Geronimo Stilton’s ancient ancestor Geronimo Stiltonoot is back in another prehistoric adventure!

It’s the season for the annual cavemouse sports competition! This year, Tiger Khan and his saber-toothed henchmen want to enter the games. They call a truce with the cavemice during the tournament . . . but when their flag goes missing, Tiger Khan is furious. Can Geronimo Stiltonoot track it down in time to keep his fur intact?

Geronimo Stiltonoot and The Stone Gazette are in the running for the Stone Age Ratitzer: the award for the best prehistoric journalism! But their main competition is Sally Rockmousen, the ruthless host of Gossip Radio — and she’ll stop at nothing to win. Can Geronim

It’s the start of an exciting cavemice contest–a race to the bay to supply the village cheese makers with special hot peppers! Unfortunately, Geronimo Stiltonoot’s autosaurus (the cavemouse mode of transportation) is very lazy, putting them far behind and in the path of danger. Can they reach the finish line without going extinct on the way?

Geronimo Stiltonoot is set to take part in a Stone Age treasure hunt organized by his rival, Sally Rockmousen. He and his friends must search for mysterious clues, solve tricky riddles, and complete dangerous tasks — including working with the very stinky balloonosauruses! Yuck! Can he win the hunt?

Geronimo Stiltonoot is set to take part in a Stone Age treasure hunt organized by his rival, Sally Rockmousen. He and his friends must search for mysterious clues, solve tricky riddles, and complete dangerous tasks — including working with the very stinky balloonosauruses! Yuck! Can he win the hunt?

I was lost in a dark, spooky forest! Until I stumbled upon Curlypaw Cannycat’s Castle. The castle was completely empty, or so I thought. But I quickly discovered that it was haunted – by cats! Let me tell you, this was one case where curiosity almost killed the mouse!

Oh, what a day! I had just published New Mouse City’s first phone book — and almost every single number was wrong! My customers were out for my fur. So when Thea, Trap, and Benjamin asked me to join their quest for a legendary island covered in silver, I agreed. But no sooner had we set out than we were attacked by a ship of pirate cats! They mousenapped us and threatened to make us their dinner. Would we escape with our lives… or find ourselves in the soup?

Sometimes a busy businessmouse like me needs a nice, relaxing vacation. But of all the rotten rats’ luck — every time I tried to get away, disaster struck. My aunt Dizzy Fur’s mouse hole caught on fire, my office was flooded, and our printing press broke down! When I was finally ready to depart, all the good trips were booked up. I was stuck in a flea-ridden old hotel, sharing a room with a bunch of Gerbil Scouts! I couldn’t wait to get back to my comfy home in New Mouse City

Do you like art? I do! So when Thea heard that there was a secret map hidden beneath Mouse Island’s most famous painting, the Monamouse, I knew we had to get the scoop! Together we began to investigate, and soon we discovered secret clues that led us to the most fabumouse secret. And it all lay beneath the streets of New Mouse City!

I, Geronimo Stilton, was in love! I went out for a cup of coffee one morning and laid eyes on the most beautiful rodent I’d ever seen. Unfortunately, I immediately tripped over my paws and ended up with my tail in a toaster! I was one mortified mouse. But I was determined to prove that I wasn’t a complete stumblemouse. So I decided to join my family on their most daring adventure yet — a journey to the eighth wonder of the world! There I made a discovery so truly amazing, I knew I could win the heart of my darling ratlette

I, Geronimo Stilton, am not a big fan of races. I like to take my time and smell the cheese! But when my friend Bruce Hyena invited me to race across America on my bicycle, I just couldn’t resist. And holey cheese, what a fabumouse adventure we had!

It was Valentine’s Day in New Mouse City, and I couldn’t wait to celebrate! I had sent valentine cards to all my friends and family members.

But when I opened my mailbox on the morning of February 14th, it was empty! Had everyone forgotten about me? Was I destined to spend Valentine’s Day alone in my mousehole, sobbing, with only my pet fish to console me? It was starting to look like a true Valentine’s Day disaster!

My grandfather William Shortpaws — also known as Cheap Mouse Willy — was back at The Rodent’s Gazette, and he was determined to torture me. He wanted to publish a guide book to Ratzikistan, the Siberia of Mouse Island. And he ordered *me* to go there to write it! But as you know, dear reader, I HATE TRAVELING!

Holey cheese, what an adventure! I was off to the Ratlápagos Islands with my family in search of a long-lost buried treasure. But oh, how I hate traveling! Being on a ship in the middle of the sea wasn’t my idea of a fabumouse time. And I was beginning to suspect that we weren’t the only ones searching for the treasure.

Halloween and Egypt and mummies . . . oh, my! I admit it, I am a ‘fraidy mouse. Halloween scares me out of my fur! But this Halloween, I was heading off on an adventure in one of my very favorite places: Egypt. I couldn’t wait to see the sights and soak up some sun far away from New Mouse City. What I didn’t realize was that Halloween is popular in Egypt, too — with the mummies, that is! Oh, what’s a ‘fraidy mouse to do?