Pineapple And Snowbear Novels & Stories

So as she takes out the list from her purse, I grab a shopping cart. "Make that two." "Two?" "It's a long list." Snow waves the list in my face. "Okay." I say and grab another cart. We go around and put everything on the list into the shopping cart and by the time we are done, the two shopping carts are full. Snow grabs the other shopping cart and we take it to the counter to check out. She pulls out her purse and offers to pay for the stuff. "What are you doing?" "I'm paying for half of the stuff." She answers innocently.

Hayes laughed softly and Mario slid down to stand, facing the woman in the bed. “Are you a friend of my daddy’s? I’m Mario” He spoke nicely to her and she couldn’t help the adorable look on his face as she looked away, her face turning a pale red. “Y-yes I am…and I’m Alexa, nice to make your acquaintance” Alexa Xen, the legendary snow queen was smiling to a child and speaking so sweetly. Hayes was taken aback by that impossible scene and she glared at him, “Spill a word to anyone and you’re dead”.

Halfway, he heard heavy footsteps in the trees, much like a hammer pounding the earth. He quickly stopped and glanced in the direction of the sound, only to see a black bear emerge. This black bear was larger, but like the tiger, its eyes glowed blue too. Kiran was starting to find this place a little strange. Was there something happening on this mountain? When the bear spotted him, it raised its paw to swat him without hesitation. Refusing to waste time, Kiran hurled a silver needle out again, lodging it in the bear's stubby neck.

I asked, taking a step back to get his hand off my hair. “There… you left that when you were leaving. You actually left everything back though.” He chuckled, pointing to a teddy bear in a glass case. A blue teddy bear that my Aunt Mandy had gotten for me one time. But I had not liked it very much. I approached the teddy bear, recalling how I had complained to Pietro about not liking the colour. He had bought me a teddy bear in my favourite colour that very night. “There is the one I got for you.” He pointed towards another and I felt my heart beat harder.

Aurelia’s POV The cold bit into my skin as I stood frozen, snow crunching beneath my bare feet. The air tasted sharp, almost metallic, as my gaze clung to Huron’s back. His form was tense, shoulders stiff, fangs bared, facing down the massive wall of white fur just a few feet ahead. A polar bear—no, something more. Its breath steamed in thick, huffing clouds, dark eyes locked on the boy in front of me.

His eyes stayed on the fire, leaned back with his chin in his hand, and his whiskey in the other. “I want to hear more about this mountain thing.” Hayden raised an eyebrow. I just laughed. “What about it?” “How fun was that bear?” “Was it big?” Beau chimed in. “At least 12 feet.” Peircy muttered. “How do you know that?” “I saw some animals eating what you girls didn’t.” “Bear meat will always be a favorite.” I nodded, as that made sense. “I prefer your meat,” Piercy said in my head. I wasn’t ready, and the whiskey burned coming out of my nose.

I stand next to him to see we’re on a cliff. “It’s beautiful” I whisper in awe looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me. There’s a stream down below and more forestry. Birds soar in the sky and when I close my eyes I can practically hear the stream. Opening my eyes I look back down and I notice something moving towards the stream. Squinting my eyes I step closer to the ledge and Shadow grabs my waist. A brown mother bear with its little cub looks like they're at the stream to hunt for fish “Aww that’s so cute” I softly squeal slapping Shadow on his arm. We stare silently watching the bears jump and splash around the water

I didn’t know what it was, but it sure as hell gave me a strange feeling. “You took too long.” Damiano met me halfway with a frown on his face. I lightly chuckled at how funny he looked; a big, dangerous man like him was holding two teddy bears in his arms. “It was only five minutes.” “Five minutes too long.” “So impatient.” I shook my head. “Here, try this.” I gave him a snow cone as we took a seat on a bench nearby. Damiano was just holding it and staring at it. “It’s not poison.” I joked.

I asked, a grin spreading across my face as I considered the request. "Are you kidding me? Of course, I want to!" I responded enthusiastically. We made our way to the quad, where Bear and Jules were already immersed in snowy escapades waiting on us. Jules was sprawled out on the ground, arms and legs sweeping wide arcs in the snow to create the perfect snow angel. On the other hand, Bear stood by, clearly irritated, as he watched Jules. Every time Jules's coat pushed up, and snow brushed against his plastered arm, Bear would grumble about the wet and cold seeping through.

Suddenly, a slight movement caught my attention—a ball of white fur wobbling unsteadily, its tiny paws shuffling across the sparkling snow. A polar bear cub! My heart raced, caught between surprise and fear at the sight of such a vulnerable creature alone in the wild. It was no more than a few months old, its little nose quivering as it looked around, searching for something it couldn't find. As it cautiously approached me, seemingly unafraid, I felt a strange pull—a mixture of sympathy and wonder.