knowing that she’s a fierce creature as far as everyone else is concerned, but when she comes to me, she’s as harmless as a kitten. Fuck! I’m getting a hard-on from merely imagining Carla’s demure appearance. I should take her tonight. Two days of abstinence are long enough for me to want a double of everything I lost. I only want Carla to be fierce to everyone else, but she must remain submissive to me. No one else is allowed to bully her but me. “D… Don, there’s a problem.” Is Hattos on steroids or something? Barging into my room like that… “Hattos, what is it? Why do you barge into my office as if it's your backyard? Are you courting death?” Why is he even behaving like a

I was once so glorious, but now I don’t even have a hundred dollars to my name. Standing there, thin and frail in the darkness, Micah looked haunting. He screamed in frustration, "I hate you so much! Why couldn't you win Timothy's heart? If you were better, Timothy wouldn't still be hung up on his precious first love Nancy. She would’ve stayed with me!" That was not true. Would Nancy really have stayed with this drug addict after becoming the real heiress? No, she absolutely would not have. Micah had already been kicked out of the Lane family and lost all his wealth and power. Anyone with any sense would know what choice to make, just like how Timothy wisely divorced me to be with the real h

An artist who came up with the suggestion to make a bracelet with human bones could not be sane. She immediately tried to escape, but he wouldn't let go of her hair. Struggling, she yelled, "Peter, let go of me!" "Let go of you?" He placed a hand near his ear, a gesture that indicated he did not take her words seriously. He broke into a fit of laughter. "Cecilia, do you know how much I hate Evan Lane? Three years ago, I killed his beloved Corinne. Now that he's fallen in love with you, I shall take you away from him too. Evan Lane will always be a plaything for me. I could drive him crazy if I want!"

“The hearing is over for everyone, except for you.” Hailey burst out into bitter, sarcastic laughter. She walked up to me, eyes very similar to Jake’s shooting daggers at me. “I should give it to you, you’re good. When I watched you sinking your claws into my brother, I thought he was only fascinated with how d those grey eyes darken when you moan, but then, you took it a notch up, played my father on his death bed. And people say it’s we rich who are heartless.”

I wanted him to appreciate my charming body. As though hypnotized, I did something crazy. I gently lifted the hem of my skirt, revealing more of what was under the skirt. I then raised my hips more and more as I went somewhere quieter. That was until I walked into an unfamiliar alley. Suddenly, the footsteps that had always been following me not far away approached me quickly. Before I could react, a strong and powerful hand reached out from behind and covered my mouth like a clamp. "Don't move." The sudden movement stunned me for a moment. I struggled desperately to break free from their control.

"Why do we need a hat for Teddy?" "Because he needs one that doesn't smell like something died in it," I said with a smile, scanning the racks of hats. Phin watched as I picked out a few options, trying to hide his unease as a large group of teenage boys pushed past us. "This place is worse than the tailor." I chuckled. "It's just a store, Phin. You'll survive." Finally, I chose a black cap that wouldn't show sweat as much and handed it to Phin. "Here, what do you think?"