Glitchtrap X Dreadbear Novels & Stories

I'm going to get soaked, but that's fine because I have spare clothes in my locker. I was about to take a step away from the waiting shed when my wrist was grabbed by a firm hand. My mouth hung open in shock and bewilderment. His manly odor rapidly infiltrated my nose. His gorgeous brown eyes locked on mine. My wrist felt warm in his calloused and rough grasp. When I saw how much this guy resembled a Greek god, my jaw split open once more! His hair was dark brown and perfectly coiffed, and he had a high and pointed nose with sharp cheekbones chiseled down to his flinty jaw, which appeared to be sculpted and trimmed to perfection.

I stand up, but immediately double over again as the pain burns anew. The bear roars triumphantly and stamps the ground. It doesn’t waste any time, immediately continuing its deadly charge. The enormous grizzly bursts through the bush. Its face is soaked in Heiwa's and Scorch’s blood. He tries to stop when he sees I’m closer than he thought. His gargantuan paws slide on the ground, trying to get traction.

Xandercs chuckled. "Why?" His gaze stubbornly remained fixed on Dwayne. "Afraid I'll hurt him?" My hands balled into fists. "Don't test me," I growled menacingly. He finally looked at me. "After I kill you, I'll deal with the boy right away." A dangerous smirk spread across my face. "Not if you make it out alive," I retorted sharply. Just then, the bell rang, and the fight began. Xandercs transformed first. His body shifted violently, his muscles swelling as brown fur spread across his arms, shoulders, and neck. His ears sharpened, his teeth lengthened, and his nails curved into claws. His eyes glowed an unnatural blue.

Fur sprouted from his skin and the bone snapping could be heard from the other side of the field. Grendal was a powerful Druid, a shifter like us, like Aerin had explained to me. Behind Selmor stood a giant bear ready to tear him apart. The orb in Selmor’s hands glowed and Grendal attacked, before Selmor had even the opportunity to use his last resort.

He hasn't released his baby brother. The lock is on the outside of the walk-in refrigeration room but for safety reasons it can be temperature controlled and unlocked from the inside. I turn the unit off as Dmitri closes the door. The other two bear shifters remain in the kitchen which also has a low ceiling and they will defend from there. Drakon can still breathe fire in his human form. The bears know what they face. Cantor and Lex help me keep the egg warm by wrapping our arms around it. We wait.

“That’s what the white creature is. A Gravok. They herd Ferals. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” I gave a watery laugh. “It was a dream, Xan. You can’t fight dreams.” “I hate that it touched you at all,” he growled, brushing damp hair from my face. “I hate anything that scares you.” I closed my eyes and reached inside myself. Wolf? You there? Nothing. Not even an echo. Figures, I thought. Just trauma. Xander suddenly pulled back, clapped his hands once, and flashed that wicked grin that always melted my defenses.

Chen sighed. Ah Yin smirked and looked towards the group. She felt a strange breath from the cage that felt a little too strange. "Brother Tan, the Tough-clawed Bears are said to be the descendants of the legendary Duskgold Dreadclaw Bear!" The lanky man wearing blue-furred robes gazed at two snarling beasts with an amazed expression. The burly man set the carriage and glanced at the lanky youth before shaking his head, "Brother Bai, don't believe everything you hear. They are just slightly stronger defensive beasts."

“Is that right, old Griffin? You really think you could take on all of us?” Apollo snorted, his feathers ruffling down his spine. “I’m ‘ure I’ll have sum ‘elp.” Creed stepped forward, Adam now noticing that the scar he had placed on his face and neck was wiped away. Creed’s face now showed emotion, his eyebrows set in a stiff position of anger. Warriors pointed, wondering why Creed’s disturbing appearance was now that of a strong, magnificent dragon-shifter.

Their howls and snarls echoed through the trees, a cacophony of malice. Liam and Xal'dar stood as an impenetrable fortress at the heart of the maelstrom. Their bodies hummed with energy, a potent blend of human will and cosmic power. Xal'dar's form shimmered with an ethereal blue light, his strikes swift and precise. Each blow sent a shockwave through the enemy, disintegrating their corrupted forms. Liam, on the other hand, fought with a raw, primal ferocity. His fists, encased in a shimmering aura, connected with bone-crushing force. He moved with a blur of motion, a whirlwind of destruction amidst the chaos.

"Don't tell my parents I let you catch me. Tell them I fought you. Also, tell them I was wearing shoes. It'll break my mum if she knew I died barefoot." He chuckled and a little drop of humour flashed in his dark orbs. "Duly noted." And the world went black forever. Adrianne's POV I was about to continue walking when someone's hand closed over my arm. Thankfully, I had fast reflexes and I yanked my hand away and was about to bolt when the person spoke in a very soft voice. "Don't run! I'm not going to hurt you." uh-huh I silently said sarcastically. I paused and even though it killed me, I stared at the stranger's face. He was raven haired, had piecing black eyes and was dressed in all black