Breakfast Club Claire Novels & Stories

This was her way of saying she was annoyed. Mom slaps the table, gets up from her seat and says ” Okay! Thats it, one more word related to his college and i swear, no breakfast tomorrow for you two!” She fumes. Dad and Chris gasp. Mom’s breakfast is amazing and everybody loved it and no breakfast is just so so awful . “Please, lets talk about about something else, before I lose my mind!” She takes a deep breath before sitting back down. She closes her eyes, opens it again and forces a smile toward Chris. “So Chris how’s Chloe?” Chris glances at me, then at dad and then mom. He hesitates before saying “She’s good..”

Descending the stairs quietly, Claire padded into the kitchen when the sizzling of an omelette caught her attention. The aroma of freshly baked pancakes wafted through the air, making her stomach growl despite herself. Her eyes fell on Adrian. He was standing by the stove, calmly cooking breakfast-and wearing an apron. Claire stared at him in astonishment. "Come, Cherry." She flinched at the sudden call, especially when he didn't even turn to look at her.

Sienna answered from inside the toilet. “That means you won’t have breakfast?” Clair asked. There was a sigh. “I am making coffee. At least have that.” Clair stated and dragged herself towards the kitchen to make 3 cups of coffee. She smiled as she saw Nolan still sound asleep on the sofa bed which was in the room. He had woken up a couple of times during the night and Clair was grateful that he was at least now in deep sleep. Sienna hurriedly got ready and picked her bag and downed her coffee.

I said while smiling. He’s always like that, he always makes sure that I get to eat every cravings I have. “How about you, Klare? Do you want something?” He looked at Klare who’s busy checking pillows for the child. “I just want fries, we can buy it later when we’re done here,” she said while still busy on what she’s doing. She looks like a hands-on mom, while Axel looks like a husband asking his wife to eat something, lol. They are cute.

Claire's POV: Leaving Mikael I head to my next course to find Elias standing at the door. "Good morning sir" I said respectively causing him to raise an eyebrow at me. "What did you do" he asked quickly causing me to look at him in confusion. "Nothing" I stated but he just looked me up and down. "Right" he said skeptically. "Hi Claire" Celeste came out with a wide smile on her face before pulling me into the hallway.

There are a few different flavours. I pick one up and take a bite. It tastes amazing. ‘These are delicious.’ I say, reaching for another. Claire takes my hand away from the food. ‘Let’s wait till everyone gets here.’ She smiles. ‘You know maybe you should consider becoming a chef?’ ‘I am hoping to open a restaurant one day.’ She says, opening the fridge. She hands me bottles of soft drinks. I set them up on the table and walk over to a cupboard and take a few stacks of cups and place them near the drinks. Claire stands back and looks around with hands-on her hips. ‘What am I missing?... Music, of course.’ She runs into the loungeroom and turns on the stereo. ‘Everyone will start arriving any

I said to her right before I placed a kiss on her forehead. I stared at Lewis. “Are we good?”. I asked him. Lewis nodded at me. “Why the dull and hearty atmosphere? Please, everyone, enjoy the breakfast I made”. Clara said and took her seat. Without waiting for a response, she dug in and began to eat first, while we stared at her. I slightly shook my head. Well, she was just being herself. “Come on. We should eat”. I said to Lily and Lewis, and we all dug into the plates of muffins.

Claire sat across from Lucas and Prince Will in the small café near the courthouse, her hands wrapped tightly around her coffee cup. The warm steam curled into the air, but she barely felt it. Her mind was set on what she was about to say. Lucas watched her carefully, his deep honey-gold eyes filled with something unreadable. Prince Will, on the other hand, leaned back slightly, observing her with quiet curiosity. Claire took a deep breath. “I’ve made a decision,” she said finally.

My body tensed as I clenched my pen into my fist, nearly snapping it in half. A few months ago, Clara started working for her father's events company, JMR Events. It was a way of him showing her the ropes while offering a new opportunity. What were the odds that we were thinking of the same person? Vincent bit his lip, trying to keep himself from laughing. "That's her name. She sounds like this chick I met last week," Vincent said. "You know I don't share my women," Dexter answered. "Besides, I don't think she is the type of girl who goes to the places you've been to. You probably don't know her." He answered with a wink.

This morning Claire prepared a special breakfast. She usually never went directly into the kitchen because she didn't want her beautiful nails and delicate skin to be damaged. She never did any work at all. However, in order to get the action going, she had to do it. Claire sprinkled the abortifacient powder into the soup she was making. This time she gave a rather large dose, hoping that it would actually abort Grace's pregnancy. When she saw Jackson enter the dining room, she quickly brought him the soup. The girl had a sweet face, her lips decorated with a beautiful smile.