Miraculous Ladybug Despair Bear Novels & Stories

Would you still think it was your fault? Remy sounded more and more hysterical as she went on. Soon, she was yelling out the second half of her words. Her arrogance aside, everything she said was true. Without my parents and Blake's tacit approval, my disappointment wouldn't have turned into despair and I wouldn't have chosen to leave this world. My mom's body shook, and she collapsed on the ground. She covered her face with her hands, unable to stop her tears anymore. When I saw this, I didn't feel happy at all. Since I no longer cared, their regrets didn't affect me in the slightest.

God, what kind of life would that be? I rolled over, staring at the ceiling where faint moonlight filtered through the curtains. Rumors painted him as a monster, but that night at the ball, there had been something else. A tiredness maybe, or a depth that no one talked about. The kind of man who carried the weight of empires and blood on his shoulders but still walked like the world owed him nothing.

] [This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. [The queen of animal rescue!] Curt turned back to the camera and gave a thumbs-up. "When research papers come out of this, remember today. Our streamer took us face-to-face with a bear. Some people, though..." He shot a glance toward the car. "They're only good for sitting inside and watching the stream." Another wave of laughter filled the comments. The Greyridge bear did not eat the crackers. Its head lifted slightly. I stared at the screen. Its eyes were moving, not toward the crackers but toward the people. Its pupils tracked left to right and back again like two black glass marbles, calculating something.

Malcolm drops from his back and the bear swings around, giant claws extended as he smashes his paw into Malcolm, sending him flying. Malcolm’s yelp echoes in the quiet of the night. “MALCOLM!” I scream as the bear turns back to me. Qadira snarls, ready to shift and fight this bear who hurt our mate. ‘NO QADIRA!’ I yell in the mind link, knowing that we can’t fight against this giant animal. I’m so distracted by the bear in front of me that I don’t realize there’s another one racing toward me until he bowls me over from behind.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

She turned—just in time to see Becca and Max racing toward her. “Becca,” Mira choked, stumbling forward. The two women embraced fiercely, holding each other like survivors from a wild battle. “You’re okay,” Becca whispered. “I could say the same,” Mira replied, voice breaking. Max’s eyes darted toward the beast, still pacing at the far end. “What the hell is that?” Becca followed his gaze—and froze. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the monster, and then her eyes fell on Desmond and Seraphina. Her voice went hollow.

That leftover bastard of a survivor from the Forgotten Valley sure was evil, waiting patiently to strike at the right time. Ether's expression was positively murderous as he howled loudly, "Ambrose, are you trying to take out the Soaring Eagle Fort? I'm afraid it'll take a lot more than just you! Take this!" As the words rang through the air, the black bear released a howl as it rushed toward Ambrose. It lifted a gigantic paw, clawing harshly against the top of Ambrose's head. The sand pirates could hardly contain their excitement as they watched from below. "Leader's the best…"

But my legs were rooted to the spot, my entire being consumed by the chaos unfolding before me. Caleb, recovering from his fall, charged once more, his makeshift weapon raised high. He was a force of nature, driven by the need to protect, to fight against the looming threat. The bear, sensing the combined resolve of its adversaries, let out a final, frustrated growl before retreating into the depths of the forest, its dark form disappearing amongst the trees.

Mich gave me a concerned look and I nodded in assurance I threw a pebble I had picked up earlier at the bear, I was a bit scared but I sure didn’t allow it show on my face. The bear growled at me in anger and turned away from the girl, Mich took that time to rescue the girl. After a long scuffle with the bear and a few scratches and a bruise on the lip, the bear lay dead on the floor few steps from my feet. “That was amazing jasmine, I didn’t think you could take out that bear on your own” Mich applauded me with a proud grin on his face.