House Of Mouse Pete Novels & Stories

What the…? We cautiously approached the creature, which had hunkered down by our feet, shaking. "It was a baby panther!" Catalina screeched. "How did a baby panther end up in the walls of the PAN house?" I thought I was the only panther roaming around here. Catalina hugged the small creature to her, marveling at its presence. What in the world was going on?

Pete said, his voice brimming with happiness. As she stroked his soft, chubby cheek, Housekeeper Win praised him, "Good boy." Looking around at the suitcases, Andrea turned to Housekeeper Win and said, "Win, thank you for everything. I'm going to leave Pete with you. I don't want to take him to Vegas right now." Over the years, Housekeeper Win had cared for both her and Pete as if they were her own children.

the MC asked loudly. Silence was the only reply he received. "Going once?" "Going twice?" "Going thrice?" "...and sold!" the MC declared. Squinting to get a closer look at my new owner, my stomach churned with a mixture of fear and disgust as a heavily bearded old man stepped forward. The man who had just purchased me... Could things possibly get any worse?

I shook my head disapprovingly. Minutes later, the large wooden door of the Alpha's mansion home slowly creaked open. A gray wrinkled wolf stumbled out blinking in the sunlight. Oakley tapped her high heeled paw impatiently. The old wolf painstakingly hobbled over and announced that Raven was next to enter and be interviewed. Rayven jumped up excitedly. "I'll do a quick one for y'all's sake," she joked as she headed towards the cool retreat of the mansion. She offered her hand to her elderly companion but the gray wolf turned it away.

he interrupted in a more serious and unarguable tone. I sighed knowing that if I irritated him height just not hand me the house back so I told Damien to move to the next table apologetically. Again he agreed but kept his gaze on Pete like a hawk. It made me want to laugh. I'm still grateful he saw me in that park. So now back to business. “ Pete the documents” He stares at me looking me up and down with an annoying smirk. “ Are you going to give me the house documents let's leave here or not”

After that they planned to go in the direction of the Dark Forest and release the live-caught poisonous snakes back into the forest. Of course, it would be better if they could find out the reason why the snakes frequently break into the houses on the way. Pete was too tired after a long day of mental strain. When he saw an abandoned house on the way, he decided to go inside and take a break. He ordered the warriors to rest in the car, and himself into the house looks long uninhabited. The bed looked dusty. He was so tired that he casually patted it and then laid down on it.

no it can't be. I stop pouring, turning my head towards the door, and there he is. My breath catches in my throat as he walks in. He's clad in black short and a white tee shirt, but his face is void of any emotion. So I can't tell if he's pissed, curious or just tired. The knotting in my stomach grows tighter as he walks towards me. I quickly redirect my focus to the bowl and carton in my hand. “Good morning.” “Mouse, we have a lot of things to talk about.”

The pixels returned back to their places and the scene continued. Pete was beaten by his father and was at the edge of death. He crawled close to the surface of the drawer and raised his hand searching for the handle of the knife. Having had it successfully, he was given a moment to utilize what he had possessed. Pete crawled to the corner of the room and managed to get to his feet. The father of this Pete decided to take his belt off and whip the lad with it, however, Pete saw this as a chance to do what he felt was right to do.

Did he recently get one because as long as I could remember, Kian wasn't a fan of keeping animals in the house? “What type?” “A little mouse?” Mouse? Was he on drugs? The host gasped. “That is cute, how long have you kept it?” Kian chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “I won't disclose but right now that mouse is hiding from me—” “Ah! That must be very hurtful” “Yes,” He crossed his legs. “However, I would find my little mouse, no matter what corners she hides in, I will bring her back to me”

"Oh, my goodness! Renee, I should be better and not in this mess.” “What happened?” “Pffft…. I saw a mouse! A mouse scurried under my bed. They were two. Then I noticed another scurrying around my closet, gnawing on my nightgown. Oh, my God! I grabbed a stick intending to hit it but tripped over some loose floorboard, and some things fell. Oh jeez…. Renee, you wouldn't want to go into the bedroom right now." "Of course not. I don’t want to see the mess you made because of a rodent." I scoffed, chuckling under my breath, and she laughed along with me.