Nightmare Bear Novels & Stories

I got on my bike and drove home to Colerado. My parents were waiting outside our family cabin when I pulled up on my bike. I got off and stretched my limbs. Bears weren't as social as wolves, so we didn't live in a Pack housing structure. Each family had their own homestead. Bears were solitary animals, but our human side was not. A group of bears was actually called a sleuth of bears, but in shifter communities, we called them packs. Our lead bear or strongest bear, like the wolves, was known as an alpha. My father was Alpha Gideon, and he led Big Paw Pack. I loved it here, but since I was a toddler, something pulled me to the Palace and, more notably, Princess Rori. I breathed in the famil

He could hear it snarling and growling behind him, as he raced towards the exit. Finally, he burst out of the building, and ran towards the military base, hoping to find help. But when he turned around, he saw the wolf staring at him from a distance, its eyes glowing in the darkness. Matt had disappeared, and Damien was left with a terrifying realization. They had created something that they couldn't control. The Kendrick-Davis Serum was a failure, and they had unleashed something dangerous into the world. As he stood there, watching the wolf disappear into the night, Damien knew that he had to do something to fix his mistake. But he also knew that it might be too late.

This was bizarre, though as long as this too wasn't some kind of mental break- better than just hearing disembodied voices. "We have been granted a boon, Song of Strength." The bear raised her head with great effort. Looking Melody in the eye. "I am" The name of the bear wasn't a word, it was a picture, of the Milky Way as dancing ribbons of the northern lights moved with the sparkling stars in the crisp clean Alaskan air. "I am old, my days of cubs are long gone, my lands no longer fruitful." The bear paused, great coughs wracking the enormous body. Melody could hear the rattle of the creature's lungs, the bear was nearly dead. Thousands of miles from her home, talking to Melody in her mind

KEENA The sound of crunching breaks through my peaceful sleep. I reach out and look for Bear Bear but instead I find a hard body laying next to me. My eyes fly open when my hands run along the hard surface. As my hazy vision comes into focus I see Ward sleeping soundly next to me. At some point during the night he has lost his t-shirt and is now only sleeping in a pair of gray sweatpants. The sweatpants hang low on his hips and my eyes travel down his muscular chest to the V that disappears beneath the waistband of his sweats.

Your sister is next! Your, Nightmare There was a roaring wolf stamp and the end of the letter. I wonder how they know that I'm alive. First of all, I don't even know who 'they' are. After brainstorming I concluded. I think I know who they are. They surely did not name themselves but they did leave a small sign. The roaring wolf confirms it.

I don’t know what they would like. Perhaps Maddie will? I look over at the sleeping woman. As if some supernatural force unseen to make the maid know my thoughts, Maddie begins to mutter in sleep. “No…not the bears again. They…can’t fit the dress.” She flops over to lie on her stomach. Another loud snort follows. “Bears?” I repeat. A bear? Like a- oh, that can work. I smile at the sleeping woman. “Thank you, Maddie,”

I growl and he laughs. "You can't even find a human female. How will you find me? A trained killer. You beat up a human woman and your little brother, but I am a big boy Mackenzie. I would chop you up into bite-sized pieces before killing you," he says with a sly smirk on his greasy dirt-stained face. The lava-like rage returns and Nate is forced to release me as I shift. The Bear isn't able to shift before my teeth rip out his fleshy human neck. His eyes stare at me in shock as his knees give out and I shift back.

Without turning around, she said softly, “Luna sleeps with the stuffed bear that you won me at that state fair. You remember it? The pink one with the sparkly leather jacket?” Memory hit him instantly and hard enough to hurt physically. Summer heat, fairground lights, Nala laughing at him while he wasted fifty dollars trying to win that ridiculous bear from a rigged bottle-toss game because she’d casually mentioned it was cute. “You know this is a scam, right?” she’d teased. “Baby, I’m committed now.” “You’re competitive, is what you are.” “Same thing.” He’d finally won it after threatening the carnie with bodily harm, and Nala had laughed so hard she’d nearly cried, then she’d snuggled that

The voice crawled over Kiera’s skin like ice-cold wire. “Subject Subject 3… I knew you’d come running.” Her lungs locked. The world shrank. The forest dimmed around the edges, narrowing into a tunnel pointed straight at that voice—smooth, clinical, familiar in the worst possible way. Her nightmares hadn’t lied. They were here. Ronan moved before thought could form, his body snapping into a defensive stance between her and the looming shadow. The bear—huge, bristling, furious—let out a low, rolling growl that vibrated through the soil.

Other cages lined the perimeter of a clearing. A low, guttural growl rumbled from the shadows to her left. A mountain lion, pacing tight circles in a box barely big enough to turn around in. To her right, a massive shape shifted in the darkness. The scent of bear was pungent and undeniable. Heather’s mind raced back to the young she-bear she had been tracking earlier—the one she failed to find. Was she here too? “Looking at a big payout tonight, boys,” one of the men laughed, wiping grease onto his jeans.