Clair Pokemon Novels & Stories

"Mommy, you can't break your promise." There was a faint tremor in her voice. Winona's heart softened. She made a pinky promise with her. "Pinky promise. Does that make you feel better, Yara?" Only then did Yara reluctantly release her grip on Winona's sleeve. She threw her arms around Julian's neck and buried her face in his chest. Her voice came out muffled. "I'll wait at home for Mommy tomorrow morning." Julian said nothing. He picked up Yara and prepared to leave. However, when he passed by Asher and Carter, he gave them a deep look.

Aura’s pov The blondie wolf approached me with a catwalk suit style like she was some goddess of a place and she owns everything here. I was fuming from the anger I was trying badly to subside. “What is this?” I rebuked. “Relax! I gave you something you deserve to be with…” she was cool like she didn’t do anything wrong. “You bathed me in slimy dirt. Why?” I was shocked by her actions. She clutched her fist and her eyes glowed green, she was staring into my eyes, “leave my Keiser alone. He is mine. I was here before you came into his life.” she jabbed.

“But at some point, you have to try. For yourself and for the baby.” “The baby doesn’t care if I go to a carnival.” “The baby cares if their mother isolates herself until she forgets how to connect with the outside world,” Rebecca countered. “Prenatal depression is real, and one of the treatments is social engagement and sunlight.” An hour later, they were walking through the entrance gates of the Sunflare Carnival, surrounded by families with children, teenagers on dates, and couples sharing cotton candy. The afternoon sun was warm but not oppressive, and a gentle breeze carried the scents of popcorn and fried dough.

"Tell them the Queen of the Peacock Clan, their Queen, requires the presence of their daughter… Clarisse." Clarisse Sairus — a name almost never spoken in court. Born to a minor branch of a virtually unknown offshoot of the Peacock nobility, her feathers were an anomaly: pure white, the color of new frost, without a hint of green or gold. Her eyes were pale pink, almost like pink sapphires, an albino... an occurrence in the kingdom so rare that whispers of her family meddling with lost sorcery or that she'd been cursed by the gods. In a court obsessed with brilliance, Clarisse was called plain at best, ugly at worst.

Looking forward to having my flaws handed to me in a few days. Erick Silver. Clair found the things he asked for strange. She had never been asked for a medical history before. "Maybe Silver's more of a creep than Mang. He certainly likes the idea of being beaten up by a girl, figuratively anyways". She got up and quickly gathered her things. She took her bag and wine coloured briefcase from her study room and sashayed out of her house. In the mini garage, her small convertible electric car sat waiting for her. She got inside and drove out the driveway. Clair turned the radio on and The Pine Ridge Boys 'you are my sunshine' poured out of the speakers.

Click. The flash illuminated the grotesque scene, capturing every detail—the twisted limbs, the unnatural angle of the body, the dark, spreading blood. She adjusted her lens, focusing on the claw marks. There was something almost hypnotic about how they seemed to grow from the earth itself as if they had always been there. Click.

The colour was blue giving a hint of purple. The pebbles at the bottom sparkled as they caught the sunbeams. "Here...drink this water and you will be energetic…" Florence crouched down to take a handful of water and drink it. Siren and Chapelle did the same. As the water trickled down their throat, they felt the chill of the water spread down their throats and filled their bodies. The water made their bodies tingle and feel light. "Now close your eyes and you will sense where your sister is…" reminded Florence and both of the sea wizards shit their eyes close as they inhaled sharply.

She said excitedly as she extends her hands, opened her palms, and show me what she found, a close pink-colored clam I croaked my neck to the side as I pretended to look amazed by what she found. "Oh! wow, hun, this is beautiful, where did you found this?" I ask her as I kneel in front of her and look at the clam she's holding, I look at her and saw the familiar smug smile. "Well, Papa Corro found it and he gave me because he said it's pretty like me!" I then look who was walking behind her and saw Corro smiling with his fiance-- Clarisse who was now smiling when she saw Leira enthusiastically telling me the story. "You two are here, what brings you?" I ask both of them and they smiled as Co

The eager whispering, 10,000 dawn pearls for the people of Quansib is a bargain that no one dares to dream of. The dawn pearl is used to exchange The Ruby Of Cloud Pink; ten thousand dawn pearls will trade for 1 Cloud Pink pearl. Cloud Pink pearl is a vital conductor whenever the werewolf wants to level up. Those under the level of 5, just having the support of Cloud Pink pearl, will not need to be punished by the moon goddess but still receive the corresponding power. "Are they looking for someone?" Someone asked. "You're stupid! How many people in our small town are worth 10,000 pearls?"

Richard said as they were walking to an ATM machine located next to the shopping mall. “Thank you,” Rebecca smiled. “Did mum buy it for you?” Richard asked. “Not really, I bought it last Christmas,” Rebecca replied. “Is red your favourite colour?” Richard asked. “Why do ask?” Rebecca responded. “I’m just asking,” Richard replied. “Pink is my favourite colour, what about you?” she asked. “I love black,” Richard replied. “That’s cool,” Rebecca commented. “I would love to see you wearing pink,” Richard said. “Really? Can I ask you why?” Rebecca said.