Pineapple And Snowbear Novels & Stories

The scent and pine oil irritated the bears making them disoriented. Bears liked sweet things and hated the scent of pine oil. There was just something about it that did not sit well with the bears, just like wolfbane did not treat wolves well. The pine oil was their weakness and now that it is used by the wolves, it was costing them a lot of warriors. When Luka saw that his mate was safe, he fought like crazy with his family by his side, the pine oil doing its job in getting the bears weak and confused. Now he was fighting for his pack, for all the members that he lost in the hands of these beasts. He was fighting like he wasn’t injured.

"That's the beauty of pointless. We just do it." We ended up spending the afternoon at a park watching ducks and eating ice cream like we were teenagers, and it was perfect. "Thirty years ago if you'd told me I'd be sitting in a park with you eating ice cream at sixty-two I'd have thought you were insane," I said. "Thirty years ago you hated me," Emma pointed out. "Briefly," I corrected. "Very briefly." "Long enough to make it interesting," Emma said, the same thing we'd said for three decades.

He snarls and stands, then goes to the wall of ice and snow and slams his fist into it, sending another wave of snow crashing to the ground around him. Hope jumps up. “Bjorn!” I grab her before she can go rushing into the mini avalanche. “He’s a bear, Hope. He’ll be okay,” I say, holding her while watching the mound of snow. It’s only a couple of minutes before a huge polar bear climbs out of the snow. “So … our brothers?” the third sister asks. “At least one of them was left restrained, from what I could get from the records I found,” I tell her. Bjorn shifts back, but he continues swaying from side to side in an agitated way.

~~PEYTON~~ I’m standing in the middle of the living room, staring. Ned—or whoever Raphael sent—didn't just bring a bear; they brought a prehistoric beast. It’s massive. It’s a soft blush pink with cream-colored paws and a ribbon around its neck that probably costs more than my last three outfits combined. I scan it from head to toe, eyes traveling over the thick, high-quality fur. No cheap polyester here. Raph actually did it. Tapped into whatever description I imagined in my mind and just delivered.

"Don't talk. Just hold on. The snow's about to stop." However, Janet seemed to see nothing. Confused, she whispered in my ear. "Don't tell him I'm still dumb and a failure. I've been everywhere, but I still can't forget him." Tears and blood streaked Janet's face. "If you get better, I won't tell him how much of a failure you are!" She hugged my neck, her voice barely a whisper. "He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart."

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

Zale just apologized from what we had heard. They brutally died and left their children alone, this is a dangerous place to live in without guidance. A beast..."Which sides of the mountains did they hunt? From the trail we went, it's full of strong beasts, and rumors say from the harbor, there is a king beast living on that side of the mountain." Asked Zale. From the trail that we took, high ranking beasts, "They did take that trail," Neven said. Besides being the elder's aid, Neven also takes care of the children, and according to him, Boreas' parents were the top hunters in their clan, and so took the challenge of hunting the king beast, but unfortunately died brutally.

Finn told me. After a few chats with him, I came by the place where Princess Scarlette and Cordelia were. It looked like they were holding some pieces of bread as they noticed me approaching. Crordelia was the first one to wave to my direction. “Miss Revington!” Cordelia called on to me. “And what are you too doing?” I chuckled as I saw who they were giving the bread too. A grizzly brown bear with a friendly soft face sits right inside the fences as it chews on a piece of bread. Princess Scarlette then quickly flew a bread as the bear stretches its arms out to catch it that made me severely amazed.

Assistant Bear, visibly distressed, reached out to his colleagues with a desperate plea. The dazed Assistant Panda and Chief Lisun snapped back to reality, their expressions hardening with urgency. Assistant Panda lunged to pull Rara away from Assistant Bear, grabbing her arms with a firm grip. Meanwhile, Chief Lisun, his face set in determination, grasped Rara’s jaw, his fingers digging in as he struggled to pry her mouth from Assistant Bear’s right wrist. Assistant Bear leaned heavily against the cold dungeon wall, sweat pouring down his face. His eyes were locked on Rara, who clamped her teeth onto his wrist with unrelenting force. The pain was excruciating, and he could feel her teeth si

We finally sat back down. "Oh, by the way, you are appointed to be my best man at the wedding. That's how much I love you baby bear." He pecked my cheek lovingly. "So. How are things with you? Anyone special lately?" Then I told him about my parents, and Richard, my besties, also James. But I didn't tell him about James being my sugar daddy, for obvious reason. "Oh, baby bear I'm so sorry! I should have not left you. But it all sounds good with this James guy?" I shrugged at him.