Cross I Bear Novels & Stories

It won’t hold them off for long, but it might be sufficient to purchase us a few time. Beyond the camp, the werebears have peaked the edge. They’re inside half a mile of us, and are tearing toward us with startling speed; before long we’ll be in run of their spells. At the front of the group is the greatest one I’ve ever seen: twice the measure of any polar bear, with snow white hide that stands in sharp differentiate to his dark heart. There’s no way it can be anybody but Cassius, the man capable for everything: the assaults, the cross examinations, the collusion between the most grounded clans. The kidnappings. Nyx’s detainment. I’m seeing red.

Monster: Redwoods Forest Brown Bear Monster Level: 21 Health: 30,000/30,000 Attack: 100 Defense: 100 Skills: Thick Fur, Heavy Palm Strike, Reckless Charge Looking at the three brown bears before him, Kirou adopted a feral smile on his face as he spoke, "Try to keep up, my pet." Following those words, Kirou rushed towards the three brown bears before him with just the pair of knives in his hands. Shadow Arachne instead took to the trees and started spitting and wielding its web, completely sealing off the brown bears' future escape paths, as well as constricting their movements.

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.

Camille yelled. "You think!" Amara yelled back without facing us. "Try and heal your mate if you don't want to lose him!" she stated. "The bear's claws are poisonous and he'll die within a few seconds if you don't help your mate!" Camille sniffled and placed her hand on my back. "I don't know what to do," she sobbed. "Please save Axel," she prayed, and cried out as I whimpered in pain. "Axel," she called, and touched my face with her hand that was already stained with blood from my back. "I'm sorry that I can't heal you, but I want you to know that I love you," She confessed and kissed my forehead.

Never before had I heard of a wolf that could communicate with their pack outside of wolf form, but somehow Rose was capable of it. "You conniving little minx," I growled back. She laughed beside me as we walked down the strip to the next stop. Apparently Lissa and Christian were wanting to build a bear together, whatever that meant. We entered a store that was bright yellow and seemed more suited for young children, not young adults. There were a few people milling about, but not many. Children were with their parents pointing at things enthusiastically. "Liss, do you mind if I look at outfits for your bear while you work on creating him?"

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

A loud growling was heard from behind them and Xander was fast to push her away. A large bear attacked him. Emma fell to the ground away from them by his push as she gaped horrified at the bear who was now on Xander. A terrified scream escaped her lips when that bear clawed at Xander's chest, drawing out blood and ripping his shirt into shreds as it fell to the floor. It was as if something was twisting her insides in pain. "Xander!" She screamed and tried to run up to him but her heart jolted in utmost fear when Xander let out a vicious growl that a human being was incapable of doing.

“He is my husband! To harm him, you must first kill me!” He fingered the hilt of his knife, as if considering it, then the man on the pony dismounted and intervened. He made a sign to the one with the rifle, and with a last baleful glare, he turned his back to her. “I am Caubenee, and the angry one is known as Bear-Who-Swims. Be careful what you do, where he is concerned. He might not balk at killing a woman.”

Rex exclaimed, instantly feeling terrible he may have inadvertently injured an animal in his attempt to win. “They use the azoth bear because in its curled-up stance, it becomes incredibly durable, able to withstand a fair bit before succumbing, this bear has been Shurr’s companion for almost 10 years now” Rector said, stroking the bear under its chin, causing it to growl playfully. “So why use the bear instead of an actual ball?” Rex asked, using an alive animal in such an intense game seemed a little silly. “Because over time the outer shell toughens with the impacts it takes, this is only one stance these bears have, battle mode is entirely different” Shurr replied, walking up to them and