Miraculous Ladybug Despair Bear Novels & Stories

The mountain valley echoed with harrowing screams, the metallic scent of blood saturating the air. I stood still, watching, waiting for their demise, when suddenly, a gunshot cracked through the stillness. The bear, startled by the sound, turned sharply and bolted back to its cubs, gathering them before vanishing into the forest's shadows.

"Mom, what did that ungrateful bastard say to you? She used a kindness as leverage, slandered Lily, and even declared in front of the cameras that she wanted to sever ties with us. It's a good thing that Lily taught her a lesson! That way, she'll stop causing trouble all the time!" Grandma's right hand, which was holding the phone, began to tremble. She frowned, unable to understand what on earth was happening. "Is this what you mean by Lily teaching Laura a lesson? Laura's right arm is fractured, and there's a hole in her head! If I hadn't rushed back after seeing the news about the fire, she might have died on the pavement!"

Her voice was a timid whisper. I didn't answer immediately. My gaze fell to the bear in her arms. "He looks… badly hurt," I said softly. Elara flinched, hugging the bear tighter, a flicker of distress crossing her features. "His name is Mr. Bearington. He isn't hurt! He's just… just sleeping!" "But look," I said, moving to her bedside and crouching to meet her eyes. "His stuffing is coming out. That must be very uncomfortable. I'm a seamstress. I can give him a little surgery and make him healthy again. Would that be okay?"

“How about you get into your pajamas, and we’ll get you some milk and cookies? We can watch Miraculous Ladybug—the new episode came on tonight.” Malaya’s eyes lit up instantly, excitement chasing away the lingering cold. “Yes!” she squealed, already halfway to the stairs. She stopped suddenly, one hand gripping the railing, then spun around like she’d forgotten something important. Her energy softened, replaced with a quiet hesitation as she walked back toward Jordan. “Thanks for a great day,” she said quietly, her voice smaller now, shy in a way that made Laila’s chest ache.

Liya called out, and she heard someone snicker. “Took you long enough to figure it out.” He called out, and Liya felt a shiver run through her spine. Liya didn’t know what she was supposed to do at that point as Damian slowly started to walk towards her. There was something in his hands. Something that she recognized all too well. It was a mirror. Damian finally stopped in front of her, and raised it up to her face. The wig was off her head, and the makeup was washed off her face. Damn it. Done. She was done for.

In a war between the wolves and the bears, only the lost bear princess will be able to stop this fighting. Else, the bears will continue to fight themselves to exhaustion or to death. “It’s up to you,” Nicholas said. “I believe in you. You can do this.” I closed my eyes. Miracle was still exhausted, but I begged for her. “People could die, Miracle. We have to find a way to stop this fighting.” We both knew the only answer would be to shift.

This was not what I wanted and wished that I could turn back time and prevent myself from ever agreeing on that island. I saw Mirage and the others huddling together, a shield surrounding them, protecting them from the fight. Their eyes were like they were in deep concentration. But Mirage opened hers when she sensed me approaching. Her eyes widened as I neared. “You shouldn’t be out here right now,” Mirage warned. “It’s too dangerous. You must care for yourself and your child.” “I came to talk to you,” I told her. “You have to put an end to this. Please… with your influence, the bears are able to take over. Without it, they have nothing.”

The ground beneath them shook, and the mist writhed violently. Everyone froze, their gazes locked on her. “I can’t do this anymore,” she said, with a cracking voice. “I can’t be the Moonbearer, the relic’s keeper, or whatever else you all expect me to be. I didn’t ask for this!” "No one asks for destiny," Mira said softly. "But it's something you can still make." Before Luna could speak, a piercing howl rented the air. The Alpha lunged, its bulk heading straight for her.

*Bexley* The hazel eyes I see every night in my dreams are staring up at me, wide and hopeful, waiting patiently for me to respond to his question. A simple question. The most important question I’ll ever be asked in my life. This is not a dream. This is reality. This is the real world—where people can turn into wolves, people can discover they have magical powers and use them for good, and people can come back from the dead—or like dead.

Or all 3 of them would be dead by now. “Holy fuck…” Lance covered his nose and walked close to the dead bear’s body and examined it, “What on earth was that! Is this a natural inhabitant of this forest?” “There are rumors about them.” Said Damien darkly. Then he looked back at Baron, snapping: “These bears never leave their cave! What is this one doing here?!” A hint of panic passed across Baron’s eyes, “I—I don’t know…” “Are there more of them?!” “I don’t know…probably…”