Your Cross To Bear Novels & Stories

'Those that can’t do, teach. “No, they don't. If you're strong enough to break the chain, that is”. Sanz whispers as he lifts my hands to his lips and presses a light kiss on each palm. Little butterflies start to flutter around in my stomach and I remove my hands from his grasp. “Let's touch wood and pray that Ryder is strong-willed then.” I run my fingers through my hair and look towards his empty table. My poor little Care Bear. I truly hope you are okay.

If it wasn’t for Carrie who pulled her to her feet, she would have been crushed under the hissing and roaring battle between the vampire and the bear. "Run you two." The bear said. The vampire used his moment of distraction to run full force into the bear, hitting him to the ground. The vampire then ran towards Hayley and Carrie, but by that time, they have already crossed back to their territory. "He's not chasing us." Hayley said. “That’s because he can’t cross the border." Carrie said. "Go you two!" The bear yelled, before rearing up on its hind legs then sunk his teeth into the vampire, who gave a cry.

This basically also plays into the no vengeance or recourse allowed rule. The last thing I know about being a Bridge is that when you manifest the bridge for someone, what they are receiving on the other side, automatically puts the negative burden into the Bridge, and is placed on the person who creates the bridges, a.k.a. the Bridge. For example, every man I unknowingly was a magical matchmaker to (I had laid a bridge to their mate), I was left with pain of not finding my mate, and/or suffered extreme heartbreak, depression, etc. Another example is when I have bridged someone to financial prosperity, I received sudden loss to my finances. Why in the hell would anyone choose to be a bridge?

He let out a breath he seemed to have been holding and sat back. “Get ready. We’re leaving now.” He stood abruptly and began pulling on his travel clothes. Outside the tent, it was still dark. The only light came from a sliver of the moon hanging low in the dawn sky, casting long, skeletal shadows across the camp. “Are you sure we should leave yet?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. “Yes. We have to cross the Fire Crossroad before night falls. Remember the Land of the Lone Wolves I told you about? We can’t be caught there in the dark.”

Therefore, it could easily make the giant bear follow Darryl's instructions. Osram felt embarrassed under the giant bear's constant attacks. Soon, his accomplices sprang into action. They were ready to help Osram control the giant bear, but it was too strong and powerful. Those bandits were helpless even when they worked together. "Hey!" Suddenly, Darryl smiled and said, "If you don't want to be crushed to death by that giant bear, then apologize to Miss Thea now." F*ck! Osram heard Darryl, and he reacted by glaring at Darryl. "Was that you?"

Sara crosses her arm over her chest reeling over all that I said. "it makes sense when you put it like that, but you should have let me give a piece of my fury to that blind jerk." she huffs and puffs her chest. This day might just be an interesting one for my girl. I didn't even get the name of the handsome hulk, maybe he'll be the water that calms the blazing flames in my best friend over here.

Third-Person POV Meanwhile, Xavier had his head down as he tended to Tiffany's arm after her allergy flared up. Red rashes covered the entire length of her arm, and she'd even scratched some spots to the point that they were bleeding. Xavier held up a cotton swab, his movements gentle. "Does it hurt?" "A little," she replied. "Hang on a little longer, okay? We're almost done." His phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out and glanced at the screen, noting the message from Serena that read, "Let's break up, Xavier."

“Run!!! Through there. Scale the wall. They’re closing in!!” Wails filled the air as they had grown tired; running for so long would take its toll on anyone most especially children. Some of us knew what we had done to deserve this, others didn’t. I know we don’t have much time but we can only try. Another one has fallen, another caught. Who will save us? HOSEA

" Naomi blinked through her tears, half-understanding, then wrapped her arms around my neck. This time, she buried her face against my shoulder and nuzzled into my neck. "Then… Will you still tell me the story of The Three Little Bears?" "I will," I said softly, patting her gently on the back, my nose tingling. "Just… not every night." She didn't say anything else, just held onto me. I could feel her tiny body gradually ceasing to shake. Off to the side, Willow covered her mouth, tears slipping through her fingers. "Skyler, can you just give me one more chance? Please, just this once…"

The cool evening breeze swept over Riele as she stepped outside Charlotte’s home, her mind still lingering on their conversation. She took a deep breath, letting the crisp air fill her lungs, and climbed into her car. The road ahead was filled with uncertainty, but she had a renewed sense of purpose. There was a fire within her, a fierce determination to see this competition through and come out victorious. The drive back home was quiet, giving her space to reflect. She thought about her mother’s fragile progress, Harry’s silent strength, and Charlotte’s unwavering support. These were her reasons—her anchor points in a world that felt chaotic and ever-changing.