The Great Mouse Detective Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Ah… you are already wet. What made you wet, little mouse? The thought of me playing with your arsehole or is it just my touch that can make you so wet?” To Be Continued... Hey guys I checked the book is on number 11 in gem ranking... Please contribute more and at least bring it to top ten. Thanks smiles and hugs!

I pinned her massive, snowy white head to the floor, my hands buried in her thick, glowing fur. "I order you to Look at me!" I roared. For a split second, the little mouse, the scared and heartbroken little girl peered out from behind the gaze of the giant white wolf. Then, her lips curled back, revealing fangs that glowed with a faint, ghostly light. She spoke, not with her throat, but directly into my mind. A telepathic blast that felt like a physical punch to my brain. "You think you own the Moon, you arrogant little King?,You are nothing but a thief playing in the dirt."

I could almost read his thoughts from the expression on his face. It was clear he liked our mouse—maybe even loved her. And I couldn’t blame him. Her hair was blowing in the wind, the blue of her eyes seemed even more vibrant, and she had an adorable blush on her cheeks. They had been acting so strangely, and neither would tell me why, but it was good to see them act like usual again. Even if it made people think I was weird, I felt no jealousy when I saw them like this. Especially not when our little mouse saw me walking towards them and locked eyes with me.

I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment. “It’s a very interesting book, Doon,” continued Maurice. “It’s the story of Muad’Dib, the mouse that hides from the sun and travels in the cool night.” “Sounds a bit boring,” said Flossie. “Do you think we could delay this week’s Book Club until we get out of this mess?” I requested in my most reasonable voice. Stay calm, wait for first light, and then make our way back to the lake, possibly to drown myself and get it all over with. “Just keep quiet and don’t make any sudden movements.”

“Please leave, don't come close.“ She muttered still going backward. “Don't worry, I won't be doing anything. I made you dinner, are you hungry?“ He inquired. “What do you want from me?“ She questioned. “Nothing much love, I just want to be your friend.“ He smiled. He stopped in front of her, his eyes held hers in a staring competition. “Friends don't break into each other house, friends don't harass their friends.“ She pointed out. “Well, I don't want a normal friendship little mouse, have you ever heard of friends with benefits?…”

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 A month has taken its place, and I finished writing my first ever werewolf tragedy love story. I made it so steamy that he will not reject reading it. I kept getting nightmares about what happened to us in the hotel, and that moment has inspired me to write some scenes in the story.

His PA was the mole not prem or maybe both of them ✨I mean who knows (well I know) so keep guessing until then stay tuned ;) ✨Do you guys like the chapter?? ✨If so please do click the star button at the end and share it ✨Stay healthy and happy❤️ Jenikim7❤️

Authors note “Oh, I guess Dimitri’s timid little kitten found her claws and turned into a tiger, but what does she have in mind for Dimitri? Any ideas? Thanks for reading; please leave a gem if you can. If you're enjoying this story, then I’m sure you will love my other story Stowaway which Is a completed steamy romance about a young girl finding a hero and falling in love along the way. Love always, Ellen X.

Here is chapter one of my new story: Huntint Our Mate. Here is the blurb. For now. It might change: “Just stop it. It won't work.” I sighed, making Raiden stop midsentence. “You're lying, Zev. You like our little mouse.” “If your aim is to get me to fall for her, why do you continue to call her ours?"I teased my friend back. Raiden shrugged, “because she is. Until she's not... When you claim her as yours.”

“Did… did you just talk?” ‎ ‎The mouse’s beady eyes twinkled. “Yes. And you should stop staring like you’ve lost your mind.” ‎ ‎A laugh tore out of me, half hysteria, half disbelief. “Oh, this is rich. First, the psycho queen, now a talking mouse. What’s next, a dancing cat?” ‎ ‎The mouse twitched its whiskers in annoyance. “Laugh all you want, I'm not the one in ropes. You can’t escape.” ‎ ‎“Oh, yeah?” I growled, jerking my arms again. “Watch me.”