We Bare Bears Fanfic Novels & Stories

I have to help him! Without thinking things through, I shape-shift and throw myself at the bear, biting into its backside. A fury I can't recognize burns my senses, and I crunch so hard that I can feel my teeth. The bear cries in torture, and Dior joins the party, biting the bear until, suddenly, the creature blows up in smoke. I'm panting, eyeing Dior as he shape-shifts. White fur gets replaced by skin, and I glare at the annoyingly handsome guy. Even bruised, the guy is hot, although it pains me to admit it.

the merman named Caspian Shore shouted in refutation, lunging to snatch Victoria from his grasp. Mother stood there, dumbfounded. She was unable to figure out how things had turned out this way. Victoria was already weak from lack of proper sustenance and had now completely lost her ability to think clearly. All three beastmen glared menacingly, demanding she give them an answer, but anything she said now would be wrong. In her panic, Victoria said hastily, "I only considered you friends." "Friends?" All three beastmen's expressions changed. "Didn't you say before that you'd only ever have feelings for me in this lifetime?"

Aria's POV The smell, the pungent smell of decomposed and dead wolf hit me the moment I stepped into this pack, I became coated with grievance, I can't really do anything to stop this disgusting that's creeping up on me, I can never imagine I was a member of this ruin, Bale is heading this pack to distraction, his reign is nothing but a let down to the general wolf community, it's evidence that he care about nothing but himself, for someone that hasn't cared about anything in his life while growing up, he only cared about himself and his loins obviously, his balls are what I'd first cut off upon subduing him, I promised him this in my mind when he raped me, memories of that time gave me goos

I can’t let anything happen to them. As I break through the underbrush, I skid to a halt. My brothers are cornered, three massive werebears looming over them, their hulking forms blocking any escape. The sight of their fur-clad bodies fills me with dread. This far south? What are they doing here? “Look who we have here,” one of the bears growls, his voice deep and mocking. He turns his gaze to me, a cruel smile spreading across his face. “Isn’t this the little lost princess? And Alpha River… I heard you were dead, River.

Camille asked. I frowned at her questions and shrugged my shoulders. "I have no idea if a beast is going to appear!" I grinned, trying to make a joke, but it happened. A bear appeared from the woods and headed towards Camille. "Watch out!" I shouted and pushed her to the ground, using my body as a shield against the bear. The claws of the bears scratched my back, which was extremely painful. I bit my lip and grunted in pain. The bear landed beside us and rushed to attack again. I covered Camille with my body as the bear attacked again.

Allena ran her power over her Balck wings speed the power even more and silence before heading out and towards the opposite district by the shoreline with the single purpose of getting her lover back and she will kill anyone who got in her way. "Just let me go before this gets really bad for you." Jonathan inspected the painted nails of his right hand from where it was strapped to a very uncomfortable metal chair in the middle of a decaying warehouse. Where all Jonathan could smell was sea water and fish guts, they were lucky he had smelt worse or there would be an issue with his gag relief.

And an easier option for when we change into our wolves and don’t need to destroy our clothes. My long red hair covered my chest areas, and shrouding my nipples from the unforgiving cold as I walked up the cold steps, with my betrothed Kyren waiting for me, his chest marked with white moon markings that stood identical to the ones on my chest and collarbone. While he stills stood modest in dark pants. “Magnificent,” Kyren muttered as his eyes stared at me. It felt like a heavy weight pulling me to whine out in distress, biting my lips to keep myself suppressed.

Why not have it transferred to a remote location? The Don scratched his unshaven jaw and scowled. Why did he get the feeling that they were being led along like blind fools? That this entire affair was a staged one? Shrugging into his Kevlar vest, he turned to look at the Bear. The man was beside himself with grief. Apparently, his sister had died, leaving the child with him, in his custody; the Bear’s wife was a silent spirit, hiding in the shadows, rarely venturing out of the kitchen. They were a childless couple. But the Bear’s mother was a bent old woman who peered at her guests and tried to speak to them in her broken English.

He’d done this for decades now but never got tired of the feeling. The werebear started to run after clutching his clothes in his mouth, his powerful claws making indents in the soft ground as he used his strong limbs to propel himself forward. He ran through the Bearcreek pack town, enjoying the night air on his shaggy face. Get the squad ready. Capture the human. Be careful. He made a list in his head.

my conscience started to feel the rising tide of fear from my head to toe while staring Randolph in the eye. Because the alpha's crime concerns Mama and Papa, I confess it to them. But I did not expect they would do something about it. "They're dead, Arthur," Randolph confessed without any signs of doubt. "Malia told the alpha everything you confessed to her. I found out she is Alpha Draku's mistress." "What?" tears burst out from my eyes when my wolf is in the middle of believing Randolph's confession or not. The worst part is that his eyes were telling me the truth.