Cross I Bear Novels & Stories

Xander's fangs extend, and Coal's eyes widen as he looks at Xander's fangs and red eyes. "You hurt my baby boy once. Do it again and I'll be the one killing you, and not with an injection like last time. I'll rip your heart out of your chest myself, right after I drink you until you're almost dry! It would be a shame to let that bear's blood go to waste!" "Hey!" Bear scolded as he pushed forward suddenly. Xander rolled his eyes and flicked his fingers at him, shooing Bear away. "I know, get out of here!"

Dexter was in the middle of the bridge, and he motioned for me to cross. I shook my head and yelled, “You go ahead!” “The bridge is about to break if you don’t cross now!” “If it snapped midway, I’d die! Are you crazy!?” “I wouldn’t let you!” He assured me. I grunted and urged him to go, but he was stubborn as a mule. We stood there for seconds until.. five bears suddenly showed up with fury in their eyes. They’re here for revenge! I didn’t have time to contemplate, so even with the unstable bridge, I ran. I was almost in the middle when one of the bears stepped on the bridge.

Shock had taken over leaving me paralyzed thinking one of my warriors would attempt to kill me. But I couldn’t only think about William’s actions, my mind was reeling with questions on what I saw during the battle. Ciara, my beautiful CJ, was there one moment, fighting off some rogues, then a BEAR! A fucking Bear was suddenly beside me, protecting me so I could have a few minutes to heal! Ciara shifted into a fucking bear! I know she has a wolf… Wait!... Wasn’t there also a fox? Did she shift into a fox as well?!?! HOLY SHIT!

Weaving through a few trees and dropping Xavier's towel at the front door, I ran back around, hearing Theo's growling. I yelped as a set of teeth grabbed my scruff, lifting me easily off the ground. Caught. Dane said proudly. I curled into a ball as Xavier and Theo sat down around us. I giggled. I submit! Oh, terrifying Triad! They chuckled at me as Dane placed me on the ground gently. Xavier nudged me with his large nose, an enormous brown bear with his eyes staring down at me. I nuzzled him with my small nose. He gave a huffed noise of love, licking me. You're a very beautiful little fox.

Bile rose in my throat thinking it was probably the fur of a spirit animal he wore and wondered how he could be so vile as a shifter himself to wear it. “Oh, little miss Swift.” The vile werebear chuckles showing me his mouthful of rotting teeth. “It seems you stole from the wrong Bear this time.” He glares right at me, his skin a pale pink with darker pink swirls peeking out from under his clothes and trailing up his neck to the base of his skull behind his ears. Much like the marks on Jonda and of the headless body at Miko’s. I didn’t know Garrison personally, but I knew of him, and it seems he knew of me too.

"So, what did you do for Christmas?" Bear held out his arm and showed off the fresh ink running down his forearm, a new section of his intricate tribal tattoo. In the center was a hockey stick and puck, seamlessly incorporated into the design. Adrien laughed. "That's the shit, man. Awesome. And just think, you didn't even want to be on the team." I glanced over at Bear. "Didn't even want to be on the team? That's crazy. You're like… outstanding."

“They wouldn’t dare to rise against us and to form an alliance with the bears so they could start a fight against us, It's impossible.” “Yeah, they allied with them right now, only because you asked them to do it, Alpha, otherwise they are natural enemies” “That vixen foxes,” Natalie cursed in her mind. “They want access to the Red Blood Pack territory? That’s why they are working with bears and foxes? I will kill every single fox I will find trespassing that territory! “she said, but she didn’t have time to aggravate her hate for foxes because a new topic could be heard from the next door.

I can smell the Kodiak bear he hides inside. -There's our favorite teddy bear. -Cristian says as he jumps off the bike and cracks his big knuckles. He's got a giant polar bear about to pop that's almost as big as my huge grizzly. Luke comes in last and swings his long leg off the bike. My bear sees that long samurai sword he always carries strapped to his back and lets out a low growl. “Come on, mon ami” [Mon ami: My friend]. Says Luke, the French-Canadian wolf-shifter, with a sly grin. “On va faire ça [On va faire ça: Let's make it] nice and easy, okay?”

“I might not experience these things yet. But the first time I travel abroad, it will be to a better country than Zambia.” Bella laughed again. “So please stop laughing at me.” Bella quickly raised her hands. “Mariam, calm down. I was joking.” She reached into her bag and pulled out some cash. “Take this 50,000 naira.” Mariam stared at the money in surprise. “Take it and calm down.” Mariam hesitated, then accepted it. “Thank you… but your mouth sometimes.” She shook her head. “You want to give me gist but still rub it in my face.”

The bear’s eyes glinted in the moonlight, and it let out a low growl, its breath visible in the cold air. Damien stepped forward, summoning his wolf as his eyes flashed a deep golden hue. The bear, sensing the dominance in Damien’s stance, hesitated. They locked eyes for a moment, a silent battle of wills. Damien didn’t flinch, his wolf’s presence exuding authority, a natural command that few creatures dared challenge. After what felt like an eternity, the bear let out a huff and turned away, lumbering back into the forest.