101 Dalmatian Street Clarissa Novels & Stories

Clarissa was just outside Nove Manor. She broke into a smile as her eyes gleamed with glee, realizing that her single phone call had successfully summoned Clifford to her side. She mused that Seraphine would never win against her since she could pull Clifford away with just one phone call. She then thought that even if Seraphine deserved hell, Clifford deserved it even more. She watched Clifford get into his car before instructing the cab driver, "Please take me back to the hospital."

Clarissa called from around the corner, clearly unaware that I was there. “Clarissa, I think-” Damien began to speak. “No, Damien, wait,” I stopped him from sending her away. I continued to undress, letting my pink pants slip down my long pale legs. I heard Damien’s breath catch. “Katla, what are you–”

“You shall have this. And everything else in here. As much as I want to see you try on each piece, I’m already two seconds away from taking you right here and right now.” He licks his lips, taking another eyeful before shaking his head. “Go ahead and get dressed. I’ll wait for you out here.” He leans forward and plants a tender kiss on my forehead before tearing himself from the dressing room. When I emerge, I am nearly floored by Clarissa standing at the door looking like somekind of robert, waiting to collect the lingerie. She gives me a phony smile before brushing past me and I am tempted to turn around and snatch the pretty blonde hair right off her head. Not out of jealousy though- for

” i nod abruptly Dalon parks the car and turns it off and looks at me. “Ready?” Am i? Are you ready for the drunk dancing and loud music.? It isn’t bad right? i hope its just like the movies. I nod. Once we reached the front door, there wasn’t any sound of music coming from inside. weird. i thought there’s supposed to be loud music. I look at Dalon “Is it supposed to be this quiet?” “Uh no” He rings the doorbell. A moment Flo comes stunning as ever with her hair curled up and she wore a black dress.

she said politely. Clarissa finally found the stairs, but she didn’t care about them. Something was pulling her to the door, and she wasn’t able to resist the impulse. It was stronger than her. “No, I’m the Luna, so I believe that the Alpha wouldn’t mind,” she said firmly. “But…” Clarissa didn’t wait for Marcy to respond. She pulled the door open and made her way into the library. It was pitch-black. She sighed as she moved her hand in frustration through the wall. Ugh!

Ariel asked with fear in her eyes. " I don't know" Clarissa replied and got down from the truck. " I think something is wrong with the wheels" Clarissa said and Ariel got down from the truck too. She walked to the pack of the truck. ' Lucas belongs to me alone' Clarissa said to herself silently with a her lips curving into a sinister smile little by little thereby sending chills down Ariel's body. " Why are you smiling?" Ariel asked and before she could think of what's going on, Clarissa shift into a white wolf with red fur in her head.

I felt tone-conscious, and I abominated that she was the bone he'd done this with. " Oh, hi, I am Jasmine." She held her hand out for me, and I goggled at it." This is where you shake my hand," She chortled. " I am Clara," I saluted through gritted teeth, giving her a quick handshake. " It's nice to meet you, Clara. I am Ethan's mate, and we are having a doggy together, is not that nice?" She asked smiling at me. I rubbernecked at him.

That word alone was enough to seize all of Lucian's attention. "What about her? What happened to her?" He was already getting anxious and Jarry was doing a terrible job to ease his curiosity. "I found out why ma'am Clarissa suddenly decided to stop seeing you. It's because a few days back, madam Chloe broke into her house and created a scene. The ruckus was heavy and it left the neighbors talking" "What do you mean a scene? What did Chloe do?" "She accused ma'am Clarissa of being a wh*re and even took Damon away"

Why are their faces looking like that? “Daisy, hold on a sec,” I whisper into the phone before pulling it out of my ear and fully turning to face Clarissa and Louise. “Clarissa, Louise, you both don’t look well. Is everything okay?” “My darling Jacob.” Clarissa purrs and steps into the office. “We need to talk.” Her purr sounds so seductive but also deadly since I now know the sort of woman she is. “Dad?” Daisy’s voice comes through the phone. “What’s happening? Who is there?”

Mia faked a smile to shake off the images in her head and how Easton seemed to have entered a ‘fight for Clarissa’ mode earlier. Zara nodded quickly and moved toward the dining area. Brandon just stared at the phone in Mia's hand, then followed. Easton didn't say any more words. He stood still. One hand was on his hip, the other scratching his jaw lightly. His eyes had zoned out, still stuck on that image of Clarissa—so different from how he remembered her. Clarissa was always the house mouse and loved to be covered in thick layers of clothes because according to her, she wanted only her husband to see her body so she had to cover her assets away from other prying eyes.