Suicide Mouse Novels & Stories

Will said. "What?!" I felt confused. "You mean the mice were all dead on this camp?" Will nodded and said, "Yeah. I don't know why, but this seems to be a surprisingly neat camp. Apparently, all the mice have been poisoned to death recently. Their bodies haven't decomposed yet." I immediately thought of Lucian. He came across as a hygiene freak who might have systematically asked the soldiers to put out all the mice on the camp routinely. But still, it sounded rather strange.

She pointed at the bed, and there was blood on her hand. I rushed over to her, but she wouldn’t look at me. “T-There. P-Pillow…” What the hell would be under a pillow in a room that wasn’t used anymore? I snatched both pillows and tossed them aside, only belatedly registering the stench of rotting flesh. “Fuck,” I breathed when I saw the dead mouse. It was uncommonly big, drenched in blood from its gutted, skinned body. I quickly put the pillow back over it and rushed back to Sera, turning her away from the gruesome scene. “What happened?”

With the sudden question, Bob accidentally bit his paws while grooming them and stiffened. “Just heard, don’t come near him, He looks unacceptable and unworthy” Suyi choked on the pumpkin seeds she was munching for quite a while and looked at Bob with a surprised face. After checking if the man had meant what he said, Suyi lightly chuckled and gently or somewhat forcefully knocked his head with her small fist while slowly shaking her head from side to side.

Suzie had a big meal in front of her, and Atalanta was chewing on some bread. “You didn’t even wait!” I said, throwing my hands up in the air. “Get over yourself, Raiden. I was hungry.” Suzie replied, while the little mouse flinched once again. I walked towards her, bending over her small frame to see what she was eating. "So, what are you eating today?” “It’s just, -“ I grabbed it from her hands. “You're not eating this. Just sit tight, little mouse. I’ll get you something. We need to let the rest of the body match that ass of yours.”

Littles are more delicate, need a gentler touch, she has no pain intolerance, although she was abused in her life, which means she doesn't like pain, she connects it with bad memories. "She's up" Mouse calls to me coming out of his room, he invite me in before leaving the school, just poofing off into thin air. I go in and see Mia's big eyes still filled with tear, her lower lip with still wobbling, she was rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and wasn't looking happy at all.

He laughed, spitefully, “You’re right on time, Brother Leopard. I love the surprise you prepared for me! I’m really into this kind of thrilling fun, you see. However, your men spooked my girl here and that kinda sucks. As you know, I, Chi Sen, am a man who adores women. I take good care of them.” Leopard rebuked him deep inside. ‘Take good care of women, do you?’ ‘If you took good care of women, there would be no douchebags left on this Earth!’ Mouse and the rest of the men were lying on the floor, groaning in agony. As soon as they saw Leopard, they saw hope. “Brother Leopard…” However, before Mouse could continue, Leopard stomped right on Mouse’s face and cursed, “Son of a b*tch! Some ball

The man sprawled on the ground and tried to shield himself, but the punches kept coming. Then it stopped. Anthonio's hand hung in the air. Someone's hand was holding it tightly and Anthonio's head snapped up and he saw Mouse. “He will die,” Mouse said still holding his hand. “Then let him die. He deserves to die.” Anthonio snarled and tried to yank his hand away but Mouse tightened his grip. “No I won't let you do something reckless.” Mouse persuaded then added. “Neils won't be happy to hear that you killed someone because of her.”

One minute Royce is standing next to Mouse with a gun to his head. The next he is pulling the trigger. A bang echoes through the walls and splatters of Mouse’s brain spray all over the floor.

My father, distracted at work, fell from a high structure and died on the spot. My mother, unable to endure the loss, drank poison in front of our graves. Timothy never found out the truth about his parents' deaths. With the support from Rachel's parents, he built his own company, staying together in love with Rachel for the rest of his life. Fragment after fragment drifted past me, until finally, I saw the very same floating comment that had once warned me about the poisoned test paper. However, there was no malice in it. Only warmth. [Congratulations, Jessie Love. You've escaped your destined death. From now on, live well.]

It looked up at me, almost trusting, as I gently picked it up. “Here goes,” I murmured under my breath. I carefully placed a single drop of the potion onto its tongue. The mouse twitched, its tiny limbs shaking for a moment before it settled. I placed it back into its cage and watched, my heart pounding in anticipation. One by one, I repeated the process, administering the potion to the other test mice. Each time, I held my breath, waiting for signs of improvement. Minutes ticked by, and I noticed a change—the mice that had been lethargic were now moving, their energy returning.