Mickey Mouse Depressed Novels & Stories

Persephone purrs, her face lighting up with a smile when I look back at her before she turns and strolls out of the room. Yes, it'll be fun breaking her. ********************************************** "So, you understand the problem I am having?" I ask Mickey looking over his body. Chaz did a number on him. His nose looks broken, his eyes are blackened, and he's walking with a limp, each movement causing him to grimace in pain. "Yes, sir," Mickey replies; I can see the anger in his eyes, but what person wouldn't be angry at getting a beating. "I own everything in this establishment, Mickey, including you. If I find that you're stealing money from me again, Chaz will do more than give you a w

I squirm under his body, trying to get comfortable. "Osiris," I say as tears spring to my eyes. "Do you want to stop, Mighty Mouse?" He asks me gently. I want to stop. I don't want to do this ever again, but I have never been one to run away from anything. "I just need a minute," I say through gritted teeth.

Alice sniffled, her voice breaking “I shouldn't be crying about this. Massimo is the only one who has the right to feel bad about all of this. I should be understanding and giving him the time he needs, instead of whining about how he's been dealing with his disappointment..." “You have every reason to be disappointed, darling.” Micah comforted her “I know he's been dealing with depressive episodes for a long time, but that doesn't mean you and Millicent had to suffer along with him. Massimo knows he needs help and he should have already looked for it…”

He was depressed. “Get up! Why are you acting like this?” Ayden felt his heart sink when he saw his brother in the same situation once again. When Alecor left him first, he was like this and he changed into a bad-tempered guy. Now when this happened the second time, Ayden had a feeling that he would somehow die on the inside. Micah gulped down air and shook his head sideways. Now that Ayden was here Micah felt his emotions boil up into tears. He tried to keep them in but they were too many to hide.

I asked him. "Oh! That! I thought that you are with your friends so I came to meet mine." he said and smiled. I nodded and looked at Mickey, why does...why does he look so sad...like...like he is about to cry...like he is deeply hurt...did my brother say anything to him because of that day when I went home late....??? I have to ask Vis and now! Just a few minutes ago everything was fine...Mickey was laughing and smiling and now...

"She sent another message while we were watching the video." The new text was brief but chilling: *Tick tock, little mouse. Every minute you waste is another minute Sarah suffers. Choose wisely.* Mickey pulled me into his arms, feeling my tremors through our bond. "We're going to find her," he promised. "And then we're going to end this once and for all." "What if we don't find her in time? What if—" "Then Sophia Blackstone will learn that threatening innocents to hurt my mate is the last mistake she'll ever make," Mickey said, his voice carrying the absolute finality of an ultimate Alpha's judgment.

I can’t stop myself from pacing back and forth as I listen to the sound of water falling from the shower as I try to find the right words to say to Mikey. Honestly, I am not sure why I am even considering what Aunt Lana and my Mom said to me while Mikey was unconscious as a solution. My heart continues to beat so fast against my chest that it makes me wonder why I still haven’t had a heart attack. “I wonder what is it that makes my Little Wolf so nervous that she hasn’t even noticed my presence,” Mikey said, a mischievous smile on his face as he leaned against the wall near the bathroom wearing nothing but a navy blue boxer shorts.

Joey's shifting from foot to foot, looking like he'd rather watch his brother do hard time than play ball with me, but Mickey's completely still, totally at ease. He's a clever man. He's smart enough to see that I want his place very desperately, and he's using that to his advantage. It's frustrating, but it's also impressive, and if it weren't my face he's holding over the fire, I might actually like him for it.

With a grin, Cara tossed the ball into the air and Milo jumped to catch it. “But he wasn’t like this before you!” Janet said, and Cara looked back at her with knitted eyebrows. “He was the most miserable dog in the adoption center. The lady said that he had been dealing with depression since he was brought up. He was inert, eating and occupying a corner, abstaining from engaging in any activities. They felt as though he was awaiting the return of his master!” As Milo reached Cara with the ball again, she couldn’t help the tears that welled up in her eyes. Janet observed her sudden mood change but remained silent.

July nearly fell to the floor laughing. “Please stop! You’re traumatizing Mickey Mouse!” June ignored her completely and started moonwalking terribly across my room before the mascot head suddenly turned sideways. “Jesus, Athena, how do you breathe in this thing? I can’t see shit!” she screamed with sweat all over her face. I laughed so hard my chest hurt. For a few seconds, I completely forgot about all my problems. I loved seeing my sisters happy. Their happiness was the only thing that kept me going. Another message entered immediately after.