Novel & Cerita Unreasonable Hospitality: The Bear

Every time I patted his offending hand away, he would touch it up again after a few seconds of being honest, treating my foot like some novel toy. I was really tired: "Okay, okay, I don't need you." "It's not convenient for you to be alone." "Then I don't need you either." I pushed him aside, looked up and shouted, "Big Bear! Big Bear!" The tall, fat bear with a simple, round face crowded into the room. "Can I help you?" "Wash my feet, thank you. I'll buy you dinner tomorrow." "At your service, Miss." "Said Bear, crouching down in front of me.

Haldir was shocked, “your cave?” “Yes,” the bear was losing his patience. “I thought it was deserted,” Haldir searched for a way out. “No.” the bear's eyebrows gathered above his nose. “What now?” Haldir asked. “Now? You go into the stew.” “Why me?” “Because, you are a trespasser.” “It makes sense; I guess.” “How would you like it?” “Medium heat.” “Strange, but alright…” the bear made the stew. He lifted Haldir up and tossed him in the stew. The bear sat. He waited.

Jennie Everything was happening so fast. My eyes were adjusted to the dark, and I could make out the figures of two very large bears and their glowing eyes. They circled us closing in. Dakota was moving his body around mine following the bears as they got closer. I couldn't move. My body was rigid. How am I supposed to help Tyee and Dakota? They can't take on two bears at once? The bears have moved in on us. They were snapping at our feet, but Dakota didn't budge until the smaller bear swiped his paw at me. Dakota instantly lunged, going for his throat. He snapped down hard and held on as the bear thrashed around, trying to swing him off. Dakota positioned himself under the bear using his c

“You don’t have to promise anything which you cannot keep. Go. I am already fine. You don't have to break the peace I’m slowly trying to put together.” This was totally not what I had been expecting. I came here after running away from Beta Arthur and Honora as well as the Lycan King. And now, luck seemed out of reach that I had to see my ex-mate in this place. “Sandy.” “If you will not order anything, mind as well go. No one is allowed to treat this place as stand-by,” Mr. Bear said without even looking at us. He was wiping the wine glasses, but the statement was especially for Alpha Oswald.

He stepped forward, silent and controlled, his breath even. The mansion was secured—no one got in without his knowing. And yet, the unpredictability of the moment sent a dark thrill curling through his chest. The doorknob was cool under his fingers as he slowly pushed the door open. And what he saw— Was not at all what he expected. A scene straight out of a surreal, fucking fever dream. There she was. His Mini bear. Lounging in a massive tub, buried in a sea of white foam and soft steam, utterly oblivious to the fact that just seconds ago, he had been prepared to pull the trigger on an intruder.

Everyone thinks they're a bunch of sweethearts, but I know the truth. I'm a black bear and was the head of a bear biker gang. We were one of the gangs that actually acted like a gang, not like the weak bunnies or misfits. When some of my men were poisoned, I went to the bunnies for help. They refused because we weren't what they considered good men. The men who had been poisoned died, and now the bunnies are going to die. The rest of my men ran away, scared that whoever poisoned our gang would get them, too.

Larissa pulled him over to join her in taking photos with the children. The parents snapping photos soon noticed that one of the bears was lively and cute. The bear would engage playfully with the children and pose in a cute and quirky manner. But the other bear had a blank expression and stiff movements. Only when a little boy wanted to hug, did Ambrose rush over to prevent the boy from hugging Larissa. An old lady with her grandson kindly reminded Ambrose, "You must be a new college student, right? Working is not that easy. Look to your seniors for guidance!"

It had been awhile since he had seen one in this part of the forest, but when the humans stopped killing them, they had slowly migrated back into the area. Now the bears were a nuisance; they were extremely territorial and they don't like to share. Well, hopefully this one will keep walking and pass them by, but he knew deep down, it wouldn't. Bears treated campsites like an instant snack source, which the foolish humans just kept providing.

I asked, already moving. “There was a hunt last night,” she said, falling into step beside me. “A rogue bear from the eastern ridge. He—he saved the others, but…” her voice broke. “His wounds aren’t healing. The herbs aren’t working. The healers say it’s like the injury won’t close. Something’s… wrong.”

"They're just boobs. I still don't get why you guys are so fascinated with mine. I mean, you've seen boobs before. Mine are not really any different. They don't change from day to day. It's not like they sing a song or change color or anything." "Because they are fuckin' perfect," he said, elbowing her and knocking her over. She laughed and raised her fist. "Ouch, you bitch," she said, slugging him back. "Can we see them?" Bear asked. "I promise we'll stop groping you. For tonight," he said, grinning stupidly.