Despair Bear Novels & Stories

“Faster,” said Caleb. “We don’t want the cops’ attention,” said Reese, picking up the speed. They’d all piled into the pick-up truck and headed to the place Joe said they’d probably find the rogue bear. It was a sacred place the bears visited at least a few times in their lives—when they mated, after the birth of their cubs, and for spiritual rebirth. They’d left David behind to care for the bear females until they returned. After seeing the dead, mutilated bodies, his fears grew tenfold. That bear was capable of anything, any remnants of humanity long gone.

At myself, at my bear, at the world for being so cruel. I just want it to end. If it were up to me, I'd let them do what they've come to do, but all my bear wants to do is fight. With a growl, I try to pull him as hard as I can, grabbing and pulling down as I try to force my way up. It's no use. He has become too strong. I sink back inside myself with a sigh as he growls at my brother. “We tried.” Cristian says as he lets his polar bear approach. My filthy bear watches with adrenaline coursing through his veins as Cristian explodes into a roaring white polar bear.

It was a direct question of my deepest emotions about my newfound identity as a wolf. I took a moment to gather my thoughts before responding. "Despise is a strong word," I told them, cautiously watching their expression. "To despise something suggests a strong feeling of hatred or disgust. I wouldn't say I despise being a wolf, but I will admit that being a wolf and a Moon Whisperer have introduced a level of uncertainty and complexity into my life. It's challenging, but it's a part of who I am, and I'm still in the process of understanding and embracing it fully." Kazimir's expression softened, and he nodded in understanding. "Just know that we're here for you, no matter what you feel abou

I point to my hand-drawn map. “Nah. If it' s a dragon, I’ll check for eggs to harvest.” He looks at the map closer. “That’s the ridge we passed last week?” “Yeah. If you see anything else, send a mindlink. I’m confident you won’t, though.” I turn to Marco. “Two werebears and a goblin to the east, Big Guy.” “Suena bueno.” He takes off his shirt. “Sending Clash in. Do we know what the bear spirits’ breeds are?”

Jameson spoke then, the only one of the bears who had been quiet the entire time. “We will not allow it. Bears do not mate or resonate with humans. It is impossible and unnatural. And any bear who ventures to do so will be kicked out of the council.” “Yes,” Elias continued. “Any bear who does such a thing will be cut off from the resources we provide. They will lose any and all protection they have enjoyed thus far.” “And they will be severely punished.” When Timber looked at Devlen, the shifter was pressing his lips together in a grim line.

Candela yelled. Marie, Angela, and Valerie stepped out of the igloo one by one. They looked like they had just woken up from a long nap. “Whoa, that's a really big one!” Angela said as she stared at the dead bear on the ground. “Yeah, and it's cute too. Why did you have to kill such a cute animal?” Valerie said as she kneeled in front of the polar bear with a sad expression on her face. She placed her right palm on the animal's body and brushed her fingers through its white fur. As her fingers went through the fur on its neck, a black spot was revealed.