Gummi Bears Gruffi Novels & Stories

The bear itself was nothing special, Gael could tell that it was one of those standard toys that were sold in grocery stores and simple convenience stores, and the regular brown stitching had long since worn out. There were a few places where the original color remained, but the bear in other places (his arms, his stomach) were stitched up with other thread, as though Arabella was doing an operation to keep the bear together. Despite the rattyness of the bear, Benny was obviously well loved, sitting slumped over in the safe grasp of Hudson’s arms. “Can you tell me a little bit more about him?” Gael asked, gently stroking a hand through the unruly mat of curls that sat atop Hudson’s head.

The sarcasm dripped. "It is when it has a great big bow around his neck, which matched the bow on the teddy that he brought with his teeth. Little girls are suckers for cute things." Even grumpy ones. She drew away her hand and cleared her throat. "So there was this giant bear, with a little teddy in his mouth,ÿand he lay down in front of me. Didn't eat me. Or growl. Or roar. And I didn't pee my pants, so things were going pretty good. Anyhow, Orson lay there who knows how long until I had the courage to grab that teddy. Once I did that and he didn't eat me, I figured what the heck and petted him." But she still remembered the frightened thrill of reaching out her hand and letting her finger

Grump leaped high into the air and took down one of the eagles with his claws. The other eagle saw how powerful Grump was. He had outdone his shares and was trying to take off. Grump dived his body over and took out the eagle that was looking to run away. His fangs pierced it’s chest. The eagle was letting out screeching cries. He sank his fangs deep into the depth of its heart and ripped it out. It’s heart was splattering out blood as it was driven from its body. He smiled with the enemy’s heart in his mouth.

Dusty Non-Flower laughed, "With Sister White here, what can't be done? The Gollum Beast is now without the power of a Spirit Dignity, but everything will slowly recover." "Gollum! Gollum!" The grunt beast kept nodding, and finally slowly became smaller and became about the same size as the grunt beast, except that the grunt beast was round and rolled like a piglet, while the grunt beast ...... was probably more like a naive white bear. Tactile Hitomi shook her head and smiled as she walked over to the three real people, "Then please ask the three real people to land the Flying Cloud Stone."

… After breakfast, Elara drove Bambi to kindergarten and spotted the Fisher family's top-of-the-line Cullinan. Beau hopped out of the car with his backpack, and Elara quickly averted her gaze. Beau bounded over to Bambi, waving a paper bag in his hand. "Look! Niamh bought me wax bottle candy!" He pulled out one shaped like a bear's head and proudly showed it off. "This one's pistachio raspberry flavor!" Bambi remained unfazed. "Mommy says eating too much candy causes cavities, and wax bottle candy is unhealthy."

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.

“He always growls when we don’t pour it right.” “I do not growl,” Arthur said, though the rumble in his voice made the children giggle uncontrollably. “Yes, you do,” Gwen teased. “But it’s all right. I think he’s just hungry. I read somewhere that bears get cranky when they’re hungry.” Arthur shot her a look — the kind that was supposed to be stern but couldn’t quite hide the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Careful, Miss Grace. You’re talking about your employer.”

"All's forgiven." She smiles at him, and the thump of his heart again slams against his chest, the uncomfortableness easing slightly with each second that passes. "They're a family," she says firmly as she strokes the top of the first bear. "This is Deborah Bear. This is Damon Bear." Damon's head pops up from where he is working on a puzzle on the ground, and his small nose scrunches. "I wanna be a crocodile!" Apparently, he's deciding to play along now.

Not a deer. "Dominic?" Raven whispered, sensing my change in mood. "Stay behind me," I commanded. Out of the thick brush, a grizzly bear emerged. It was massive—easily eight hundred pounds of muscle and fur. Its eyes were milky with age and pain, and I could see a deep, infected wound on its shoulder. A "rogue" bear. They were the most dangerous because they had nothing to lose. The bear roared, a sound that shook the trees. It didn't care that I was a werewolf. It was hungry, and we were in its territory.