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.

Augustus shed tears of joy as he leaned his back on the wall of Private Key bank. He went there to confirm his account balance because he thought he might have received a fake alert from the unknown master.The notification he received didn't show the master's name or account number. All he saw was 95 billion dollars.Augustus had thought he would never forgive Liam and Mrs. Morrison, but the happiness that was flowing within him made him forget the pain of how they treated him badly.If not for old Mrs. Morrison, who took everything he owned, the master might not make him a billionaire.Augustus called the private number back but it failed. He then went to the restaurant to have a good meal and then used the opportunity to relax and think of what he would use the money for.The first thought that crossed his mind was of his daughter. He must take her out of Mrs. Morrison's house so that he can show her love he failed to do since her childhood.Days went by and weeks went by. Liam tri

After getting home and relaxing for some moments, Mr. Williams checked his wristwatch and rose as Stella offered Mrs. Morrison a herbal tea.“I will be going home now. I have an important meeting to attend.”“Thank you very much, Mr. Williams, for being there for me on bad days. I appreciate it. God will repay you in abundance,” Mrs. Morrison said.Mr. Williams smiled. “You are always welcome.”The moment Mr. William left, Mrs. Morrison started the topic with Master.“Augustus, what are you hiding from me? Which master are you?”Augustus sighed. If he says the truth, who would believe the truth anyway? What is the point of saying it?“Mom is talking to you, Augustus,” Liam added.“I’m not the master that Mr. Lucian is talking about,” Augustus said.“Then you might have some connection with that master,” Mrs. Morrison asked.“I don't want to be repeating myself, Mom. I cannot hide from you.”“The way you show courage at Mr. Lucian’s company depends on someone or something,” Liam said.

Augustus frowned as he knelt before Mr. Lucian and said nothing.He can only force himself to knee, but can't force himself to beg. He had made up his mind that Mr. Lucian deserved the punishment for beating Chloe.“I expect you guys to support me. He deserves it and we shouldn't care. I'm not afraid and won't beg him,” Augustus said and rose.“We're not here to spoil his things. He had every right to take us to jail now. The only thing we can do is to find the money,” Mr. William said.“We won't find any money, and he must release Granny now,” Augustus said and looked more aggressive.“Calm down please, Dad,” Stella said.“I don't have time for rubbish people. What I said is what I will stand on. I will not release Mrs. Morrison till he pays $3,000,000. In fact…” He pointed to Stella while looking at his other security men. “Take his daughter too and send the rest out of my company. I don't want to see any of them except if he comes with my money. And I have increased the amount to $

Chloe slightly opened her eyes on the hospital bed and was transfixed by the faces of her family sitting beside her."She has woken." Liam, the only person who didn't sleep last night, swiftly rubbed his eyes. He relaxed his shoulders on the chair and took a deep breath. He had been watching the rising breath of his daughter since last night to be sure she was alive and, at the same time, was furious about what Mr. Lucian did to her.Old Mrs. Morrison opened her eyes ajar and stopped Liam from grappling with Chloe's hand. "I understand your feelings, but let her rest."Liam then hugged Mrs. Morrison and sobbed like a small child. "Mr. Lucian is so wicked. I thank God my daughter hasn't married him. He is going to regret it. He would die in prison."Others were woken by Liam's mourning voices and were relieved to see Chloe sitting up."This isn't the right moment to cry," Mr. Williams said as he checked his wristwatch. "Now she is fine, what should we do next?"Old Mrs. Morrison looked

Chloe wore a blue gown early in the morning and went to Travis's door, knocking. "Open the door, Travis." She gave Travis a rate-me sort of smile as he opened the door. Travis widened his eyebrows. "Hey. You are so beautiful like a morning glow." Chloe hissed. "I want you to tell me I am ugly. I want to fail. Give me ten minutes." She hurried back to her room and changed into a black skirt and white top. She knocked on Travis's door again. "How do I look now?" Travis took a deep sigh. "Don't you look in the mirror?" "Just tell me how I look." "I won't lie. You become more pretty." "Two minutes please." Chloe went back to her room. She wore her vest, jeans, and cap, looking like a tomboy. The moment Travis saw her coming, he burst into laughter. And without asking how she looked, she took Travis's laughter as a way of telling her she was ugly. But no, Travis wanted to tell her to wear the first blue gown because the vest revealed more of her alluring face. Stella went to Trav

The Morrison family gathered to talk about their huge debts and about bringing Mr. Lucian back."The first solution is to send Travis away," Liam said."I don't see anything wrong with what Travis did. He hadn't collected any salary. He can't afford new clothes. I'm sorry to say the problem was Mr. Lucian himself. He wanted to use the opportunity to marry your daughter. He is too old for her," Augustus said. Liam, who sees this as an opportunity to have a strong connection with Mr. Lucian hated what Augustus said last. But he had to hold himself from going against Augustus in the presence of his children so that they wouldn't detect his hidden motive. Liam then kept quiet. It's not because he didn't know what to say, but because he didn't want to say too much so that his plan wouldn't be ruined by Augustus.Old Mrs. Morrison focused on her breathing as instructed by one yoga teacher to reduce stressful thoughts. "Are we here to argue?" Old Mrs. Morrison asked."I explained what he