Ice Bear Pfp Novels & Stories

"Elijah is after Iris," I said, watching as the tension visibly relaxed the muscles in their faces. Their expressions shifted from frustration to deep concern. "Yeah, guys. My mentally unstable brother is after Iris, the little girl who looks like a Bruni," Hudson murmured, rubbing his tired eyes with one hand. "Bruni who?" Felix asked, clearly baffled by the reference. "You didn't see Frozen 2?" Edrick asked, clearly amused. "The female lead's pet? It's a small creature."

My voice rose despite myself. He pouted weakly. “I just wanted my phone… I couldn’t stay without it. I was gonna be lonely without it.” His eyes glistened with tears. “I was so scared. I thought the bears were gonna eat me. I thought I was gonna die.” My heart softened instantly. The fury drained away, replaced by a heavy ache. I didn’t know what I would have done if something had happened to him. Truly. I sighed, holding him a little closer.

TikTok edits, memes, even poorly drawn fan art of me handing her the bear while sparks flew on the ice. Marcus dropped beside me, still scrolling. “Look at this one. ‘Kane buying Danica a teddy bear after trying to break her all season = peak character development.’ There’s already fan art. Someone drew you two on the ice with a teddy bear between you and little hearts floating around. It’s blowing up.”

“It's the 28th of Feb, babe...” He looked quizzical, I could see him trying to figure it out. I shook my head and laughed. He looked so cute, this confused. His beard was trimmed short, brown. He had brown hair and eyebrows and very fair skin— apparently, he was almost born an albino. With the darker brown freckles on his nose, he looked perfect. Beautiful. “I'm hurt.” I pouted, pretending to be sad. “Oh... Oh!” His face finally lit up. “Oh shit... happy second year anniversary, Artha-bear!”

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.

He opened Leon’s social account. There were no videos, just a few photos, mostly hockey. There was nothing useful. Noa stared at Leon’s profile picture. Then zoomed. His eyes slowly dropped. His lips and eyes are unmistakable. His breathing paused. No way. He zoomed further and looked at the shape. His chest suddenly squeezed. Diamond once joked, “People say I look scary, but my lips look soft, so I survived.” Noa had laughed then, but now he couldn’t laugh because Leon’s lips, soft and defined, looked exactly.

The voice of my warning echoed through the room, "We can't go any further. The bear is nursing her cubs up ahead. If we intrude, it'll see us as a threat and attack." "Kate, you're too timid. What's there to be afraid of? This is a rare sight. Of course, we have to capture it on camera. Right, Damon?" "This is why we came, after all. We can't miss it." ... Upon witnessing the "truth," everyone stared at the two of them on the bed, unable to believe their eyes. The sympathy they had once felt turned to incredulity, like they were looking at fools. "Damon, you're a seasoned wildlife photographer. How could you not know this basic common sense?"

“Tell Dad, if he comes home that I am out in the pubs and tell him to not bother, I might hang with the pups tonight.” Ice Somber, is nineteen years old and devilishly handsome. He is an eye candy for his age, with dark hair and eyes that was as blue as the Caspian sea. However, he is a pain in the a** for his father. Standing five foot and eight inches, Ice is one of the local stars in the country. Not because he belonged to a very prominent family or a strong pack. He was a star in his own right. He races cars and dates celebrities and models as often as he changes his clothes and to top that off, he looks really good, rugged and smoldering hot. Suffice to say, he was ladies’ man and he wa

Andy’s dad, Dave, is a nice guy, but I ain’t never seen him in bear form. Bronx tells me he’s a docile Kodiak bear named Maskwa. Clash says a docile bear is impossible. I’m not sure what to believe. In the military, they trained me to disable threats. If Maskwa decides he’s going to become a threat to Andy or anyone else in my pack, I’m gonna disable him.

“Ariana Grande. Is she still alive?” “I’m surprised you know Ariana. She’s probably sitting somewhere on the beach and sipping her cocktail.” “Quite bright imagination you have there, Iris. Let me carry that.” I grabbed the backpack from her. She may gain a few pounds, but she didn’t have to carry loads of weight when I was around. “I carry just right. It’s just bulky.” “Look, Iris. I know you hate me, but we have to work together and let our anger set aside.”