House Of Mouse Pete นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His cheeks flushed a little, but he didn’t try to stop me or argue as I led him through to what I hoped would be his bedroom. There was a large double bed there, immaculately made, a ginger cat sat right in the centre. It turned its head toward us and fixed us with a look that said everything. This was her bed right now. “Oh, Sookie, you would choose to be in here,” Pete said, hurrying forward to try and shoo her off. It only made me chuckle, amused at the pet’s antics when she just moved further over. “There’s enough room for us as well now,” I said. “She’s bound to make space once she realizes what we’re up to.”

"A one-year contract, to be exact. You'll be my...pet, for lack of a better term. And in return, I'll let your father go free." Aurelia's eyes widened in horror, her mind reeling with the implications. "You can't be serious," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear. Baron chuckled, his laughter like a cold breeze. "Oh, but I am, lamb. I am. And you'll do well to remember that. Now, let's get down to business, shall we?" He snapped his fingers, and Marco produced a contract from thin air. Baron slid it across the desk, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

Amelie asked Matthias. "Matthias Westwood," Matthias answered while roaming his eyes around the small house. He didn't know his pet lives in a house that's as small as his bathroom. They sat at the dining table as Amber, who keeps on glaring at Matthias served them a bowl of spicy noodle soup. She also prepared some grilled pork belly as requested by her sister. "Amber, why don't you sit here too? Come on, introduce me to Matthias," Amelie said as she tapped the chair beside her.

Peter led Mia by the hand around this small village, he stopped at a house at the end of the road, this house had a larger garden than Professor Wayne's house and can feed more animals. But it's so dark, Mia can't see well. Peter led her by the hand into the lighted house: "Let's go, the cat is definitely in here." They entered the house, the owner of this house was a middle-aged couple who appeared to be a few years older than Peter's father, Peter knocked on the door: "Uncle Blair, it's me, Peter Wayne."

I can see why Mum is the true alpha of this pack…why she was born to lead as the white wolf. It was ethereal, just as she is. “Welcome home Beta Alora, Beta Ezra.” “Thank you Petra.” Auntie Alora smiles out to all the watching faces. “And Miss Josie…welcome home to us.” “Thank you Petra. This is Kit Knoxbridge…and Lobo you know.” Petra is the housekeeper of the alpha house here. She is such a pure soul and, Auntie Alora has often said she would be lost without her. With her greying hair, sparkly eyes and her beautiful broad smile, I think she may be the motherly figure that Alora misses in her life.

I stopped, then let out a short, cold laugh. "It didn't die peacefully. It barely made it a year. And it died choking. I still wonder what Zoey was trying to get. All that smoke in my house, those weird rituals. Suffocating a helpless little thing." I looked straight at him. "What exactly was she praying for?" His lips shook. He tried to talk, but nothing came out. "But you were thorough," I said calmly. "You let Zoey live in the house for six months. Scrubbed everything clean. Even replaced the wallpaper." I paused. "You just forgot one thing—the hamster. And you forgot who I am. I'm a doctor."

he asked, catching me off guard. “Outdoors,” I replied, feeling weirded out. “Me too.” He said, before asking the next question. “What pets have you had?” “Are you trying to get information to hack my password?” I joked. “Just answer the question." Cas sighed. “Dogs, doves, some tame rats, hamsters, and guinea pigs. Not all at the same time, though.” I replied. “Really?” Cas sounded surprised. “Yeah, my parents didn’t mind having several animals in the house. As long as we helped clean the cages. My dad even had his own dwarf hamster, called Worf, because of the stripe on his little back.”

Leaving me alone in a house full of trinkets and expecting me to not touch anything? I started to look around the house, I also wondered what they were talking about outside. This cabin looked small on the outside, but it was pretty big inside with a lot of herbs, and books. I thought someone like her would keep a pet or something, maybe not cats or dogs, but something like a frog or snake would be more fitting. But from the looks of it, it didn't seem like she had anything living here but her. When I walked over to the bookshelf, I saw a really vivid-looking mouse. I half expected it to be a real mouse, but when I came closer to have a better look. I could see it was truly just a model.

Katrine was thinking about what could be happening and when she enters the kingdom she ran into a thief that people are running after. Katrine used her magic to turn the thief into a mouse and she gets down on her horse takes the mouse then goes straight home. When she gets home Katrine placed the mouse on the ground and uses a big basket to cover the mouse. She was asking the mouse what he did, why is it that people were after him? the mouse was only making a sound then Katrine remove the basket then cast a spell, and turned it into a human. After searching the whole house to look for her brother, but no traces that Reuben was at home for the past few days. When the mouse turns to a human h

she managed to reply. "That settles it then. From now on, you are mine, mine to touch, mine to have and just mine alone. I do not share or joke with what's mine, as long as you are obedient and do whatever I ask you to, we won't have a problem" he paused giving her a sloppy kiss on her right cheek. "Remember, you are now my pet and my sex slave. You are mine, you belong to me Isabella"