Narnia Mouse Novels & Stories

Leander Hycinth and I walked in comfortable silence back to our room. When we entered, my little mouse stopped and snickered as she examined the destruction, eyeballing the bed that was now at quite an angle due to the broken frame. She looked up at me, her lips twitching. I shrugged my shoulders sheepishly. "It couldn't be helped." "Of course not." She nodded solemnly. I raised an eyebrow. "Are you mocking me, little mouse?"

sound in her ear, which sounded like the cry of some kind of animal. An Taotao subconsciously turned around and found that there were more than twenty black mice running into the glass greenhouse. They kept screaming, and adzuki bean eyes kept turning as if they were looking for something to eat. Every black mouse is very fat, as if they are not afraid of people at all. They lift their small noses and sniff around. It didn't take long for them to climb in the direction where Antaotao is.

A kind of communication which Bal and her friends could only understand. “Squeak! Squeak!” Bal couldn't help but smile seeing the two black mice running on her way. They were even fighting whoever could stand on her hands first. “Hey. I'm sorry if it took me a little longer just to get down. This place is kinda lit—” Kaylon paused upon seeing the two huge mice, like the size of a kitten in both of Bal's hands, staring at him directly. Thier gazw were piercing like they're trying to read his inner thoughts and soul. A protective family to be exact.

The maltreatment an Omega receives is something she couldn't ignore. She was about to attack Jaiyana when the latter suddenly grabbed the notebook full of mice, some were falling on the ground, and threw it at them. "Damn it! Have you gone crazy?" Cassandra shrieked in horror and disgust, as she stepped back, dodging the mouse running towards her. Jaiyana raised an eyebrow with a smirk, "Sorry. I didn't see you. The stench on your side is crazy I thought there were huge rats behind me." she shrugged with a mocking tone, like everything is just pure coincidence.

He patted his shirt above his heart as if he needed to indicate precisely where he intended to keep the little fellow. Corey picked up a clean quill from off of the table and began to twirl it absently in his lithe fingers. “It’s a mouse, Mr. Waddlebug,” he reminded his companion. “Whatever would you want with a pet mouse?” “Plenty,” the elf assured him. “And this one is quite special. I swear he is trying to speak to me.” Laughing, Corey shook his head dismissively. “You sound almost as off-balance as the young lady we are waiting to hear from.”

What a lie. “I’m ready to make you the Queen of Nitholirc, the right you so desperately want. But remember, little mouse, nothing in this world is for free. You have to pay for it, earn it,” The way he whispered the words against the rim of my ear, I shivered with both horror and delight. Tingles erupted down my bones, leaving goosebumps in their leave.

“You know, meow, long tail, purrs. Domesticated house animal. Pet.” “I have seen them,” Niarthen frowned. “I think. But I do not think that this is domesticated. Be wary…” He reached out, his hand on her shoulder starting to pull her back. A rat leaped out snarling, and Lyric shrieked, throwing her stone at it with all her strength. There was a crack, as the stone struck the rat, snapping its back, but the rat did not appear to notice, dragging itself along by its front paws, it’s yellowed teeth bared and gnashing.

“Go home mouse, and let me worry about the rumors.” I nod, and then find my way out of his office.

Who I was just inside of. This was not good. "Very observant Marcus." Behind the counter Remi was dying. I could feel her shaking with silent laughter. "I heard voices," Marcus said. Still facing the wall. "Pipper said you were talking to someone." "The mouse." "You were talking to a mouse." "Big mouse. Deserves conversation. Lonely creature probably." "Uncle Nero." His voice was strained. "Are you. Yourself? Is the venom affecting your mind?" "I should help you catch it—"