Grumpy Bear

Hello Jason! I had found this image on a site of open-source images without a copyright or original source listed, but unfortunately it was brought to my attention that it is licensed, so I've had to remove it. I'll try to put together something just as impressive from my own photo sources!

Ezekiel, Joel, and Jacob pulled up to the gate in the high wall around the massive mansion. “This must be the place,” Joel said, “I don’t think there are any other mansions this size for a hundred miles.” He leaned out the window and pressed the button on the intercom. “No solicitors,” the box replied with a curt voice, and then went silent. Joel gave the other two bears in the car a look, and then leaned out the window again. He pressed and held the intercom button. “E

“I think we can assume that Christopher’s destination is Mount Savage and his Papa’s mansion.” Gunnar said, addressing Ezekiel, Mike, Joel and Jacob. Gone were Axel, Thomas, and Sam who had taken ten additional bears from the camp and had gone back to Hacker Valley along with Alpha Nelson and Xander to confirm that all was clear and release the rest of the pack from the fallout shelter. “If we draw a line on the map from Brian’s village to Hacker Valley, and then continue that line north,

Please note that Archibald Arnold was a real human in history who began an industrial empire in the town of Mount Savage, Maryland. However, unlike this story, the real Archibald Arnold died in 1822.

Thomas rose at sunrise and walked out of the bedroom he shared with Sam into the hallway. He opened the door to the guest room a crack and peeked at his lycan guests. They were in the room with the bunk beds, and both Nelson and Xander remained asleep, Nelson on the top bunk and Xander below as befitting their rank. He trudged down the stairs to the kitchen to start the coffee going, but the aroma of a freshly brewed pot hit his nostrils when he was only halfway down. He turned the corne

“Has anybody seen Axel?” Rusty-Pete called out to the bears beginning to crawl out of their tents and stretch in the early-morning sun. “It’s our turn to cook breakfast, and I haven’t seen hide nor hair of him since last night.” Gunnar was just stepping out of Ezekiel’s tent, holding the flap open for the old bear and giving him a peck on the cheek. “I think when we find my cub, Mike, we’ll find Axel,” Gunnar said with a grin. “Till then I’ll pitch in with breakfast. That seems to be

It was the morning lull at Papa Bear’s Diner. The in-between hours when the breakfast crowd had already eaten and gone, and the lunch crowd had not yet arrived. Joshua and a couple other retired regulars sat around the counter gossiping and drinking coffee when the door opened, and four enormous men walked in. They looked like bikers, and indeed, they had arrived on motorcycles just a minute earlier. They were dressed similarly, in leather pants, biker boots, t-shirts and leather vests. The

Here is an image from an ancient Turkish manuscript, circa 1121 AD. The top picture is a "dababbi", a half-man, half-bear. The bottom picture is a "dabaghi", half-wolf, half-hyena.

“I don’t understand, Papa” Mike said sternly. “You never told me before that a werebear could breed a non-kindred and turn him into a monster.” They were in the office in the back of the diner. Thomas had called Gunnar on his cell phone in the middle of the breakfast rush, and Gunnar had quickly pulled Mike aside so that they could discuss the situation with Thomas in private. “I never mentioned it Cub,” Gunnar replied, “Because doing so would be unthinkable. You know the time and ca

“Surprise!” Thomas shouted, pulling the tarp off the heap of rusty metal. “Happy anniversary, Cub. I hope you like it.” Sam did a walk-around and he looked up at his Papa with a grin. “Papa, do you know what this is?” Sam asked with barely contained excitement in his voice. “Of course I do,” Thomas replied. “This was my car years ago. I bought it new in 1955. I want to know if you know what this is.” “It’s a 1955 Ford Thunderbird convertible!” Sam exclaimed. “This was yo

I hope you've enjoyed this two chapter teaser for Savage Beasts, the second story in the Werebears in America series. It may be a couple days or more before I am far enough ahead in the writing to begin posting new chapters every day, so be sure to follow this story to receive updates when the new chapters post! In the meantime, I'll leave you with a picture of the sign hanging above Gunnar and Mike's restaurant...

The five am alarm went off on the bedside table. Mike reached over automatically with a big hairy arm and banged his hand against the top of the clock until he finally hit the right button to make the noise go away. He rolled over and snuggled up against Gunnar’s broad back and pressed his morning erection into the cleft of his Papa’s ass. “Mornin’ Cub,” Gunnar said with a yawn. “You plannin’ on doing somethin’ with that pole of yours, or is that just your way of saying ‘Good morning, Pa

Chapter 1 of the next story in the "Werebears in America" series is off to an extremely dark start! I don't want to leave you hanging on such a dark note, so I'll post chapter 2 now as well to give you a teaser of what's ahead.

Christopher scrolled through the gay dating app on his phone, looking at the list of available men to choose from. There were so many men putting revealing photos of themselves online in apps these days, like objects for sale in a department store catalog. Men desperate and lonely, many simply seeking someone to share their bed for a night, and others hoping that the app would be their place to find that special someone. Christopher scanned their photos quickly as his phone screen scrolled, r

Humans must be kindred and have the dormant genetic code in order to be turned into a werebear. But, what happens if a werebear tries to turn a non-kindred human? And, what happens if that werebear tries to create an entire army of half human, half bear monsters to exact revenge on the secret lycan community? It will take an army of noble werebears to stop his evil plans and fight back.

Three bears and four wolves climbed aboard the flatbed behind the rainbow-painted semi as the truck prepared to pull into their spot in the Chicago Pride parade. “I’m not expecting professional backup dancers like we had with your security team,” Susie said to the bears, “But, try to remember the choreography.” “If you forget,” Lupita interrupted, “Just shake your big bear ass or bounce your package at the crowd and they won’t know the difference.” Gunnar, Mike and Thomas nodded a

Also note that Trophy Cub is now listed as Book 1 in the "Werebears in America" series: Book 2 is currently in the works, and when I have enough chapters finished to give me a head start, I'll start publishing. Most likely within the next few days.

This is now the end of the story for Trophy Cub, but stay tuned for a final Epilogue that you won't want to miss!

It was mid-morning when Gunnar and Mike gave Thomas big bear hugs outside the doors to the ticketing counter at the Green Bay International Airport. Thomas rubbed the silver bear bracelet on his wrist and looked at the two of them with a touch of sadness. As eager as he was to get home to his own cabin in the mountains and take care of any necessary repairs after it sat empty for half a year, he was still going to miss his friends, old and new. “Now don’t go getting all sappy on me, littl

I wanted the Lycan Council to be located in Canada rather than the US, and I wanted them to be in a good-sized city very close to the Rocky Mountains. Calgary fit the bill, and just seems like it would be a place that lycans would love to be.

The three bears struck a defensive posture, but they were outnumbered. Forty wolves charged at them as one, and while they were each able to knock down the first few that came at them, eventually each bear was overwhelmed as they were piled upon by dozens of lycans. Now, Gunnar, Thomas, and Mike kneeled in a line in the grass surrounded by the pack of male wolves, waiting for the instructions of their Alpha to either bind them and haul them to the vans, or rip them to pieces. The males ca

I'm a self-described "bear" and the fiction that I'm writing here will be mostly focused on werebears to contrast the multitude of werewolf/wolf lycan fiction out there. I thought through all of the pop-culture bears out there since my childhood in the early 70's to see if there was one bear that I could connect with as a mascot and username. "Grumpy Bear" from the Care Bears was the logical choice. I'm what you get if Grumpy Bear actually grew up into an adult grizzly bear.

That actually should be the role of the Enforcer in a normal pack, but with the isolationist nature of these separatist packs, there isn't as much planning or strategy to be done, so the role becomes more of a head-of-security. Kane knows that Nick is a big, dumb idiot, but to the rest of the pack, Nick is that "General" who is the Alpha's ranking officer. Kane is using the Enforcer role as a means to hide his sins. The fact that Nick doesn't quite live up to what the role of the Enforcer should be is probably the reason that the pack has had so much trouble since first encountering Gunnar. They don't really have that "General" that they need to form an effective defense or attack; Kane and Bart have had to pick up Nick's slack. It is most likely the reason why Kane pitted Bart and Nick against each other back in the Estrus Moon tournament. Nick is useful to him for many things, but Kane doesn't consider a homosexual moron worthy of breeding a new generation of pups!

Here's my thought on Nick and his relationship with the Alpha... Yes, Nick is indeed dumb as a sack of rocks. The issue is that the Alpha himself is secretly gay, and he knows that Nick is as well. The best way for him to sate his urges and also keep his secret from the rest of the pack is to make the big, dumb, musclebound idiot his officer to keep him loyal and close. Nick couldn't be a Beta, because that requires too much brainpower, so the logical choice was for Nick to be Kane's Enforcer. All brawn, no brains. Whenever the pack would have a human pet, the Alpha could feed his sexual hunger in the "proper" way, but the pets usually never lived as long as Mike. Mike's continuing existence and the Alpha's obsession with him has turned the big, dumb Enforcer into a jealous monster. As for Nick being able to make the connection that the third werebear = human Mike, we can safely assume that Nick has never encountered the before and after appearances of a changed human, and Mike's new appearance isn't causing the brain cells in Nick's head to fire just yet. Now that Kane is here, that may soon change...