Yo Kai Watch Bear Novels & Stories

Nita toed the sandals off her feet. Creeping closer to the fighting bears from the side, she pulled out the pepper spray from her dress pocket. She couldn’t stop staring at the fighting giants. The brown bear was in deep shit. His muzzle was in Ky’s mouth. And Ky was biting down. More sounds of crunching could be heard coming from the two. They clawed at each other’s arms. Huffing and growling, the two bears continued to battle.

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.

Relief and triumph mixing into noise that felt almost desperate. But Kaden didn’t cheer. He was looking at the pile of stones. At the way some of them were starting to move again. Slowly. Rolling back together like they were being pulled by invisible strings. “It’s reforming,” he said. “The bear’s reforming.” The cheering stopped. Alina looked at the stones. “How long before it’s whole again?” “I don’t know. Hours? Days?” “Not long enough.” She looked at the sky, at the position of the moon. “We need to contain it. Like we did the grey wolf. Trap it before it can attack again.”

Neat. Minimal. Careful. Like Joan hadn’t allowed herself to settle into it emotionally. Kai scrambled onto the couch and grabbed a transparent blue globe from the table before holding it up proudly. “Look!” Inside the globe was a tiny dinosaur. I blinked once before smiling despite myself. “That’s pretty cool.” “It’s a T-Rex,” he informed me seriously. “Obviously.” Kai narrowed his eyes suspiciously like he was trying to determine whether I actually knew that or not. Behind him, Joan leaned silently against the wall watching us.

Nina was taken aback. Nash looked at the brown bear soft toy in her hands, then walked over and picked up pink bear soft toy, even bigger than the one she held.

a bit too protective. "So what did you get ?" Meri is looking at me curiously as I come back to them, a bag in my hand. I open it and pull out the teddy, starting to unpack it immediately. "This is a recording bear. As Lumi can't be here, I thought this little guy could take her place and then she can watch it and feel like she was here". "Aww". Meri looks almost about to cry, grabbing Tom's arm. "If that isn't the sweetest thing ever. Luca you big softie".

Kai. ​The scout's final memory is filled with the terrifying blur of Atlas roaring to life, his silver-tipped black fur a storm that shielded her. His roar was thunderous as he tackled my scout, tearing his throat out before the powder could fully take hold. Kai's bond to the girl... it is a pull I can sense even through the dead scout's eyes, but I cannot comprehend it. It is a brilliant silver flame that actively thwarts the shadows.

“I didn’t lie, Kade, I swear I didn’t. I love you. I wouldn’t do that to you. Please….” She was breaking my heart into tiny pieces. “I know, and I love you too. But just listen, okay?” She wiped a tear that had fallen and nodded her head. “Okay. All the bears I’ve known have the same hazel-colored eyes. And they’re huge—much bigger than wolves, even in their human forms. They have the same increased strength and healing that most shifters do, but they aren’t quite as fast as we are. Have you ever known Tyson or anyone in your family to get sick? A cold or the flu?”

With audible bone-snaps, she underwent a breathtaking transformation. As John turned around, his sight fell on the majestic bear, her light brown coat undulating like waves as she moved forward, her features resembling... or maybe not. After all, didn’t all bears look alike? Once close to John, Carla’s bear stood on hind legs, mockingly growling at him. "Real funny," John pouted. He swore the next sound from the animal resembled laughter—was he truly that easy to jest with? John's inner lynx stirred, expressing admiration as it stared through his eyes at the whimsical bear shifter. 'I like her… I think,' it remarked to John. 'Me too, my friend, me too,' John responded, acknowledging the shar

"Of course I will sit with you." Keena snuggles into my side and I catch her inhaling my scent and I grin at her. "Who is this?" I ask as I tug at the bear in her arms. She tightens her grip around the bear and pulls it back into her arms. "This is Bear Bear," she says with a pretty little pout. "I have had him for as long as I can remember." "He looks like it," I laugh. "Hey," she playfully slaps me on the leg. "You leave Bear Bear alone. He is my oldest and best friend."