The Hat Fic Novels & Stories

he said, his voice nasally and dramatic. "And who might you be?" I asked, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably. "I am the Notorious Nosedive, the Grand Inquisitor of the Black Coats!" he exclaimed dramatically, striking a pose. I stifled a giggle. "The Notorious Nosedive? Well, that's quite a name you've got there." Meanwhile, a woman in a white hat with a fluffy feather stepped forward, her voice tinged with excitement. "And I am Mistress Featherwinkle, the Supreme Hatress of the White Hats!" she announced with a flourish.

"Look at this silly guy." Harriet pointed at the TV with scorn on her face. "He has such a beautiful wife yet he cheats on her with someone that looks like she is wearing Halloween mask on her face." I hissed, rubbing my legs that were folded beneath in yoga style. "Men are just so despicable." She frowned, changing the station. "Objection my ladies!" Fridaous hollered, raising his hands in defence. "I take an exception to that, not all men are like that." He continued.

He said “Hattie” A lady, the one Lilly ran to meet, walked forward, she stopped beside Ezra, Hattie is a lady in her 50s, her blue eyes stood out from her white hair that was adored with beads of different kinds, the energy Ellie could feel from her is strange, Ellie could swear Hattie is no ordinary person, she was sure she is not even a werewolf. “Are you sure about this Alpha?” Hattie asked Ezra “Once the lime is lifted, that is the end”

I had to give it to her, she was quick. The clerk looked at her and smiled, his heart started to beat faster, and the unmistakable smell of arousal sweat crept around the smell of cigarettes coming off his breath. Katla used this to her advantage. “Do you have anything like that?” she asked, looking at him and biting her lip. “Goddess damnit, Katla. Stop doing that,” Sargon howled in my mind, jealous that she had caught this human’s attention. “Maybe,” the man said, “Depends what you’re looking for. I have this lovely antique hat.” He went to the back and pulled out a tiny women’s hat with a purple veil. Katla crinkled her nose and laughed.

HANNAH'S POV I've been on the run from the paparazzi. Right now I'm walking with Darrin to get to my next scheduled photoshoot in disguise. The place was close to where we resided so we concluded in going there in disguise. My hair was wrapped under a scarf, I had dark shades, to hide the color of my eyes. Zachary has a hat over his head with a huge cap as well. With his bag beside me we both looked like a young couple having a look around the entire landscape.

Seed Of Hatred Episode 31 Charlotte hissed and went to her room. She brushed her teeth and took her bath. She dried her body with a towel and applied a body cream. She wore a white gown. It was above her knee. It was a fitted gown but the hands were long and big. She wore black heels and sat in front of the mirror. She combed her hair and let if fall. She grabbed her black purse and left the room.

CHAPTER 1 PROLOGUE: The door of the room opened and a man entered with a serious face, his gaze was sharp and hateful while staring at the petite woman sitting on the chair in a prison uniform handcuffed, her head was wrapped in a gauze. She was smiling gladly, but the man’s poker face was still. “So, I am here.” The man said while standing near the door. “Come and sit near to me,” The woman said. The man walked to the chair and sat, “Do you still have no regrets?” He asked.

"Yes dear we saw it. But I am afraid it is not what it looks like. They were literally at the point of cutting each other's head off." "Awww really, I was happy when I saw them in that position." "They looked great together right?" "They did. But sir, those two really hate each other. You will need bigger and more effective plans to get rid of the hatred between them." "We know. We are not going to give up. Just keep us updated and thank you for your help." "Sure sir, you can always count on me." She said her usual anthem before ending the call. "What are we going to do now Chris, It's obvious our plan failed miserably." Elise questioned. He was having a worried look on his face.

Third Person's POV "Alright, Patience, I knew there was something off about you. You just let another man drive you all the way back here! I even took pictures of the whole thing!" "Did that man give you something too? What was it?" Hattie said, her vanilla pheromones sharp and cloyingly sweet as they wafted through the air. Her pupils narrowed with triumph, and her wolf ears flickered just beneath her hair as she reached for the book.

I didn’t even try to hide how annoyed I felt. “You invited me.” “I promise you I didn’t.” He pulled a party hat out of his suit pocket and put it on his head. “Refresh your memory?” I just looked at him. He pulled a magazine out of his jacket next, and pretended to read it. “Better now?” A light bulb went off in my head. “Goddess, Nick. That was a funny meme, not an invitation.” He took the hat off. “Well, I’m here.” “And you can leave.”