Female Werebear Novels & Stories

I felt a little tether snap as someone died, a warrior, not anyone close to me, but still one of my people had died. " How many bears are there?" I asked. " About 10." She says looking around. " That's too many. We need to stop them. " I say. " How? How the hell are we going to stop a bunch of werebears?" She asked. " I don't know. But we have to try." I say. " No. You have to stay right there." She says. We then heard the back door slam open and Fiona rushed over to me and the bedroom door opened while Fiona was trying to protect me.

I use her general bear slowness to my advantage and claw her on the shoulder myself. I'm normally not a fan of fighting women because I feel immensely guilty afterwards, but now is not the time to be chivalrous. The werebear roars at me from the pain and tries to pounce at me again, but Haden hops on her back. The bear staggers around, trying to shake Haden off, but he moves away from her back, only to give way to the other bear who he was initially fighting with to claw at the female bear with all his might.

I guess her pussy was not as overused as I thought, this girl had real stamina. As I slid in she explained how she was extra juicy because she dreamed of being gang-banged by a pack of wolves wearing "Grizzly Adams" masks and chaps, along with some bears who just wanted to swim. It was not a bad dream, they were at my house, lounging next to the pool, and the wolves were extremely well behaved. Resha was there watching Li getting fucked while fluffing the "on deck" wolves. Zar was on the Sybian cleaning them up after. The bears had their own females and were content to watch.

“I didn’t lie, Kade, I swear I didn’t. I love you. I wouldn’t do that to you. Please….” She was breaking my heart into tiny pieces. “I know, and I love you too. But just listen, okay?” She wiped a tear that had fallen and nodded her head. “Okay. All the bears I’ve known have the same hazel-colored eyes. And they’re huge—much bigger than wolves, even in their human forms. They have the same increased strength and healing that most shifters do, but they aren’t quite as fast as we are. Have you ever known Tyson or anyone in your family to get sick? A cold or the flu?”

I could hear two voices, one male and the other definitely female. Ava? The door of the room opened and Ava stepped inside Bean moving after her one of his hands outstretched to grab her arm and as soon as he got a firm grip Ava turned around and snarled at him a vicious sound leave her throat as her eyes glowed her fangs were in full display. Bean slinked back letting go of her arm clearly rattled with the outburst. Female wolves hardly did such an act around male wolves, they were always very submissive so I couldnt blame Bean. That was Ava she was just different.

He would be forced to give up everything in his life for power, so he needed to kill the other man to ensure that he wouldn't interfere with Alaric's plans any more than was necessary. He' d taken refuge in a cave where no one else dared to travel because there were rumours of an angry bear who lived in that place who ate people. In this particular area there was a very old woman with long white hair named Annette who'd told him about the bear's lair which resided on the mountain peak nearby. She said the bear wasn' s the only animal she knew who existed in this area, but it was one of the largest.

is all I hear before the moaning drowns out everything. Bear- What a Woman!

No blood, no scaring. "This isn't like the others. We're looking for someone else. Have you reached out to the Bears? Famine is their leader now. She's a grizz, with a fuck ton of the zzz part." "Yes, we confirmed that the bear was headed to Lion territory to manage an issue they had over a small Alumni." Mira was the same who spoke. Her wolf close to the surface indeed. I looked up at her and flashed my orange eyes, showing the wolf the honshu so she is aware to tread carefully. The Honshu was considered a god and it didn't let a shifter forget its place.

A kind-hearted chief—or a reluctant tyrant? The echoes of my thoughts swirl inside me, battling against the tight constraints of responsibility and the empty ache of longing. You see, werebears are unique in our world, intricately bound to our fates. At eighteen, we can sense our destined mates—the missing pieces to our souls given to us by the creator gods. I yearned to catch the faintest hint of her, that sweet, intoxicating aroma. But the years dragged on, and as one bitter moon rose after another, I began to accept the painful truth: my mate was likely long gone, lost to some cruel twist of fate.

said the old bear, feeling uneasy in the dark after sensing no danger. The young bear hesitated a bit, then lifted his foot and took a half step forward. That's when they heard a gentle female voice coming from the cliff. It sounded as if it were in the distance, but also close to them. "Don't get excited, bears. I have no malice against you." The dust melted away, and a gentle breeze blew, spreading willows on all sides. A girl with the shape of a green willow tree stood there. The young bear let out a frightened cry.