Grumpy Bear

It's funny, because I knew what was going to happen in this chapter, and I know what's going to happen 2 chapters from now, but I have no clue yet what happens in between to tie them together. I guess I'll just have to start writing and let it flow and see what happens!

Mike walked down Mission Street, looking around nervously. This wasn’t the best neighborhood he’d seen so far in San Francisco, and if he didn’t know that there were 20 werebears watching his back and converging on this location, he’d be worried that he wouldn’t get out of this situation without some poor human thinking that he would be an easy target for a mugging. He stopped outside of the El Capitan Hotel and took a deep breath. He pulled out his phone and called Gunnar. “Hey Papa

Hi @raven1! I'm so glad you've enjoyed reading this story and leaving such wonderful comments. Just a quick clarification- Although Mike is a lighter-furred brown bear, he technically isn't a Kodiak, who are much larger. He's a grizzly, just like his Papa, Gunnar. The reason this distinction is so important is because there is a Kodiak werebear who has been introduced in the story, who will be playing a much larger role as the series progresses, and in addition to size differences there are differences in personality and temperament that also distinguish the Kodiaks from the Grizzlies! Keep reading! I think you'll like what lies ahead. --Grumpy 💙

I think that Papa bears are just having a good time teasing their human crewmates. Seeing how far they can push the boundaries until they crack. As far as anyone knows they're just a fishing crew from Wisconsin who enjoy getting naked and having an orgy on the boat every day after lunch!

Captain Ron strode across the wharf at 5:45 am sipping a coffee and thinking about his fishing strategy for the morning. He looked ahead at the gangplank and was pleased to see Siku ready and waiting with the Ship’s Cat once again perched on his shoulder. As he grew nearer, he noticed that there were five huge men waiting with him, each nearly the size of Siku himself. What the shorter ones lacked in height, they made up for in broad muscle. “Good morning, Papa Bear” the captain said che

Shivay sat in his car early Monday morning just down the street from Siku’s house. He was in a spot where he was sure the bear couldn’t see him, and when he left his driveway would be headed in the opposite direction to get to work at Fisherman’s Wharf. His mother had warned him not to speak or interact with the bear when he returned to claim his computer and clothing, simply wait for him to leave, collect his things, and go. He would head straight to work from here. He would have to

Thank you all for BEAR-ing with me during my long hiatus. I started this chapter back in November of last year, but set it aside until just this last week. I probably wont be able to maintain the chapter-a-day pace I had prior to my hiatus, but I will endeavor to get at least 2 or 3 chapters published per week. Enjoy!

Siku woke to the sound of his phone ringing on the nightstand. He felt the empty space in the bed next to him where Shivay had occupied until last night and frowned unhappily. He reached across the bed and picked up his phone. It was Gunnar. “Hello,” he said after tapping the screen to answer. “Hey Siku,” Gunnar said. “I hope it’s not too early there on the West coast, I wanted to check in with you to see how things were going there at the house and with the new job.” “The hous

It really became a bit of a viscous cycle over time. The first month was really all about my new job consuming my time and energy, but the longer that I stayed away from writing and this site, the more guilty I felt about abandoning the 5th story in mid-stream. The more guilty I felt, the more I dreaded coming back to finish, worrying what people were thinking of me. I tried to push it out of my mind, but the character of Siku kept intruding into my thoughts, begging me to overcome my own personal issues and finish his story.

Hey all, After a long, LONG hiatus, I'm back. Long story short, it was a combination of... Starting a new job which required all of my attention and energy for several months. I love the new company for which I'm managing project work, and I've had to do a crash-course in learning the Radiology field in order to stay up to speed with the work that I've been doing. It has been a pretty intense half of a year. Also, when I left I did fully intend to finish the Worlds Apart story and continue the Werebears in America series, but was dismayed at the sudden flood of negative feedback I received at the cliffhanger point where I left the story. I know that it was a pretty dramatic, graphic and dark twist on the tale, having our hero unwittingly host a party where the attendees were bears who have lost their way, and had paid for the opportunity to rape his weretiger love and potential mate. I had to put the relationship in jeopardy, and it took a major, horrific physical attack to sever the bond between the main characters, temporarily or permanent. However, upon finishing my training week, and seeing the outrage over the state of the story, it made me extremely sad, and I just couldn't bear to pick it back up for a long time. I just got back from a family reunion, and was talking to several family members about the writing that I had done last year. Out of interest, I got back onto the site anonymously, and re-read all four of my first stories, start-to-finish. Today, I logged back into the site for the first time in many months, and realized that people did miss me and my stories, and it has given me hope that finishing the incomplete story might be worthwhile after all. Give me a week or two to pick up the writing where I left off, and I'll see if I can't raise our beloved werebear and wolf-lycan crew from the dead! Thanks, -Grumpy 💙

Hey all, After a long, LONG hiatus, I'm back. Long story short, it was a combination of... Starting a new job which required all of my attention and energy for several months. I love the new company for which I'm managing project work, and I've had to do a crash-course in learning the Radiology field in order to stay up to speed with the work that I've been doing. It has been a pretty intense half of a year. Also, when I left I did fully intend to finish the Worlds Apart story and continue the Werebears in America series, but was dismayed at the sudden flood of negative feedback I received at the cliffhanger point where I left the story. I know that it was a pretty dramatic, graphic and dark twist on the tale, having our hero unwittingly host a party where the attendees were bears who have lost their way, and had paid for the opportunity to rape his weretiger love and potential mate. I had to put the relationship in jeopardy, and it took a major, horrific physical attack to sever the bond between the main characters, temporarily or permanent. However, upon finishing my training week, and seeing the outrage over the state of the story, it made me extremely sad, and I just couldn't bear to pick it back up for a long time. I just got back from a family reunion, and was talking to several family members about the writing that I had done last year. Out of interest, I got back onto the site anonymously, and re-read all four of my first stories, start-to-finish. Today, I logged back into the site for the first time in many months, and realized that people did miss me and my stories, and it has given me hope that finishing the incomplete story might be worthwhile after all. Give me a week or two to pick up the writing where I left off, and I'll see if I can't raise our beloved werebear and wolf-lycan crew from the dead! Thanks, -Grumpy 💙

I will try to see if I can knock out another chapter or two in my hotel room at night! I'm going to be spending most of the time at the University of Miami Medical Center training on radiology IT systems for my upcoming project work. Miami is a short drive from where I live, but being a business trip, it will require a 3-night hotel stay, which is kind of a bonus.

Sorry to leave you on a cliffhanger, but I will be on a business trip for work for the next four days, and will not have any spare time to write during that time. If all goes well, I will be able to pick back up where Siku, Shivay and Charlie left off by next Friday or Saturday, so stay tuned!

There was an insistent pounding at the door, and Siku looked over at Shivay as they lounged on the couch in the den. They had spent a relaxing day off together, most of it down in the cove, nude, swimming in the chilly waters and sunning themselves on the sand. They ran down the stairs quickly to the door as the pounding continued and opened it to find Colt standing on their stoop with a grin on his bearded face, wearing a pair of faded jeans and a loose pullover hoodie. “You two read

Okay, this is the first I'm introducing this concept into the stories, so it is the start of the breadcrumbs. Something in the future, maybe a few years, maybe a hundred or a thousand is going to go down. If Siku and Shivay do not come together as a Mated couple in the here and now, the subsequent series of events will be significantly altered to such a degree that it will bring about an end to the old gods forever and rain destruction upon the hidden lycan world. In sci-fi analogies, there is the time traveler who goes back to the time of the dinosaurs and accidentally steps on a butterfly. When he returns to his own time, he finds that this seemingly innocent mistake has changed the future and he comes home to a completely different world. Whether or not Siku and Shivay are able to reconcile is the key event that has repercussions for the Fate of All.

It is indeed Freyja who is visiting Charlie in her dreams, but don't look too hard for a Kaarel in mythology, because she isn't there. Kaarel is simply Charlie's "secret name" known only to the Vanir and Æsir. She is a modern-day being and has been placed in the path Siku's life to provide influence; to nudge him in the directions that Fate has intended.

I think we can view the intensity of Shivay's work this week as a means of escapism. He has a big decision to make, and despite finding true love, he faces losing most of his family in return, so for several hours a day, he is able to block everything else out and simply throw himself into his job. His work will most likely find a more natural pace once the turmoil is over.

When I'm not writing, I'm actually a Project Manager for an international medical technology company. As I was writing this, all I could think was that Shivay would be the star of my dream team!

Siku slept-in on Friday morning, and Shivay got up on his own to begin work at six-thirty. He made a cup of coffee and went into his office, to check his morning email and daily workload. To his surprise, he discovered that the Project Manager had removed Gandira from the project schedule completely and had reallocated the resources with Shivay as the sole software engineer assigned to the project. He knew that any bonus that would be awarded for the success of the project following t

After I gave up pretending that I could be straight if I tried hard enough, and split with my ex-wife, I soon took my boyfriend (now husband) on a trip to meet my parents for a weekend. They were kind and polite to him, and at one point, my dad managed to get my boyfriend alone with him in the den. My husband tells me that my dad asked him one question... "Do you love him?" And my husband answered... "With all my heart." From that moment, he was accepted, and a member of the family.

Siku woke when the alarm went of at five o’clock, and he quickly turned it off, extracting himself from between Shivay and Charlie and padding silently to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day. When he emerged fifteen minutes later with a towel draped across his shoulders, the bed was empty, and he detected the smell of turkey bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen below. He smiled and strode through to the closet to put on his fishing pants and a turtleneck sweater over his cust

Siku’s first day on the fishing boat was a dream come true. As much as he loved being on the boat out on Lake Michigan in Sturgeon Bay, he never imagined how much more he would enjoy working on a trawler in the Pacific. He was the greenhorn on the boat, and he accepted that. When he arrived at six, his crewmates regarded Charlie, sitting proudly upon his shoulder almost reverently. However, as soon as the Ship’s Cat was secure at her post in the front window of the pilothouse, the crew b

Shivay mentioned in Chapter 8 that he works in Mountain View in Silicon Valley for one of the Big Tech giants. You can... ahem... Google that to see the name of the biggest tech giant in that town.

Siku sat in the California Coastal Seafood office across a desk from his new Captain. The man was in his mid-fifties and was the epitome of a grizzled sea dog. He had a few days’ worth of beard stubble on his creased and lined face, and he wore a black navy watch cap and gray wool turtleneck sweater with his fishing bib pants and rubber boots. Charlie sat on Siku’s shoulder as usual, and the captain scrutinized the animal. “You have good references from your previous captain, and the

Siku heard the car pull into the driveway a half minute before hearing the knock at the main door. Charlie ran to the door with excitement and began scratching at it with her claws, but Siku maintained a more casual pace as he walked from the kitchen into the foyer. “Charlie!” Siku whispered, “Play it cool! Don’t look too eager!” Charlie composed herself and leapt onto the long table next to the door, casually cleaning her face. “Good girl,” Siku commented before taking a deep b