Christmas Bear Book Novels & Stories

With the tiny bit of cash she had left, she couldn't buy anything expensive, but she wanted something special. In the back corner, she found a beautifully illustrated storybook about a little bear who built a sturdy house out of stars to keep her family safe from the cold wind. Next to it was a small, soft plush toy that glowed with a warm, gentle light when squeezed. "This is perfect," she whispered to herself. She took the items to the counter, counting out her bills with a genuine smile. The cashier wrapped them in colorful tissue paper and placed them in a small brown paper bag.

I had my ways with that one. He adds to my collection of books with a series I haven’t been able to find for anywhere for the past two years. But somehow he managed to find the collectors editions and all. I love him and it’s the thought in the presents that makes my heart swoon. The second gift is a tiny bear with an Islanders jumper on him with Cole’s number on the back. Which I love and laugh at it. Little did I know he would give one to my sister later on.

Sean said with a chuckle, making Sienna and Carole burst out laughing. "Fuck off!" I growled as I looked at Sienna once more. "Beautiful," I whispered. Sienna shrugged it off and looked at Mother who handed her a box. It was bigger than anyone else's and wrapped delicately with a bow. "Oh... a bear," Sienna said as she pulled out the pure white teddy bear with a red bow around its neck. "Isn't it cute? It's for the baby." Mother grinned while holding her hands together. "It's cute," Sienna said as she put it back into the box.

- The Bear stood up for his boyfriend, seating him next to him on the sofa. - How are you? I asked, handing Andrei a glass of water. - You don't look very good. - Yeah, don't care, scratches. Bear chuckled. Is that like he's being brave in front of his boyfriend right now? It's obvious that he's had enough of it. - Here. - The bear handed me a bag of herbs, also not thick. Hopefully enough for the potion. - All that was and then had to fight for them. - That should be enough. Chris entered the living room. - Fox, why did you move them here, does he need to see a doctor?

His arms wrapped around it, hugging it tight to his body under the blanket. My eyes roam the room, taking in everything my big bear did for Jamie yesterday. I still can't believe he's ours now! This broken little soul is finally safe and has a family with us now. I smile at the rocking chair sitting in the corner that's full of stuffed animals. My eyes land on the bookcase that's full of children's books. I bite my lip, trying to fight back the tears that want to fill my eyes. I knew my big scary bear was sweet and kind, but this just touched my heart way more than I expected. It blows my mind that he did this for Jamie.

He said thank you and I put it on the cart. He always stopping when he saw a bear, I could feel that Dhaxzy wanted those bear as well, he's just too shy to ask. The bear he keep on staring is a panda. I chuckled as realize how addicted they are in bears. I suddenly remembered that Mier said how Dhaxzy into bears. So, I decided to buy for him as well. Just don't he dare to put those bears in the middle of our bed, I want to sleep beside him not with those bears. I might put them on the storage room if he dares to do that.

He was more than angry. He entered. The cave was bright as Rit on New Year's Eve. Once, long ago, he went to Rit to buy supplies. The city was lit, every corner of the city was bright. He got lost; he wandered for hours, until he found the shop. The shop was bright as the town. The bear needed a few moments to adjust to the lights. “What do you want?” the shopkeeper said. “We have everything.” “Only the basics,” the bear said, “a few things.”

Purging away the worries and hurts in their lives that night, solace was what they discovered in each other after rousing up the following morning in bed together. Bloom smiled with content as she stood back to have a look at what she just did to the flower pots. Pleased with herself, she looked to her right and smiled warmly. “Ben…Christmas is on its way…and it’s going to be so lonely without you to join us” Her voice cracked and she sniffled, forcing the tears back. The door came open, distracting her and her lover and their son came in. Mario was seated on his shoulders and his father held his legs to hold him steady.

Curiosity made him speak before he could bite his tongue. "It started after I accidentally found out Orson was a bear. That Christmas, when we were done opening all our gifts, he handed me a present wrapped in polar bears wearing red bows. My mother knew nothing about it. He'd gone and gotten it on his own. Inside was a furry brown onesie. And do you know what he said to me when I pulled it out? That I would always be his cub." A hitch caught her words. "And it's true. He's been the best papa bear to me and my mom. As a reminder, every year, he gets me a new one."

I smirked thinking of how ridiculous a black bear carrying a young red haired petite girl must of looked. "True" she laughed with me. Her laugh gave me shivers and I was sad to think I hadn't heard her laugh in a long time. We drove in silence to the ice cream shop and climbed out. We filled our tubs and added our toppings before returning to the car I drove her out of the village where she was likely to be spotted and out to the watering hole and parked up. She kicked off her trainers and placed her feet on my dash this time I smiled at her as she licked strawberry ice cream off her spoon. I tried desperately not to think about her mouth and turned back to my chocolate ice cream cursing the