Disco Bear X Pop Novels & Stories

“Yeah. I heard she’s great.” “Have you NEVER heard Camila Monroe sing before, O?” I shrug. “Can’t say that I’ve been able to go.” Skylar smacks my arm. It’s her playful way of being shocked. “Shut UP! How is that possible?” I don’t respond as I continue filling drink orders. She falls silent for a moment, no doubt putting it together that I don’t have the time or funds to go to some pop concert. “No biggie,” she says without missing a beat. “She’s nothing compared to your voice, anyway. I’ve heard the way you sing in the shower, girl. You’d give Beyonce a run for her money!”

Becky ran her hand tiredly over her face. “He claimed a group is trying to use that disc to create a portal to enter our realm and start a war. He claimed some are here already and they are terrorizing unsuspecting people. Oh, and he said he and his cousin are duel-natured. Human and bear. I’m not sure what he meant. Maybe a werewolf but a bear instead of a wolf?”

I pressed my hand over my mouth, steadying my breathing to avoid detection. Bonnie's high-pitched shrieks filled the air as she turned to flee. Her screams, however, only caught the bear's attention. It pivoted, bounding after her. In moments, she was on the ground, her leg in the bear's jaws. It tore through fabric and flesh, ripping away a chunk of meat.

Dearest Dom, Hello Teddy Bear. This completely fucking sucks. Not going to lie. I miss you more everyday. If it wasn't for your present you left behind I would be even more lonely then I am. By the way the spare bedroom closest to us has been converted into their room. I chose forest green and forest animals for their theme? Is that too cliche? Probably. But it's not like I actually care. And yes they have bear stuffed animals. Every time I see one I buy two. So there is about 20 in there right now.

The peak of my popularity was reached and it is according to my wish. Selena is only a sweetener in your life. I got to know her when I was at Daniel, and we made love. When I was dating and I often post my photos with her, my prestige went up and I liked it. I travel to be a disc jockey at a big event, party and also some clubs who invite me for some reason. My price is also cheap, but you can say it's quite expensive, only playing for about 2-3 hours. We are equally lucky. Selena was flooded with job models and I was flooded with Dj jobs and also some advertisements. But if asked about my relationship with the woman who is currently sleeping on this hotel bed, I will answer if this relatio

She cooed but didn’t cry to be held. I turned to Carys. “How’s Bee Gees therapy going?” “It’s amazing. I had the album on a little while ago, and it put her in a really good mood. It’s a miracle. You see how she’s not even crying for you to hold her? I guess we weaned her off that habit.” “Who knew the answer was some high-pitched disco dudes all along?” I stood up. “Glad to help.” About fifteen seconds of silence passed, but I swear it felt like fifteen minutes.

I don’t know what they would like. Perhaps Maddie will? I look over at the sleeping woman. As if some supernatural force unseen to make the maid know my thoughts, Maddie begins to mutter in sleep. “No…not the bears again. They…can’t fit the dress.” She flops over to lie on her stomach. Another loud snort follows. “Bears?” I repeat. A bear? Like a- oh, that can work. I smile at the sleeping woman. “Thank you, Maddie,”

“This has never happened before.” The crowd had gone quiet in anticipation, but then started to come alive with confused energy. “Ladies, ladies,” Dave moved to take the stage, waving his hands for the DJ to cut Darren’s music and move it to the next song. “Like an animal in heat, our Dare Bear found his spring. What a way to announce to you all that our very own Dare Bear will be retiring after tonight to devote his time to his love and their future. Let’s give it up for Dare Bear and wish them a happy life together!”

Aiden, who had been in the middle of drinking, spat his drink out in shock. A long silence stretched between us before I finally exhaled slowly. I took a slow step forward, then another, until I stood between his wide-spread legs, feeling the weight of his gaze roam over me. His eyes gleamed with mischief, amusement, and something darker, something unreadable. “My Mini Bear,” he murmured, his lips curling into a smug smile. I tore my gaze away from him and looked around, suddenly hyperaware of the audience we had drawn. “What!!!” I exclaimed, wide-eyed.