Claire Bladeheart Romane & Geschichten

Hunter smirked as he breathed across from her face. Tbc... To those thinking how come Claire's a CE at such a young age. Come on, when a 5 yr old can hack into his billionaire father's company systems and make him almost go bankrupt, then my FL is still more mature than that 🤣

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

she asked, her voice trembling with vulnerability. Kade stepped forward, placing a hand on Claire’s shoulder. “We believe in you. You’re stronger than you think. It’s time to let go of the past,” he said, his eyes filled with sincerity. Blair felt a rush of hope as Claire looked at them, her expression softening. “I… I want to believe in this,” she whispered, finally stepping forward into the light. The moment she crossed the threshold, the shadows hissed and recoiled, as if sensing the shift in energy.

Scarlett ( Red ):::::: The Sassy and badass personality. ♤♤♤♤ THE BEGINNING ♤♤♤♤ “Hey! Watch it freak!” A student bumped into Claire Wilson as she was walking to her next class, making her fall. But instead of apologizing, the screamed at her. Claire Wilson is a beautiful eighteen years old girl with pale and delicate skin. Black and white baby eyes. And mostly, long deep brown hair with little curls that go down to her waist. And that's one thing many of the female students are jealous of.

“You’re right to be afraid of hybrids. We are completely ruthless, just like you think we are. We will crush 5th Circle. It’s only a matter of time. For right now, I’m going to enjoy making you suffer for what you did.” My sensitive hearing picked up on the footsteps on the front porch right before Claire barged in through the door. Her unfocused, wide eyes took us in, then she stumbled forward. Xavier and Damian were beside her in a heartbeat and caught her before she collapsed. “What happened?” I asked, sprinting to her side. Vee groaned and shook her head. “No, no, no.” Claire peeled her palm away from her stomach to reveal a freely bleeding wound. I placed my hands over it and murmured a

I grabbed my helmet, my stick, and took a deep breath but as I moved toward the door, a shoulder suddenly slammed right into mine. Yasmine. She glared down at me with her face behind her helmet, “Don't mess this up, Trixie. If anything goes wrong out there, you know exactly whose fault it’s going to be.” I immediately shoved my shoulder right back into hers, hard enough to make her stumble a bit, and pulled my helmet over my head. “Watch where you're going, captain,” I muttered, marching past her. The moment I stepped out of the tunnel, the crowd and the lights hit me, completely overwhelming my senses. My head spun for a second as the volume of the roaring fans washed over me, and I got bum

What he did not find, he resulted for online help and human aid. That evening, he left for Claire’s house to spend the night with his fiancée. This time, not only was he there for his love for Claire but also information. Besides her being the lead detective in the dead university girl’s case, she had access to government resources. He also felt the need to help keep his fiancée safe. From the little he had read about the mystical creatures, he knew her life could be in danger. He had no clue that besides Claire being the lead detective in the cases, she had just recently found out that she was a vampire hunter. Since her knowledge of the fact, she had not gotten herself to tell anyone about

She couldn’t move her feet, she couldn’t control her lungs, she couldn’t breathe. “Its been so long,” the blue eyed man replied. That voice. He was beautiful but it wasn’t his beauty that had succeeded in turning Rain inside out. Far from it actually. Rain knew she wasn’t going insane, and when his blue eyes finally met hers and narrowed in that familiar sinister way...She knew that she was definitely not seeing things. “Who’s the pretty lady?” It was him. “This is my assistant, Rain Coleman,” He was right here in front of her. “A pleasure to meet you, Miss Coleman,” It was Cullen.

She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate. "Bruce a-and Layla Kingston. They're the leaders of t-the Panthers, The American m-mafia." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a clue of who they are." The woman grabbed another knife from the table and slashed multiple cuts on his chest, red blood oozing down his torso freely. Bella went around him and carved a heart on his bare back. It was her symbol; a signature, you could say. Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin.

If not for me to be reunited with Arabelle, then for what other reason was I given rebirth? Every demon had a unique power inside him or her. For me, I was born with the innate abilities of clairvoyance. As I grew up, I later learned and inherited more demonic power. Lord Vernod banned us from using our profound demonic forces as other, more powerful demons can detect them. However, being innate skills, even the demon lord himself cannot notice when I use my clairvoyance. From that, I discovered Arabelle’s current life, Shayle Clark, and the story behind her seemingly promiscuous life.