We Bare Bears Crowbar Jones: Origins Novels & Stories

"Stop being wrong and I won't have to." I opened my mouth for a retort, but my phone buzzed. Jax. "What's the play?" I asked, answering immediately. "We’re rolling in now." "Impressive." I raised my eyebrows. Jax lived for the tactical side of pack life. "That was fast." "Yeah, well..." He sounded annoyed. "We would've been there five minutes ago, but Bear had to put on his war paint and ritual gear like a damn drama queen." In the background, I heard Brandon “Bear” Coleman telling Jax where he could shove his war paint.

Well, she's the one holding the most number of bread they have stolen. It was winter and the freezing wind brushed her skin made her hug herself. Hearing the noise of cats and crows in the junkyard of their hideout, gave her goosebumps. She successfully lost the vendor that was chasing them. She looked at the crow at the top of a trash bin, and she felt this bird was staring at her intently. The crow was tilting its head while looking at her. Mizu knew what this bird wanted. She tore a little bit of the bread and gave it to the crow, but just after the crow gulped the piece of bread, she heard footsteps. So she hid immediately and the crow flew away. "Mizu! Mizu!" As she found out that it wa

He didn’t want anyone being picked on or scared of someone else if he could help it and he didn’t want Michael to become like his father. ——————————————— Jeff sat in the main office now with the other lead enforcers pondering exactly how they were going to be everywhere at once. The separate locations were slowly being revealed and they were going to have to hit them all at once but they were running out of teams for this. The human was right they were going to need the bears sheer numbers. Who would have thought a human would see this as a possibility? The bears have been butting heads with the wolves for territory throughout Canada for centuries now. It wasn’t going to be easy that’s fo

As long as he wanted to fight, he would fight his opponent to the death—all his opponents would only end up dead or gravely disabled. Therefore, Bear had a great reputation in Southeast Eurasia, and he was the target that all local capitalists would fight each other in order to bet on him. Bear licked the back of the knife, and his attitude was extremely arrogant. “I know that you, Mr. Knowles, are the type of person who would use ruthless means to frame others behind their backs, but I’m not afraid of you. I myself am more than enough when it comes to dealing with you. Even if you were to call someone here...”

As I land on all fours I stretch out and shake my fur to get the rest of the skin and blood off. My bear's name is Yona. It's Cherokee for bear. Our mate stood there smiling like a lunatic. "Holy crap. This is amazing. You are so furry." She walked up and started running her hands through our dark brown fur. She didn’t even mind getting a bit of blood on her hands. It was mostly off but there was always a bit left. Humans were usually terrified of Yona. He has a huge scar on his right eyelid. Another scar on his side and a huge scar down the left side of his ribs. All from war. All from trying to defend his people and the people who stood up for him.

He handed me the crowbar that he carried and jested, “If a mummy jumps out, I’m out of here. Just so we’re clear.” “That mumbo jumbo?” I narrowed my eyes at him. “You couldn’t find anything better to say.” “Well, hell sent us Worgens. Heaven sent us the resurrected. And you doubt we can’t pull a talking carcass out of a temple?” He flashed me an annoying smile and seriously took two steps away from me. I let out a heavy sigh and returned my attention to the crate. And though I didn’t believe the rigmarole Jason brought up, I couldn’t help holding my breath as I slid the flat end of the crowbar under the edge of the lid board.

“Why would he chose to be trapped in that cave?” Cassar shrugged. “Baras and I made a deal that he could stay on my territory as long as he didn’t leave that cave.” “You’re telling me, Baras, the man-eating bear came into this territory looking for refuge? From you?” I couldn’t believe it. It went against everything I had ever heard about him. “Not exactly.” Cassar explained. “Baras originally came here to kill me.” I scrunched my face up, sarcasm dripping. “Because that clears everything up.”

Kayson waved his hand and said, “Just step aside and watch. No one will fire you while I’m here.” After that, Kayson pulled his phone out and made a call to Gabriel. He asked him to bring some fearsome man and ropes here. Soon, a group of hunky men with all kinds of different animals tattooed on their arms, necks, and chests walked in. “Mr. Yarde!” The man standing at the front of the group was one of the men Gabriel had brought to the Parfume Bar. Kayson nodded. “What’s your name?” “You can call me Black Bear.”

I grab my chain and pull it, and it comes loose, with pieces of wood stuck to the bundle of chain that is locked with the padlock. But that doesn't matter to me, because I am free from where the chain I was bound to. I quickly collect the chain, wrapping it around my arm. I still remember how I fought against the rogue wolves with a chain like this, and I'm pretty sure I can use it against the bears too. I peak out of the window. The witches are still engaged with the werebears, who are all turned. It seems that, unlike the wolves, the bears aren't using guns against us in battle.

My attention was ripped away from that scene when I heard an almighty roar that shook all of the buildings that came from the other end of the street. I looked back towards where it was coming from and they weren't werewolves, they were werebears. Colt had created werebears that had gone extinct almost 100 years ago. They were deemed too much of a threat and they were completely eliminated. How in the hell was he able to recreate them? They started charging down the road towards Jackson and our warriors and I could feel Jackson's mood change. At first it was shock but then he went into protection mode. He ordered me not to do anything. Not to use my powers on these bears because I would then