Acacia Brinley Clark Novels & Stories

She was wearing a flowing skirt with a button-down shirt and horn-rimmed glasses. “Yeah?” Wakely asked as she wiped tears off her face. “Hi, my name is Clara Westbrook.” She smiled at her. “I am a non-fiction author and would love to do a collaboration with you to write about your experiences. To get the truth out there.” “Um…” Wakely was just trying to get through everything, and now another person was going to harass her about what happened.

Not that I could blame him. While on our way back to the kingdom, my mind had been concocting plans on how to attend the burial with Clinton. I finally settled on one. I spent the last thirteen minutes giving Kiara a detailed recap of my vacation with Clinton, deliberately excluding the sexual parts. She seemed pleased that I had a fun time and wanted to know whether I was going to remain here in the pack or not.

“No, we’re the ones used to seeing people. Clark here spends too much time working to know what real people are doing.” “Shut it, Seth.” A blonde woman with a slender figure slapped the oldest Anderson brother. “It’s great to see you, Clark.” “Tonya.” So this was the woman who broke Clark’s heart. Bella turned to the beautiful woman. Tonya Anderson looked like she could have been a model. Her slender frame didn’t look as if she’d given birth to three children. “Clark,” she said. Tonya knelt down and picked up her youngest daughter. “We’re so glad to see Uncle Clark, aren’t we?” She spoke in a baby voice.

I turned my head away and refused to look at her. I let go of ten years of love in a single day. Marriages built on benefit never lasted. Jaime stared at me with confusion. “What are you angry about? You agreed to the race yourself, and you were the one who fell off the cliff. I even gave you the drugs, and you’re still making a fuss.” A faint, sarcastic smile tugged at my lips. “Isn’t it possible that Derek drove me off the cliff? Oh right, you trust Derek more than me.”

Mr Clark yelped. “Me does that! Ace Clark does that! I am so sick and tired of you trying to just order me around. Can’t I just get some time off this engagement of a thing?” Ace retorted. He was angry. “Are you seeing another woman aside Camilla?!” Mr Clark blurted out. “What?” Ace gasped out. Mr Clark pointed his fingers at his son. “Are you seeing another woman?” He repeated “I quit seeing women long time ago.” Ace answered with a sincere look on his face.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

“Falynx’s flight pattern is different. The reconnaissance team said that something might’ve changed inside the ruin.” “Huh. How would Falynx know though?” “Whatever the case, we should investigate soon.” Akame said. Then she stood up and turned to face Matthew. “I suggest we go tomorrow.” “I’m gonna have to look at my schedule. We were having a little family meeting.” Akame frowned a little and tilted her head. “You have a family already?” It seemed like she was shocked to hear it, but the way she asked didn’t sound so. “Yeah, my grandma. Raisya Blair. You know, ex-Legendary Hunter?”

She believed deep down that he was right; that she ruined the preacher’s life and that everywhere she went, chaos followed. “Oh, I know, dear. He refused to give you up. And now, look at him; drunk on every damn day of the week.” Mr. Clark scoffed and then paced the room slowly. “You know, Clary, I think you can change that. I think you can finally try to bring some good into this pack.” “I-I don’t understand.” “Convince Ace to reject you.” “Do you think I have not done that yet?” Clary asked him as she placed a few strands of her hair behind her ears. “He won’t listen. I have tried and tried but it’s impossible to change his mind.”

Clark Jacobs moved to get closer to the patient lying on the bed. "Is she...?" Clark Jacobs looked at Nana then to Lucien. He was mesmerized to see a black raven-haired woman looking so serene in her sleep. Her delicate featured face was even more emphasized by her curly hair spread all over above her head. He couldn't help staring at the beauty sleeping so peacefully on the bed. "What? Do you know her?" Asked Lucien. He was also anxious seeing his friend's reaction when he saw Brianna. Lucien's voice awakened Clark. He felt scared at the eagerness he could sense in his friend's questions. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath before he answered.