Mouse Was Mad Novels & Stories

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

Why the fuck didn’t she have any extras? "You are not to leave this room until you are marked as claimed. I’m warning you, Little Mouse; dare defy me, and you will be the next to die." I hissed, turning and leaving the room. I slammed the door behind me and locked it before I shifted, snarling as I ran down the hall and jumped out of the nearest window.

Till had kept his paws outstretched and didn't dare move as the Mad One continued to sniff at him. In the back of his mind, Black had put his hands over his eyes and heaved a deep sigh at his wolf's unexpected behavior. "It's a fucking catastrophe," muttered the Mad One, no longer daring to look through the eyes of his animal part. Of all the bizarre things his wolf had done to him, this was definitely the first time he'd done something so odd. Black clenched his jaws, wondering what he should say to Wayne and Harry when he regained control over his body.

she said. I scoffed, " But that's exactly what you're doing. How hypocritical. Please move" I said again. One of the boys beside her snorted, " The little mouse is trying to grow wings. Don't bite more than you can chew" he warned. I laughed, " Um..first of all, a mouse can't grow wings and secondly, I'm not biting anything" I said and gently shoved him away from my locker.

Then he gave me a ride back to our room. My head was thundering against my chest as he put me gently on the bed and asked. “What happened, Kitten? Where do you wanna go?” His query flashed the memory of that weird howl, that was the main cause of my idiocy. Without wasting any second, I pointed towards the window and told him the entire story. “A Werewolf’s howl has started all this, Maddox. He …” Maddox’s face grew ashen as he went to check the scene outside the window, his sharp eyes searched for the culprit. Clenching and unclenching his fits, he stuck his head out of the window and growled loudly.

Madison I’m mad as hell about this whole damn situation and now it turns out I have to go day after tomorrow. Just a little email bombshell, seriously I thought my boss was better than that. Belle my little baby girl, chihuahua comes over from her pink fluffy bed with her tail wagging, seriously she’s wagging it so much it could fall right off her ass. Damn my girl is so friggin adorable. I drop my keys on the pine table in my hallway and bend down to greet her and pick her up. I hold her close to me, she smells of doggy coconut shampoo, she’s good enough to eat.

Unfortunately Madison managed to do just that seconds before Chase reached them. The wolf’s jaws snapped on the back of Kiera’s neck, making the feline rear up and yowl with pain. One moment they were a bloody tangle of limbs, the next Madison was flying through the air, and Chase was standing over Kiera growling at her attackers with so much ferocity even I felt intimidated.

Without thinking, my hand tightened around the whiskey glass. The pressure was too much. The glass shattered into a dozen sharp pieces. I felt the jagged edges cut deep into my palm, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the rage. Inside me, I could feel my wolf, Moses, waking up. He pushed hard against my mind, his claws scratching at my consciousness. He wanted to take control, to leap out and destroy anything in his path. I could feel my teeth ache and my vision sharpen. I forced the animal back down, taking deep, heavy breaths until the world stopped blurring.

the eldest mouse cub sneered. Clar froze. The original Clar had even bullied children? Before she could respond, one darted off. “Mouse Two! Leopard Hei ran! Quick!” “Stop.” Clar grabbed Mouse Two by the scruff. “You threw mud at me. Apologize first.” He struggled violently. “Let go, you vicious female!” “Oh? And what will you do? You’re still in my hands.” The other mouse cubs gathered, watching. “Clar, we’re sorry,” Mouse One said quickly, feigning submission.

A black American man with grey hair and stubble mustache, dressed in his uniform and estimated to be within his late forties speaks up as his partner, a white lady with black hair and of average height stands next to him. “And I’m Melinda Adams. Can you tell us what happened?” The female officer speaks up with much interest in her brown eyes. Maybe if they had been earlier, they’d have witnessed everything themselves. “I came home to find my house in a mess. Still trying to wrap my head around the whole shit, I heard some noise coming from my room so I went to grab a pan for protective measures,” Anna says as she swings the pan still in her left hand in their faces, causing officer Melinda t