I'm not much of a traveling mouse! So when I got an invitation to my cousin Stevie Stingysnout's wedding far, far away, I wasn't exactly squeaking with joy. But Thea, Trap and Benjamin thought it sounded fabumouse. They dragged me along to the Stingysnouts' crazy castle on Cheap Change Hill. Moldy mozzarella, what a disaster! I never should have agreed to go with them.
Moldy mozzarella! When my friend Bruce Hyena and his super-sporty cousin, Shorty Tao, entered me in the Karate World Championship, I couldn't believe it. I wasn't in shape, and I didn't know a single karate move. Plus, I only had one week to train! How on earth was I going to become a champion karate mouse in just seven days?
New Mouse City was in danger! An evil professor was threatening us all with his terrible inventions. The authorities called upon me to thwart his plans by traveling on a top secret mission-to outer space. I was totally unprepared to go.
Do you like solving mysteries? I do! So when my sister, Thea, heard that there was a secret hidden in Mouse Island's most famous painting, the Mona Mousa, I knew we had to crack the code! We began to investigate, and soon we were following a trail of clues that led us bellow the streets of New Mouse City.
Sally Ratmounsen broke some shocking news: TheRodent's Gazette was out of money and in danger of closing. Then Grandfather William broke even worse news to me: I needed to sell my comfy, cozy house in order to save our paper! How terrible! But could I sell it - and find a new home - in time to help?
I admit it - I'm not much of a muscle mouse. So when I accidentally got signed up for the Mouse Island Marathon, I was so shocked that I lost my squeak! Me, run a marathon? But my friends and family were determined to help me cross that finish line. Holey cheese, I was never going to make it!
I was so excited about Christmas, I could hardly squeak! My nephew Benjamin and I were going to trim the tree and eat lots of delicious Christmas Cheesy Chews. But before you could say "cat alert," disaster struck. I tripped over my tail and ended up in the hospital. And then my mouse hole caught on fire!
Have you met my assistant editor, Pinky Pick? She is only fourteen years old, but she is one of the cleverest mice I know. If you've ever wondered how Pinky came to work for me at The Rodent's Gazette, this is the book for you. It's a loooooong story... and one that's full of adventure, laughs, and, of course, lots of embarrassing moments for yours truly Geronimo Stilton!
When my crush Petunia Pretty Paws gave me a crystal figurine of a boat as a gift, I had to accept it. Oh, was that crystal boat ugly! But then I discovered a piece of paper inside with a mysterious message asking for help! The note was from someone in Venice, so I was from someone in Venice, so I was off to Italy.
My family and I traveled to Milan, Italy, for a special event: the unveiling of the precious ancient parchment containing the secret, original recipe for panettone (a traditional sweet holiday bread). But right before the big moment, the recipe was stolen! And the thief was masquerading as ... me! Could I catch the thief and clear my name?