Novels by Teddy Bear

The white horse stopped at Greenland blue sea, then Arthur jumped down, carried Isobel on his shoulder. He hurried to the river, speeding on the beach, and then into the water till he reach where he sinks with Isobel. Helen and Vivian hurried there with a horse. Helen jumped down and screamed. “My brother.” Vivian jumped down and hold Helen not to take a step. “They will come back.” Helen hugged her, then wept. “I’m scared. Please let’s save my brother.” “Trust me, Jane, they will come out alive,” Vivian said Helen looked back, walked to the beach, and sit, then Vivian walked to her side, and sit, too. Watching the sea as they do in Greenland city.

Isobel POV It starts with the noise of guns and the snorts of horses. I raised my head, horses fell, John’s men had been shot. Blood floats out of their heads. John commanded his guards at the back to attack. Scorpion darted here and said, “Boss, we didn’t see who’s shooting.” John raised his eyebrows. His lips move, but no word dropped. Fear appeared in Scorpion’s face. “He would soon kill them. Let’s run for our life.” John jumped down, take out his gun, and pulled me out of the cart. And then raised his voice. “Stop shooting.” Everywhere was silent, and his guards looked back as he was pushing me to the front. Puzzled, they glanced around when they heard no-shoot from Jack again.

Isobel POV Horses snorted out as an enormous door was opened before us. I close my eyes as the sunny light glistened in my eyes from the sky. And before us, John’s guards’ line in the group of horses with different weapons shining in their hands. They all wore cowboy hats and boots. John whispered at my side. “Since you tell me the truth, I won’t kill you. I will let you go back to the sea in peace, but I will kill Arthur today.” I closed my eyes as the breeze darted dust into my eyes. I can’t clean it for John had tied my hands with a strong robe. And after a while, slowly, I opened my eyes but at first, my sight looks blurred and then clear. John looked away, grinned, and his thoughts float to me. “She would have blamed herself for telling me where Jack is. Why did she close her eyes? Did she see another vision?” &n

Isobel POV Having suffered from John’s wickedness since the time I woke, he had pounced me several times for a reason that I caused everything from the beginning. Here, I got nothing to do than to cry in pain, for I had a limit of defensive power on the ground, but he can’t dare to do face to me in the sea. I suffered for love, for it worth suffering for, but John’s punishment makes me feel like it doesn’t. And here, it seemed it was a mistake to meet Arthur and even a great mistake to fall in love with him. But in every pain, in every blood that comes of my pain; my body always makes me feel more love for Arthur, and then I can’t be convinced anymore that love is not worth suffering for. It’s worth dying for too, and it’s not a mistake that I meet Arthur. John had sworn in Melusine’s name that I won’t get the chanc

In Greenland Village, North America. Walking under the cool sky, Helen and Vivian glanced about the market, watching every face, searching for Arthur and Isobel, and John. They had left the city with new clothes, bags, guns, and phones. Here, everyone stared at them, for they look strange. And Helen wondered if she can remember someone here. Vivian rubbed her stomach. “I’m hungry.” Helen pointed to a woman selling meat pie. “Let’s go there.” She held Vivian’s hand, hurrying there. The air filled with smoke. And Helen pointed to the biggest meat pie. “We want two.” “It won’t satisfy you, pretty girl,” the merchant said, “why can’t you buy five?”<

Isobel POV John walked into the Melusine’s prison, his clothes had been saturated with blood. I woke Helen and Vivian, who had laid their heads on my lap and had slept in this hot, rotten prison where blood stained the floor. Last night, John’s men brought us food, but we had ignored it. Although Helen and Vivian were hungry, how can they eat the enemies’ food here? They had killed all the girls we met here and had sacrificed their blood to the Melusine, which had made Helen and Vivian felt uneasy, but they endured the fear, and stay quiet. Now, Helen and Vivian sit up beside me and we watched John watching us with a grin on his face. And beyond, a noise darted here, it was from the Melusine’s room. Maybe she was killing the innocent women; the virgin, the girls who their parents were expecting at home.

“I can’t be his friend,” Stella said.Augustus then slammed his fist on the table. “Why did you prefer to be useless? Do you remember how passionately we want to connect our company to the Golden Hernandez?”“Do you want to sell me away?” she asked.“You are so wicked. I lost my wife because of you. If she’s still alive, do you think we would ask you for help?” Augustus asked.Stella looked away. Tears filled her eyes as his father’s words opened old scars in her heart.“Be gentle with her, Augustus. Maybe she hasn’t understood the friendship Larry wants. I will gladly explain what she might not understand,” old Mrs. Morrison said.She then looked at Stella, who was wiping her tears.“Larry rarely has friends. His parents were surprised and paid our remaining debt. Larry won’t stop you from having any boyfriend you want, and he won’t try to control you-”“He is trying to control me already. I don’t want to be his friend,” Stella cuts in.“Just tell me why. Do you want to be ungrateful

Stella’s phone rang on the stool as she returned from the washroom. She didn’t bother to check the caller, for she knew it was Travis calling. What Travis did that night angered her, and the worst was when a guy who called himself Larry approached her and asked for her number. She ignored Larry, but he kept annoying her. “I have a boyfriend,” she had said.He pointed to his car. “I’ve been observing you from there. Are you waiting for your disrespectful boyfriend, who has been keeping you waiting for an hour? Well, I don’t want to be your boyfriend. I just want to be your friend. Please give me your number. We should know ourselves better.”“Please leave me alone.”“I am rich. You can’t afford to lose me.”“Did I need your money? Get out of my sight.” Stella walked away before dialing Travis’s number. She shouted at him and hung the call. But when Larry was still walking towards her, she entered the cab and left.She wasn’t aware Larry was following her with his car until she got h

Once Travis and Donna got to the corridor, Melissa, his mother, hugged him and shed tears. Travis held the urge to burst into loud tears and dropped them one by one. “It’s okay, Mom.”He hugged his dad, too, and followed them home after they discharged him after the doctor’s test.Donna brought him a coffee and held another one in her left hand. “Thank you,” Travis said.“You don’t need to thank me. Anyway, this is the last drink I would share with you.”“No. We would meet again. Trust me.”Donna smiled and gave Travis a high five. “I trust you.”The old Mr. Hernandez brought a photographer to give them many shots before Charles traveled with Melissa and Donna.Travis agreed to snap pictures with his parents and Donna, but he didn’t agree to snap a picture with Granny.The old Mr. Hernandez let out a heavy sigh and said, “It is fine. Since you were all happy. I would be happy.”Donna snapped many pictures with Travis and forced him to carry her before they snapped another one.“If y

Can ghosts laugh, too? Travis stared at them and could read disappointment on Donna’s face.Donna faced Charles and Melissa. “Why is he running away from us?”“Can you please excuse me for some time? I want to explain everything to Travis alone,” the old Mr. Hernandez said. He then gave Charles a I-don’t-want this-little-girl-know-about-this sort of look.Melissa grabbed Donna’s hand. “Let’s go.”“Again?” Donna asked. “Are we leaving Travis alone again? I’m not going anywhere.”“Travis would join you soon. Trust me,” the old Mr. Hernandez said. He then winked at Donna.“I don’t trust you, but I will stay at the door.” She pointed to her eyes with two fingers and then to Granny’s. “My eyes are watching you.”Charles and Melissa held themselves from laughing in that serious moment and followed Donna out.Once the door was closed, the old Mr. Hernandez looked at Travis and didn’t know where to start. Confusion was lingering on Travis’s face. “Please sit down,” he said.“With a ghost?” T

Travis quickly struggled into the kitchen to eat rice and struggled to open the fridge. Looking for something for strength. His arms and legs shook, and so did his lips. He quickly held fridge as the room bent in his eyes. With force, he went back to the sitting room and picked up his phone. He clicked it, but the phone was faulty and didn't work, no matter how hard he tried. Is he going to die for real? He could only think, but he couldn’t talk. This moment demands he use remaining vigor, open exit so guards provide saving. He made it to the gate, but opening it became another problem. And the worst was that he couldn’t shout.If the Grand System were a person, and if Travis could survive this suffering, he would forever retaliate. “Travis, can you hear me? It is Donna, your lovely sister. Travis!!!”Travis didn’t know where the loud voice was coming from, but he was sure it was coming from heaven since he knew his sister had died with his parents.“Travis!! I miss you. Please,

Travis showered and wore his old clothes before moving out. As he opened the gate, he saw many bodyguards standing at his gate. “Young master,” one said. And everyone bowed down to him.Travis looked around. CEO Douglass and Uncle Warren weren’t there. Then why are they here? It baffled him because he doesn’t hire a security guard. So he asked them, “Why are you here?”“It is a command from the old Mr. Hernandez, sir. He wants you to be under excellent protection,” one said.“I want you all to leave here. I don’t need any protection.”The bodyguard knelt, and the rest did the same. “It is a command we cannot disobey. Please, we need to follow you anywhere you are going, too.”Travis became worried. What sort of nonsense is this? If they followed him, Stella would know who he was. He stepped back in and closed the gate, heading towards the room. He sat in the sitting room, praying that the old Mr. Morrison to catch Stella before she sneaked out. After thirty minutes, he received a c