Mor'du Brave Bear Novels & Stories

Damon smiled at the nature of the creature they had opted to create. The Brilla was a very powerful bear-type-of-looking creature. What distinguished them from others was their long claws and fangs and also their strength, which couldn't be matched. “You may leave us now!” The Nordic wolf ordered Spike, who was watching the duo have their moment. He quickly stood up to his feet and left, closing the door behind. “What is it that troubles you, my love? You certainly don't look okay” Damon had taken notice of her peculiar character, which had her looking deplorable and moody.

Hunter, surprised, ordered me, “Go away, Fierce. This is my test.” Ignoring his words, I continued my attack on the bear, dodging its unpredictable movements. The bear, frustrated, threw me toward the river. However, I managed to skillfully dodge, and as it turned toward me, Hunter advanced bravely. The synchrony between us was remarkable, as if our instincts were aligned. We attacked together, biting and scratching, delivering coordinated blows to subdue the beast. The tumultuous battle continued at the river's edge, with the moon silently watching. The unity between me and Hunter was a spectacle of strength and determination, challenging the strength of the Brown Bear.

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.

Rex growled. "Wow! You DO have teeth!" his wolf laughed. "You are an Alpha, that's for sure. Still, is your bravado false, or true?" his wolf asked. "Try me." Rex, crouched. He's fought many wolves while in his human form. "You're a brave one aren't you? Alright, let's see who breaks first, me or your bones!" his wolf charged at Rex. Diving out of the way, his wolf skid right past Rex, who turned and kicked the back of the wolf in the head, sending him flying further into the darkness.

what should I call you.? The beast like one that was tired, " first my name is Awulo and secondly, I am not your lord" she frowned, but you just call yourself a lord now," yes I am a lord" she began to walked up and down in between circle, " oh you see you are repeating it, and I called you a lord you picked offense, and you corrected me by calling yourself what I called you, I don't understand anything about you, let me tell you, " the beast wanted to talk but was tired, he instead made a sign, " come up here you won't understand for a long time, you will with time," no I don't want to understand because you must answer the second question, when you were talking you said, no man can step

How was it even possible something that large would fit into her narrow channel? Wait. Her channel? Unbidden the image of Mike Volka flashed in her brain, more moisture soaked her panties and heat crept up her cheeks. What was wrong with her? She put hands over Mischief's eyes. "Don't look, kitty." Jamie took a sip of her soft drink, a bite of her sandwich and chewed slowly as she turned the page. "Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies."

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.

An image of her mother flashes behind her eyes. Before Selma can respond, a deafening screech shakes the entire wagon. Eliana's heart drops and her vision blurs with dread. One of her soldiers closer to the tree line is mauled by a large, burly creature. Her tears are finally freed as she watches the blood run down the body of her bodyguard. The horse he is on screams and tries to run, but the creature, a hulking bear, latches onto the animal as well, tearing it to shreds. The Xefol roars in triumph before pivoting and facing one of the other soldiers who has drawn his sword. He towers over the caravan on his hind legs, heaving with the excursion of attacking the first soldier.

"I'm afraid to see my daughter killed by its vicious claws over some little boy she just met. Especially when she's suppose to stay away from them." "Dad. What's going on? I still remember how angry you got with that unknown call you had in your office." "You overheard me?" "Some. But your behavior is more terrifying than it was before. Why?” "Because what we were preparing for is now confirmed. The beast is back and we have to kill it before it takes more lives.”

Damien could hardly hide the shock on his face when he saw them, “It was YOU who fired the signal gun?!” “Y—Yes…” Baron stuttered, still horrified. There were crazy bears in this forest. He knew about that. He also knew that the map he gave Aurora would lead that bitch directly into the crazy bear’s cave. But he didn’t know those bears were this strong! Nor did he know that one of the bears would ran off and stumble upon him! He and Bobbie had been hiding in the bush while his female warrior Maxine handled the strayed bear. Thank God that Maxine wasn’t half bad at fighting. Or all 3 of them would be dead by now.