House Of Mouse Reboot Novelas e Histórias

“Not too strong. Maybe just at the transformer. That will send the entire neighborhood dark. Give us time to get in and out.” Mouse blew out a mouthful of air. “Fine.” He paused a moment. “You guys are no fun.” “Sorry,” I said with a grin. “Maybe in Brazil.”

Amanda spent her life sacrificing for people who betrayed her. When a tsunami floods the city, her cheating husband Eric throws her out to die as sharks hunt the streets. She wakes thirty days before the apocalypse—with all her memories and a mysterious Survival System. This time she freezes her family’s money, cuts off her stepsister, and builds an impenetrable fortress. But when the world collapses, desperate voices scream outside her locked gates. Among them is the man from her past… and the husband who once left her to drown. Will she open the gates—or watch them all die?

"Your father won't hesitate. Won't hold back. Won't give you moral high ground to stand on. Resurrect the mouse. Now. Or die unprepared. Choose." I reach for the death magic. For the new warmth. For the backwards power. And I pull. The mouse twitches. Then moves. Then stands. Alive. Walking. Wrong. But not just alive. Something more. Something I didn't intend. Something the Reaper didn't expect. The mouse glows. Faintly. Gold. Like sunlight captured in flesh. "What did you do?" The Reaper breathes. Shocked. Actually shocked. "I don't know." I stare at the glowing mouse. "I just did what you said. I brought it back. I—"

The moment the door clicked shut, I collapsed on the bed, my entire body trembling. I had won - this time, but the battle was far from over. I buried my face in my hands and for the first time since I had been reborn, I let myself cry. Not out of fear, but out of pure, undiluted rage. I spent my entire previous life being betrayed, manipulated, and cast aside. The faces of those I'd lost flashed through my mind - my parents, my pack members, my trusted advisors. All gone because of men like Jonathan and Jay. But I refused to let history repeat itself. This time would be different. This time I would be the one pulling the strings. I would be the one giving out orders. And the first order of b

My buddy, Adam Page, calls me and says that his mom is hospitalized, and he can't rush back in time. He asks me to submit his competition entry that is due tonight. We're both in the competition, but I have already submitted my entry. I'm just about to say yes to helping him when my mouse suddenly jerks. "Don't you dare click it! If you submit his entry for him, you'll lose your first-place prize and the 20,000 dollars prize money! He'll even go on livestream and accuse you of stealing his work, saying that you cost him the prize money and caused his mom to die because she couldn't afford treatment. You'll be torn apart by online bullying, saddled with a huge debt, and end up losing every

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

He touched his face, feeling the hot, metallic wetness, his mind going completely blank. I crouched down in front of her. "Do you know why the spicy eating competition, which was supposed to happen six months from now, started today instead? "After I came back, I noticed you'd changed. You weren't as ruthless with me as before. So I reached out to the organizers and threw in a few hundred thousand dollars to move it up." "Because I remembered that a year ago today, you drew the bellflower." I chose the same moment three years later to draw the reversed version. Then, I soaked that rare black bellflower I had spent forever tracking down with her blood.

I instantly felt like crying after hearing what Mom said. In my past life, I never mentioned it to Mom and Dad because I didn't want to trouble them; after all, they were already very busy with their law firm. I deeply regretted it when I saw Mom and Dad holding my body and crying so hard that they couldn't pull themselves together after I died. It was because of that that the very first thing I did after being reborn was tell Mom about what was happening at school.

Roxanne's POV Before I was reborn, I already knew that my time was limited. Once I resolved Stefano's regrets, I would return to my own world. The moment I opened my eyes, I found myself still at the bottom of the sea. All I could see was pitch-black darkness as seawater flooded my nose. People all around were shouting my name, and the onlookers on the shore weren't indifferent either. They were all reaching out and straining in my direction.

I was relieved he saw it as a good thing, but a little confused at the enthusiasm of his response. “This isn’t just an ordinary mouse warrior — although that would have been a worthy achievement too — this is their king. Every nest only has one breeding pair, the mouse king and its mate. You can kill off all their warriors, and this little monster will repopulate the colony in a few weeks. They’re incredibly hard to kill. They stay hidden most of the time.” He bent down and undid the other mouse’s wrapping. “And you got the female too! This is wonderful.”