51 Novel(s) Related To Clarke And Lexa Fanfiction

Clara POV As Laura pulled me away I felt a part of me getting sober as she dragged me out of Alexander's room. It felt as if I didn't want to leave him, as if I should spend more time with him. A frown crept on my face like a little child who is denied having candy or ice cream. Now that we are here in this pack, being Alexander's fake wife is not bad after all and at this moment I'm going to enjoy it with him until when he returns to being my arrogant proud bossy boss.

She nodded in agreement with Luna: "Alright, alright, let me go. I’ll treat your injury." Luna sat back down on the bed, the lingering scent of Lucas still hanging in the air, making him wrinkle his nose. “After the treatment… will you stay and sleep with me?” Clar’s heart softened as she gently cupped his face, noticing the heavy dark circles under his eyes. He clearly hadn’t rested well in order to return quickly. Her lips trembled, and without thinking, she leaned forward and kissed his eyelids. “Thank you, Luna.” Luna wasn’t satisfied with just that light touch. He immediately took control, pulling her waist close and pressing his lips firmly to hers,

Chapter 52 "THE CHILD CLARISSA IS CARRYING ISN'T LUCIAN'S!" Mrs Lena stood frozen in place and for a long moment there was silence. She didn't know if she heard wrong as she asked. "What did you just say?" "It's the truth" "Watch what you say, Chloe" snapped Mrs Lena glaring at Chloe. "I'm telling the truth" Chloe replied, wiping away her tears which spilled down her cheeks. "Clarissa is married. She's been living with another man named William for years. Why would she suddenly be carrying Lucian's child?"

The excitement in Lexi's eyes confirmed that she was thinking along the same lines as me. "Will you be alright?" I asked Clay, concerned about leaving him out. He smiled, a gesture of reassurance. "I'm a big boy, Luke. I can handle it," he replied, his tone light but filled with an underlying seriousness. No sooner had Clay left the room than Lexi was on me, straddling my lap, her lips seeking mine in a deep, soul-searching kiss. The sensation of her body pressing against mine sent waves of satisfaction coursing through me. Her movements, rolling her hips against my growing arousal, drew a moan from deep within me.

With no other choice, I called the Beta, Mark Sylvester. The call quickly connected, and I got straight to the point. "Where's Ethan? I need him to contact the healer we used last time. My dad's heart condition has flared up, and he's in emergency care." Mark's voice came back at once, though too polite and cold for my liking. "I'm sorry, Ms. Clarke, but Ms. Stonehart just gave the instructions. She said we're no longer allowed to assist you with any personal matters, including contacting Mr. Thornfield, after you signed the mate bond termination.

“Oh, no. I guess you wouldn’t. You had only seen me two or three times when Brock and I were in school. You were in middle school, I think, when we graduated. I’m Lexi.” Blake took her hand and shook it. “Nice to meet you…again,” he said with a gorgeous smile. “And, I was going into my sophomore year when Brock graduated.” Lexi smiled. Blake had the same wide cheek bones as his older brother. His hair was dark and thick. A woman’s fingers could get lost in that hair. The lights flickered above. “Looks like Brock needs to do that re-wiring sooner rather than later,” Connor said. “Or perhaps the spirits in this house are trying to get our attention,” Nicole mumbled.

Mr Clark said. "We love you Mom and Dad." xander and Harry said and they smiled. << Crimson's residence>> clyde and Lilith arrived home. Lilith went to their room while clyde went to his parents room. clyde opened the door and he met only his father in the room, his expression changed. "You are here, where's Mom?" clyde said. "She went out." Mr crimson said while drinking his alcohol. " Okay, Dad I love to give you a simple advice." clyde said and her father frowned.

Jake spoke. I rolled my eyes. He couldn’t just say thanks and be done with it. “Watch your mouth you’re not Alpha just yet son”. A laugh fell from Jakes lips as he shoved his dad’s shoulder. “Any day now old man”. “Enough of the joking around”. Charlotte sighed. “Now what do you have to tell us?”. Jake grabbed my hand, the biggest, goofiest smile on his face. My grin matched his as I nodded. “Leah’s pregnant”.

I closed my eyes before hugging her tightly. "I'm sure the Moon Goddess will not mate you up with me, Clair. I'm sure of that. You're too special." I swallowed more before I added. "But just in case, then this big bad Alpha will help you get over the pain. I won't let me hurt you, princess." ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Jake - 17 years old Clair - 12 years old JAKE

I nodded once again, bracing myself for their reaction. "So what happened next? How does that have anything to do with Chloe?" Luke pressed, his eyes searching mine for answers. "Jax threatened not to allow the doctor to treat Lia if Chloe refused to follow him to his pack," I revealed, the words hanging heavy in the air. Gasps and murmurs filled the room as they processed the gravity of the situation. Their eyes turned to me, pleading for answers. "So what happened next? What did you do? And where's Chloe? Please tell me she didn't go with Jax," Luke pleaded, his voice filled with both worry and hope.

“I was not sure if you would risk it. You know, with you always calculating and all. But I can't blame you, you are a lover boy.” I stood tall, even with chains cutting into my skin. “You called me. I answered, now let us make this quick, so we would all leave here. Where's Lexi?” That wiped the smirk off his face for half a second, replaced by a flicker of surprise at my bluntness. Then he chuckled low, leaning back. “Straight to the point, as always. But you will have to be patient. She is… occupied at the moment.” Kiran stepped forward, grinning like he had been waiting for this moment all his life. “You won’t recognize her when you see her again. Clara has plans. Beautiful, terrible plans. By the time the ritual ends, Lexi will belong to her.”

Velma suggested. Valko let his wolf take some control but not all. His eyes zeroed in on the red-headed beauty that was trying to whine on the man in the corner. “Who is that?” He demanded, pointing over to where Clarke was trying to throw it back on Lazarus. His wolf wouldn’t take his eyes off her. He wanted to go to her and do nasty, sexy things to her. “That’s Clarke, one of Miranda’s best friends. Why?” Velma inquired.

Liam knew, though, there was nothing peaceful about what he was going through, not with all the constant beeping and wheezing of the machines working overtime to keep him comfortable and the tons of tubes attached to him. He leaned over and kissed his forehead. Clarke opened his eyes. "There he is–" He said in a weak voice and tried to point a frail finger at him. At that moment Liam would have given anything to hear his strong, roaring voice, the same one he'd used earlier to back him into a corner. "You are such an old fool," Liam whispered. "I guess you take after me then," Clarke shot back, and they both laughed tearfully. "We are going to fix you," Liam said with conviction. "We'll beat this, and you'll come back stronger. I need you to come back and kick my butt and question all the decisions I make for Anderson Logistics."

Clara yelled back. Alex looked at them with no motion. That was so cool and it wouldn't be a low if he says he has fallen for her again. She is a unique piece in the entire universe and she is his world. "You bitch." Shree threw a kick to her side as Clara again laughed and left the place. "Did you think I am Cinderella?" Clara asked and left the place not wanting to grab the conversation more. "Can any recommendations make your dad dismiss these arrogant doctors?" Alex wanted to do something for his Jaan.

Their relationship had pretty much become rocky right after Clay’s birthday, but Trevor kept providing Dorothy emotional support, but it didn’t last after Trevor found his mate. Alpha Nicolas and Luna Maria sat at the central sofas and surprisingly, I saw Clay’s parents present in the room for the first time in ages. They sat on either side of Clay, holding his hand and showering him with love, but it felt a bit hollow as they had hardly been around his whole life. Alpha Nicolas had been the once to raise Clay, but then again, he too had thought Clay would become the future Alpha of ReedStone. “The Alpha and Luna of Lindersay?” Luna Maria looked from me to Clay in astonishment, as did everyone else. “The Shrine Maiden? Descendant of the Moon Goddess? Good Lord! I need a drink.”

we entered.His eyes were still on me. Still burning.I met them and let him see what he had made.Clara Ravenshade, reborn in fire.The officiant began to speak, droning on about legacy and bloodlines. I barely heard him. My focus was on Lucas. He hadn’t spoken another word, but his posture told me everything. His fists were clenched, knuckles white. His wolf—restless beneath his skin. I could feel it, snarling against the bond we once shared.The bond he had tried to sever. The one that still shimmered in the air like a phantom thread.He hadn’t rejected me properly.He’d abandoned me, abused me, but never spoken the sacred words that would have broken the tie. And now, in this charged silence, I knew why.Because part of him still thought I was his.The nerve.I leaned closer to Ryker, letting my fingers graze his forearm. His responding smirk was instant, his voice a rumble just for me.“You’re playing a dangerous game.”I didn’t flinch. “Then I hope they brought fireproof thrones.lAfter the memorial, the court was invited to the Hall of Mourning for the feast—a

Claire wasn’t just any wolf—she was the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, the only one who could temper the brutality that consumed me. “Is ruling the Moon Fall Pack not enough for you?” she snapped. “Or should I throw in my body, too?” I frowned, confused when I heard that. “I’ll give myself to you, Ethan. Use me however you want. And if you want to kill me afterward so I’m out of your way when you marry Lucy Torrance, fine. Just help me kill Christopher Gale, and you can do anything you want to me.” Christopher Gale was insane, sure. Reckless, ambitious, and unhinged enough to think he could take down an Alpha like Jacob Wensiker. But me? I could do it.

"Pfft yeah you do, look at you so concerned for your Math teacher. Emma, he's old, he has a full life and he can't do things I can do for you." "What exactly you can do for me?" She asked folding her arms and giving me the world of attitude. Wish she didn't ask that question. "What can Clarke do for you huh? Well, let me show you what I can do, close your eyes." I told her. She refused, by rolling her eyes and looking away from me, but she did as told and I managed to latch my lips to hers. Before I knew it, my hands slowly went up to her skirt. She tried moving my hand, but there was no way I was backing out from this one, I locked both her hands behind her back with one of mines. With the other one, I gripped her wet pussy and slid my two fingers in.

They'll start a war. "I've sent her body back to her kingdom," He said and continued. "Dexter was so heartbroken. I couldn't see him like that but it wasn't in my hand," He said as Fiona stroked his cheek lovingly. "Clarke left a letter in which she mentioned that she loved me. That was why she was here to kill you," Draco said. Fiona didn't know how to respond to that. She has come around to this on her own. Dexter loves Clarke but she loves Draco.

She had a glass of red wine; I had chamomile tea. Appearances are hard to keep, but necessary. Clarke’s fiancée didn’t trust me. I could feel it. But she liked the game too much to stay away. “And I can’t believe Clarke’s finally settling down,” I added, testing her. “He’s such a… wild spirit.” She laughed. “You think?” But there was a crack in it. A splinter. Something too forced. I sipped. Watched. Waited. “I mean,” she continued, a little too casually, “all of you seem to be partnering up now. It’s sweet. Clarke and I, you and Mason. The Whitehills must love stability.”