Claire Bladeheart Novels & Stories

My father’s voice called. I turned slightly to see what was going on. Strigha was standing like a mountain in front of my father, and Anya was behind them. My father had his blade out waiting for Strigha to move. Before I could see what happened next, the wind shifted around me and I saw Claire pull the net off me. She moved so fast she couldn't be caught by the eyes of an ordinary human. My father would have sensed something but he was busy with Strigha.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind knocked them out. A wild laugh echoed in the tumultuous wind, which now resembled a tornado. Nate and the princess stood their ground, but the entity remained obscured. Despite the chaos, she knew that the smell was that of a rogue, and it was not a good omen. Nate tried to calm the wind by twirling his hands, but to no avail. This was the most powerful rogue they have ever encountered and as they were trying to escape, the wind yanked them to the tree and Claire felt a sharp blade impaled in her chest, making her unconscious…

Her head shot up when the door opened and a pretty, curvy brunette walked in. "Moni? Damon? Is everything okay? Hi, I'm Dr Claire Snowblade" she said, raising her hand to shake hands with a confused looking Clary, sitting on the bed. She gave Damon a pointed stare when he started growling. "Quit it, Damon, I'm not here to harm her. Is there a problem?" she asked. "I think I've done this wrong," Moni said, gesturing to the ultrasound machine. "There seems to be another baby in there," she said, handing the 12-week scan photo over.

Blake growled and briskly pulled his Father's sword from it's sheath. "Blake!" The Lycan called but it was too late, the sword had already entered his chest. "I'm sorry Father but I won't watch an outsider take my rightful position." Blake growled with a devilish smile imprinted. ******* My eyes widened as realization dawned on me. I was going to be the new Lycan! All this while I never really paid much attention to that vision until now. I glanced at Claire and my jaw dropped. Her eyes were as red as a Rose and her mouth were open but nothing came forth except a cough.

Caitlyn Christian's face was filled with panic. The woman called Claire lifted the red glasses on her face and showed an evil smile, "I don't want anything on you anymore, but... That girl seems to have what I want on her body. Besides... there are two lives here. I have to take one more thing from you. But that can wait until they're healed." "Then what do you want?" Caitlyn Christian asked. Claire turned to look at me, the red glasses on her face eerily making me feel I was facing a dangerous creature.

he exclaimed. "Leon!" exclaimed Claire in a choked voice. Claire's back has now hit a large rock on the edge of the lake. Her hands were holding the spear which was now getting longer with both hands. Hydra seemed happy playing around with Claire, toy her around. The Hydra's five heads were now pushing Claire and her spears, while the other six heads were just watching.

“That’ll never happen, Tony. I will never think anyone else is better for me than you are.” “You don’t know that, Blake. Believe me, there are much better people than I am out there. And when you spend a couple weeks with them, you’ll realize that you only just pitied me and that it was never love.” Before I could counter than statement and put a stop to his doubts, the kitchen door swung open and Claire walked in, all red hair and happy smile. “Hey guys,” she greeted offhandedly without even looking at either of us. “I have figured out a way to deal with Crystal Pearce without making the public see you two as a couple. Am I a genius or what?”

CLAIRE IS CURRENTLY inside Blaire’s car. She was discharged. She should feel fine but apparently she can’t think properly. She doesn't know how to approach Blaire without making him upset. It seems that every time she says something, all she can get is his sarcasm and mockery.