We Bare Bears Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Would you really want to be a bear?” “I mean why not? Think about it, if we were bears, we could be with Tasha for a long time.” “Yeah! We could each have a baby with her,” Lee said excitedly. “Don’t forget, we would finally be able to keep up with Osprey,” Jamie added. Sebastian sighed. “What wouldn’t I give to be with her forever.” “Same,” I agreed. “Maybe it’s like being a vampire. We just drink a bear’s blood and BAM! We’re bears.”

These are reserved only for our little rag-tag group. When Carson was little his favorite cartoon has something to do with bears, so he just gave me the nickname Moon Bear and called himself Sun Bear. Lachlan became Lock Bear, then Jase became Earth Bear, Arson became Air Bear, and Ransom became Death Bear. Weston came along after Carson's death so I deemed him West Bear.

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw that massive creature in the moonlight — its eyes gleaming with impossible intelligence. It was real, she kept telling herself. It was a bear. But the voice in the back of her mind whispered, Then why did it look at you like it knew your name? “Morning, sunshine,” Bethany greeted with a grin as Gwen slipped into her seat. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” A few chuckles rolled around the table. Gwen managed a weak smile. “Not a ghost,” she said before she could stop herself. “A bear.” The laughter died immediately.

It may have been Jess’s tears, or Jade’s mean glare that had them moving. "I want to go home." Jess whispered. "Ok. Let's go." Paula said. "No, home to dad." Jess stated. Jade marched over to Bear and told him what happened. She's pissed and looking for a fight. Bear decided he’d listen and not rile her more. He liked having his wife in his bed, and going against her meant many nights on the couch. "You better get your brother in check. Cause he just destroyed my bff and now she's leaving. And Bear? If I ain't happy, you won't be either!" Then she stormed off to go with Paula and Jess.

To make it all worst, Bear, Ethan, and Marcus spent the first couple of hours after laughing themself senseless, growling at each other, or rather Bear and Ethan against Marcus kind of thing. But out of the blue, they suddenly became the best of friends, like they had known each other for their whole life. Men! And I’m pretty sure Marcus has a furry kink or something, maybe just an everything-breathing kink, for that matter! “Ntaaaw, my little Chow Chow puppy looks mad. Did Bear snatch your treat?” “Don’t call me that! Of course, I’m mad! I look hideous! I can’t go out like this!”

It had only been two days since I had last seen them, but you would think it had been weeks. “Taylor,” I smiled warmly at the newest addition to my family before even acknowledging Darren. I just gave him a warm smile and focused entirely on his new mate. I was so excited to see she had come with him. She had a new marking on her neck, a bear print tribal marking that matched a new mark on Darren’s neck in the same location. That means they are fully mated, and she not only knew what Darren was, she had agreed to being his mate. Werebear markings are different from werewolf ones. The spirit inside a werebear, which is essentially their beast, will imprint a mark on their mate’s skin when the

One-Hundred One: Catching the Bear Chris I believe I have come up with a plan to catch Ian. Oh, I can’t wait to get my hands on this bastard. My sisters are why those three can even shift in bears. I know my sisters were pissed when they found out who the three bears were. Even though they didn’t show it, I know they were also hurt by their betrayal. I did learn from Brandon that each of the bears wants to steal one of the girls for themselves. The only problem with my plan is convincing Marcus to agree to it.

“It’s okay. I got to kill a bear.” It was funny watching both of them sag their shoulders in jealousy. “I wanna kill a bear…” Beau whined.

Feeling satisfied with my research I get off bed to get ready for school. ****** "There's no way that's a wolf. You're still overthinking" Cara says when I show her the picture. "Dude, stop saying that. You're making it seem like I'm crazy" "Are you not?" She asks. "Look, bears do not have elongated canines. They don't. " I tell her. "It could be a different type of bear. You never know" "I can't believe how you're turning a blind eye to this. You're my friend Cara."

Definitely not looking forward to uprooting my world, but as long as I have Rye, my life will be worth living. Listening to her rhythmic breathing, my bear rolls to his side. He is very content, laying here and listening to her breath. My human side is satisfied as well. It is weird they are separate, but the same. I know once they fully merge, we will share thoughts and feelings. I already know my bear is in love, and the human is. We choose to be lulled by her sounds and scents to a much-needed sleep.