We Bare Bears Fanfic Novels & Stories

He may be a werebear but he hates the mistreatment of others. "How do you mean? Like the people are dying or the land is dying?" I ask him. "Both.." He says looking back at me. Dane is a brick wall of a bear. He stands 6 feet 8 inches. Raven black hair, bright green eyes. A total knockout. But my bestfriend. Almost like my big brother. Only except I can kick his ass.

She followed as he went out of the bushes and scanned their surroundings. “Kids nowadays. Can’t wait to be married. Can’t even get a room.” It was a woman few meters away from her. But she was still traumatized of what has transpired she didn't even think about what the woman said. The beeping continued. Her phone regained signal. Miya: Aik, where are you? I saw Goo. He’s getting mad. You’re still with Kalli, right? Are you guys on a date? Why leave us though?

I quickly got up, scanning the hill for any indication of the bear. I was relieved to see that the huge animal had halted right at the ravine's edge. Looking down at me, it let out a breath that almost seemed like a sigh of disappointment. Soon after, it pivoted and trudged back into the forest. I leaned back on a large rock, shaking all over. "Ugh," I wheezed, "that could've gone smoother." Once the adrenaline subsided, pain became apparent. There were scratches all over my arms and legs, and a deep cut on my thigh was bleeding heavily. I flinched while inspecting it. The wound wasn't severe, but it would surely impede my progress.

I, Alpha Xander, the protector, the leader, the embodiment of strength, was now a whirlwind of claws and teeth, fueled by a burning injustice. My opponent, a hulking brute of a bear in the forest stood defiant. It was an enemy I had known for years, a rival for territory and resources. Yet, the bear had always held a grudging respect for my strength. I guess it thought I was in one of my best moods that day. The respect had I had saved for it all these years was been shattered by the bear’s latest transgression. Nothing burned me more than the fact that my mate was nowhere near me. Gone, snatched away by the bear’s brazen recklessness, leaving behind me only a trail of blood and fear.

Jameson spoke then, the only one of the bears who had been quiet the entire time. “We will not allow it. Bears do not mate or resonate with humans. It is impossible and unnatural. And any bear who ventures to do so will be kicked out of the council.” “Yes,” Elias continued. “Any bear who does such a thing will be cut off from the resources we provide. They will lose any and all protection they have enjoyed thus far.” “And they will be severely punished.” When Timber looked at Devlen, the shifter was pressing his lips together in a grim line.

They will slaughter a man without a second thought. Yet, they are tender with their women and overly protective. That causes me to wonder why Bjorn is fighting the bond with Isla so hard. If he would just let go, she could slide her hands up those well sculpted muscles that I’m sure Bjorn and Magnus have. Just like the ones that I’m currently staring at. One of the things that I love about the bears is the fact that they are frequently shirtless. Gods, what I wouldn’t do to have that man over me.

“So do I, Mishka, but we need to be prepared; we need the authorities on our side. Your sister is strong, and as much as it kills me to say this. I know she can survive another day, A day which gives us the time that we need. I promise you, Mishka, just as I promised her, I will get Alyona out of that house.” I nod, “Thanks, Bear; I know you guys will bring her back; it’s just hard.” I notice Bear clench his fist; I can see the hurt on his face. It seems as though he is taking this very personally. His actions are very much Like Ben’s…does he have a thing for my sister? I watch him as he stands up, pushing the chair away in his frustration. I guess I’m not the only one who needs to be kept b

Instead, Bears claim their mates by scratching along their necks and down to their collarbones. My hand lifts to where the mark is. Three long but subtle claw marks show that I’m claimed. Where werewolves don’t usually try to hide their marks or show them, bears often ensure they are on show during social events. So my dress is revealing the mark. “If we’re talking and someone asks you something, and you’re not sure how to answer, just squeeze my hand, and I’ll speak,” Arktos says while smiling down at me. I’m glad he’s giving me a way out.

Our future. I say a silent prayer, "Thank you Goddess for the greatest gift of all. My mate. The man I love." *** Tyboll I storm through the woods kicking branches as I go. Damn witch. Will I ever know the truth of everything? I am bear. Just bear! The limb I kick this time hurts my bare foot and I growl even louder. Bears are far superior. Why would I ever choose another beast form? The clan will laugh their asses off if they ever find out. It doesn't matter that we now have cats and wolves in the mix. We are bear.

Chanel, head of the cheerleaders, Alex, a football jock, and Chanel’s boyfriend, both are bears. Then, Brody, a smart guy, and a pitcher on the school’s baseball team, is also a werewolf. Despite the many different personalities and species, I was pleased with my small gathering of committee members, and I was ready to start planning this dance. It was nice that we could all get along. Typically, the vampire species wouldn’t get along with the rest of us and the bears were known to be weaker and isolate themselves. However, I didn’t want to discriminate on this committee; if they are