Mor'du Brave Bear Novels & Stories

He thought to himself in awe. As he continued to ogle at the masterful creation-- noticing the ridges and weave patterns towards the middle-bottom of the spear that must've been where you held it, he noticed it had writing on it that read; "When you need the dark of night in the light of day. For the devout Follower of Beez, Gaunt." The message intrigued Claude so he waited until Bergrin was done talking to the Archer and asked, "Excuse me, Bergrin Sir. I was wondering do you know who made this spear?....uh...DuskBringer?"

He smirked: "I'm not so easy to die, you go first." Elias charged at two hairy beasts with red eyes just like them. His claws are also longer and sharper than usual. His claws cut deep into their flesh, blood trickling down to the ground. But just a few seconds later, those cuts completely disappeared, as if Elias had never cut sharp cuts into them. The two beasts let out a few ghastly screams, their whole bodies emitting a strong fishy odor, and jumped towards him. Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it.

Rodger stepped up and said as calmly as could be. “Yes! Two grand on Dare Bear,” Jamie said excitedly. “I don’t know, man. I saw the Gamma at training this morning,” Beau folded his arms, equally ready to see a fight. “Step aside, Cortina. Mick,” Rodger said. Cortina gave him an incredulous look, but Rodger just smiled. “It will be fine.”

Then Orsina and Zach are freed, joining us in the battle. It’s a brutal and difficult battle. Bears are strong, difficult to take down, and vicious in their own way. Wolves are faster, though, and we outnumber them. The San Diego pack hasn’t been struggling under a generational curse that’s been slowly killing them off, so we have nearly twice as many members as Barrett’s bear clan.

His beautiful stubborn and yet intelligent Luna, that the Marshall wolves so desperately needed. "Ah Denver, I was beginning to think you were dead. Tell me something, how have you been since the last time we saw each other?” Aztec asked like he was talking to an old friend. Which was true, but then Denver just had to go on and take the barbaric alpha’s luna. It was something that will forever haunt Aztec, and frankly, it was the real challenge that Aztec needed to make sure that his warriors were well-trained and had enough weapons to defend themselves.

I added, my voice quieter, my stare still locked onto my trembling knees. A chuckle rippled through the air, rich and languid. "Mini bear… isn’t it?" Vadim’s voice slithered into my ears, smooth yet edged with something sharp.

The man's expression turned dark as he awkwardly mumbled, "Are… are you joking? I won't let my son donate his kidney. He is participating in basketball competitions. How is he going to play in those competitions with one kidney less? About that… Lena, I think you should ask someone else instead." "But you said God will bless you if you do the right thing! We will repay your kindness, so please save Tess!" Lena grabbed the man's hand and refused to let go. The man hurriedly pushed Lena away and ran. When Lena finally crawled up and wanted to switch her target to Anne and me, I had already closed the door and locked it. The other neighbors were all scared that Lena would ask them to donate the

The yellow mud slurry was like a wall, crashing down and blanketing everything in its path. Tyler used all the strength in his body to fling me out. By the time I could lift my head, I saw Tyler standing on the exact spot where I had been just now. The mud slurry had already submerged his calves. "Tyler!" He glanced back at me. Through that one brief glance, I saw something in it that I had never seen before. He flashed a smile at me. "Cleo, have I managed to teach you to be brave for once?" My eyes stung.

She asked him. “We shouldn’t be too much further out.” He answered. “Everybody should be cleared out by now except for my Shadow wolves, they are lying in wait.” Mimi smirked evilly. “They will NOT be getting away.” She grumbled. Babaloo sighed, not really wanting to tell her about the bear with Max and the Russian but he knew he had to if he wanted to earn her trust. “You should know that the bear with Max and the Russian is not which bear but BEAR, Grizzly’s dad.” He told her.

Because there wasn't a damn thing else I could do. We had managed to take out a few of Brody's warriors. My last count was at 10. While 10 dead bears are 10 less fles bags roaming, the earth. That is nowhere close to the damage they did to us. I wonder if Brody is feeding their asses steroids or some shit. They just kept on coming at us like they were damn energizer bunnies.