Ice Bear Novels & Stories

That's just human, it's uncomfortable if you know there's a dead body on your way. Suddenly we heard a growl from a distance. Did Elijah do it? Growl of a large animal that seems to be in pain and fighting. Sushi sped up his running until we saw Elijah's group and a big bear attacking them. My eyes quickly searched for Elijah and I saw him there riding a horse and not resisting. Elijah turned to Sushi and me and I saw the shock in his eyes when he saw us. But I wonder why he doesn't fight back. Maybe it's because it's not as bright as giant snakes or something. It is a grizzly bear, the strongest animal on the planet. Grizzly bears don't often attack, not unless they feel threatened.

Elva held tightly onto her teddy bear. She looked down at it with sad eyes. “I don’t understand, Mommy,” Elva said. “Why do we hate bears now…?” I lowered myself down to her level. Holding her shoulders, I explained, “We don’t hate bears, honey. But… they could be dangerous right now. They’re all pretty grumpy about some things that happened a few years ago. Until that gets sorted out, we need to be extra careful.”

you know the fact that people love you on that stupid ice doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, who the fuck do you think you are huh" I don't say a word " I'm going to kill you today, since you want to join that little rat so bad" he picks me up and throws me to the other side of the room, my back shatters when it hits the walls, then he runs over and kicks me on the ribs, hard, over and over and over again, wincing and praying silently in pain, I slowly feel numb, like I'm going to die, blood on my mouth it feels like I'm slowly suffocating, after a few more stumps he turns to leave with my last breath I hold his leg tight, I have been recording the whole thing live on the CN page, ev

“Who?” He didn’t answer. The coach was shouting for him. I watched Henry skate away, confused—until the boards rattled violently as someone slammed into them. A new player. Dark jersey. Colder eyes. A smirk like trouble. Xavier Reeves. The arena practically vibrated the moment he stepped onto the ice. The crowd gasped. Girls screamed. Even the players tensed. “Well, well…” someone muttered behind me. “The king has arrived.” Xavier pushed off, gliding like he wasn’t even touching the ice. Dangerous. Effortless. The hot, arrogant type who looked like he kissed girls behind the bleachers just because he felt bored.

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

It won’t hold them off for long, but it might be sufficient to purchase us a few time. Beyond the camp, the werebears have peaked the edge. They’re inside half a mile of us, and are tearing toward us with startling speed; before long we’ll be in run of their spells. At the front of the group is the greatest one I’ve ever seen: twice the measure of any polar bear, with snow white hide that stands in sharp differentiate to his dark heart. There’s no way it can be anybody but Cassius, the man capable for everything: the assaults, the cross examinations, the collusion between the most grounded clans. The kidnappings. Nyx’s detainment. I’m seeing red.

I gasp and stop for a moment at the sight. There is a bear, a giant one at that. Like, three times the size a bear should be. It had deep, bloody gashes on its angry face, and thick chains wrapped around its neck and limbs. "What the hell." I gasp, my eyes darting everywhere. I finally find Erik's eyes, and they look angry. "Why are you here? I told you to stay inside." I glare at him. "What is this? Why are you doing this to this bear? If you plan to kill it to eat then just do it, but this looks... evil." My eyes darted over to the animal, who's already looking at me. My heart aches at his expression; scared and angry.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

If Edith doesn’t somehow manage to snag it first, someone else will surely bid way more than I would be able to afford since it’s a royal Swan artifact. Even so, I think it will still be fun to go. It’s still a bit warm, and has been for the past week. No snow has fallen lately, which is good for us since the Bears like to attack during snowstorms, but I do have to admit that the lack of snow is a bit depressing. Snow on Christmas is always nice.

Betty’s eyes locked unto his and she saw a flicker or something there, something that made her wonder what her captor had in mind for her. Walking down the hallway with the guard to see the boss, Betty's eyes noticed something familiar on the left hanging on the wall, a painting caught her attention. It was a black canvas with a single, bold image: a black angry bear with its face filled with rage and its teeth exposed ready to devour anything on its part, it’s eyes filled with hate and bitterness. Betty's heart skipped a beat as she felt a shiver run down her spine. The bear looked eerily familiar, reminiscent of a painting in her family house.