House Of Mouse Reboot Novels & Stories

Thyri said loud enough to gain the attention of the whole room. “What?” Whispers went around, but she had a sneer on her face. She already had the attention that she wanted. She slowly dropped her wine glass, walking over to the center of the room, where the spotlight was placed. “I mean, the Luna is back home. Why don't we go on with our lives? Why don't we pretend that none of this happened, and focus on getting an heir for the pack. Don't you think it's about time?” She looked around the room, waiting for people to support her.

We don't owe each other anything! "As for Grandma's medical bills, I stopped using your money a year ago. Stop sending the money if you want to, and just don't pester me!" After I was reborn, I immediately began making plans to leave the Graysons. They had money, and Chase was fairly generous to me. I used some of the money to pay for Grandma's medical bills. Besides that, I also sent some to my parents and six brothers. I told them to invest in stock, bonds, and companies that had profited greatly in my past life.

"And you were sneaking women into our house. You disgust me. Luckily, fate can see—otherwise, no one would've known what kind of man you really are." If I hadn't backed up our home surveillance before moving out, that footage would've been erased long ago. But now it had become my most powerful weapon—the very proof that justified why I had switched the babies. Everything had come full circle. Jensen was still raging helplessly, while the nurse sobbed behind him. His mother clutched her chest dramatically. "You heartless witch! How is my son supposed to live after this humiliation?" The situation had turned completely against them. The viewers who once pitied Jensen realized they'd been dupe

The Moretti family was a ghost, a thing of the past. I stood at the top floor of the Volpe headquarters, looking down at the neon-lit city of sin that was now mine. The system’s voice sounded in my head one last time. 【Congratulations, Host. All main quests have been completed. The Slap-Back System will now unbind.】 【Thank you for your use. May the rest of your life be free, lived on your own terms. All hail the Queen.】 The voice in my head was gone. But I knew that even without the system, I already had all the power I would ever need.

A week before the college entrance exam, my twin brother, Tristan Doyle, runs away with a delinquent. Our parents abandon their massive corporate empire and set out to search for him. I intend to join the search, but a comment abruptly flashes across my vision. "Don't go, Ryan! If you skip the exam too, your family is doomed!" With no other choice, I shoulder the pressure and walk into the exam hall alone. Yet the moment the exams end, my parents return and lock me in the basement. Ten years later, I finally escape, only to discover that Tristan has stolen my identity. He's celebrated as that year's top scorer, gets a degree from a prestigious university, and is even married to my former

"Wake up my little world” I grudgingly opened my eyes and looked up at my mother, as usual, she smelled like lavender. Her long curly brown hair framed her friendly and thin lips curved into a warm smile. She had green eyes just like me. She lovingly brushed stray hairs off my forehead and reached over to open my window. The melodic notes of chirping birds filled my room and the smell of freshly cut grass reached my nose, a sharp werewolf sensor could also smell the sweet scent of rain dew from last night's downpour. I slowly sat up and before I asked I heard my mom's "Seven, hurry up darling I don't want us to be late. We have to leave immediately after breakfast"

A senior warrior, a scarred male named Borin, rumbled, “Their forces are spread thin, Moon Queen. A direct assault on all fronts would be costly.” Maelin leaned over the map, her silver hair falling around her face like a curtain, her pale eyes dissecting the terrain with a strategist’s precision. “Borin is right. Their forces are dispersed, designed for harassment and attrition. But if we take out their command post first, we can cut the head from the snake, disrupting their entire network.”

I nearly passed out when I heard that. In the end, I'd lost my shot at the scholarship, and rumors soon spread around campus that I was a plagiarist. The stress dragged me back into depression, and one night, I ended up on the school rooftop. But maybe fate was not done with me yet, because I was given another chance at life. This time, I was determined not to put up with Sienna's nonsense anymore. She was going to pay. She kept calling my name, but I ignored her. Then, just as she was about to yell again, our roommate Jessica Mills, who was in the middle of her game, finally lost her patience. She yanked off her headset and snapped, "Melissa, Melissa, Melissa—what is this, are you trying to

Another breathless moan follows. I lean back slowly in my chair, staring up at the ceiling. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I mutter. The woman upstairs clearly has no interest in being discreet. Another thud rattles through the vent above my office. Then a male voice joins in - deep, amused. I only manage to hear the word “kitten”. It makes me feel slightly more uncomfortable. Then it all stops. I hear a third voice - hers. It’s a little more faint than the moaning that I was forcefully immersed in just seconds ago.