Christmas Bear Book Novels & Stories

What would a Bear be- I turned around swiftly and sure enough, there was a Bear, just in front of Alex, crouching beside him and oggling at his face. What the hell? At first when Alex noticed it, his face contorted in fear, ready to scream bloody murder but the sound died in his voice. All the while, the Bear did nothing but stare at him, before dipping it head lower and nuzzling its big nose on Alex's face. Alex shrank away in fear, but at the Bears second try, he did not recoil, rather embraced it. They both stayed like that for long time, Alex finding peace and solace in the warmth of the Bears thick coat of shiny chocolate brown fur.

He’s probably not used to having cute stuff around him. “I can’t think of any special occasion, but,” I accepted the bear, “thank you, anyway. Didn’t know you have stuff like this hidden in your room.” I took a good look at the toy and I saw a little black button in the middle of its heart. “What does this button do?” “Oh, yeah, that one. Try pressing it,” he now sounds excited. I carefully pressed it and “Take care, my Princess! Take care, my Princess!” The bear started talking and I was a little shocked. I looked up to Lurcos and he was smiling from ear to ear. He looks so proud of his gift.

It has been a long time sinc͏e I did this, so long since I was part of his night like this. "Read me a tale, okay?" he said again but softer, reaching for a book on the nightstand. I took the book from his hands. The cover was a bit used, the edges bent but it was still whole. "Okay," I said with a little grin. "Just one tale, then you go to bed." “Okay,” he said fast but his voice was getting more and more slow. I opened the first page and began to read in soft, steady beats. It was a story about a little bear who got lost and try to find his way home.

It would take a long time before I could stand next to her again like that, wouldn’t it? Just then, the door creaked open behind me. “Mommy says not to run inside the house!” Calla’s voice piped up, her little feet pattering across the porch as she came bounding toward me. I straightened, pushing the heaviness away to meet her with a smile. “Hey, you.” In her hands, she clutched onto something tightly. When she opened her palms, I chuckled. It was a small, carved wooden bear. Its shape was a little rough, the edges uneven, but its charm was undeniable.

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

25th December, 1998 Day of Disaster The White House Lana I woke up at exactly 7:30a.m, I was so excited about the party today. After brushing my teeth, I skipped downstairs happily to have breakfast. Mum and dad were already at the table drinking coffee as usual. Most people think I'm weird when I tell them I hate coffee, I just can't bring myself to like the taste talk more of being addicted to it. "Merry Christmas mum, dad" I said.

The worker shrugged as he (the worker) handed Beau the rings, and Beau took them. Beau thought, 'Come on Beau, win this for Marigold,' and tossed the rings making one. The worker said, "Winner, winner, we have a winner," and Marigold jumped up and down, saying, "You did it, Beau, you did it." The worker handed Marigold a medium-sized fluffy teddy bear that had scraggly light brown fur, and she grabbed it, looked at Beau, and said, "Awe look at Beau, he's so cute." Beau looked at her, seeing her smile from ear to ear, as she tried handing the bear over to him (Beau), and he said, "Hold it for me, I'm not quite finished yet… I'm just getting warmed up." She held the bear closely to her, and Be

Every shifter there returned with a loud roar or howl. We all started running, with Koda taking the lead. As we ran, I truly enjoyed the wind in my face and the thrill of running through the forest, dodging tree limbs, bounding over fallen logs and tree roots. We stopped by the lake, and I walked over to it to get a drink, then I looked at myself. What kind of bear am I? Just then I heard my bear speak for the first time, “Hello Elisa. I am Adele. I am a rare Blue Bear. Selene felt I would be perfect to be able to handle your magic and the rest of the beings in here.” I smiled, “Well, hello, Adele. It’s nice to meet you. I guess I had never heard of a Blue Bear, but apparently, they are pret

The bear was a baby blue color, but its fur and paws seemed to be dyed with a deep indigo hue. This particular bear had a soft plush texture, which reminded her of a lot of cotton candy. She could see tiny white stripes running down its chest. When she turned it around, she saw a little picture of a smiling girl looking exactly like herself, with her long hair, big green eyes, and rosy cheeks. "How do you like this room?" Lowell ignored her, saying that maybe he didn't want to tell her where they were at that moment.

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.