Claire Bladeheart Novels & Stories

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.

Fortunately for them, the hosts were able to perceive what was going on and relayed it to the audience. “They are clashing, parrying, and blocking each other’s attacks! Even I can barely see their movements.” Claire commented. “So far, it seems that neither of them are pushing each other. What will it take to gain the upperhand? Oh! Sakura is doing something! There are red tentacles coming out of her shadow!” It was just as Nile described. Red tentacles, or rather blood, was coming from beneath her feet. The tips hardened and became sharp and thrusted forward. Matthew was forced to take several steps back while dodging the blood spikes.

Her hands fumbled in the corner, the sound of zippers and clattering makeup spilling onto the floor. “I—I can’t find it!” she stammered. The shadow creature twisted under me, throwing its weight. My grip slipped, claws raking down my ribs. Pain flared white and hot. “You’ll find it now,” I snapped, forcing its head against the rug. “Or she dies!” That jolted her. Pelin scrambled to her bag, yanking the red crescent blade free. It glowed faintly, the markings along its edge pulsing like embers.

Claire's eyes froze in shear horror catching exactly what he was planning to do to her. "Oh please..please no!" She pleaded in a whisper. "Tell me everything and why did you lie to Damien about me working alongside you to destroy him. Tell me!" He seethed at his last words. His men brought out a sharp knife and handed it over to Cian. Claire gulped before screaming outloud as Cian immediately shoved the knife deep in her thigh spilling out her blood instantly.

After our car got out, the sloping road closed automatically. “Claire, prepare your equipments.” “Yes, captain. I’m working on it now,” said Claire as she kept busy with her mini laptop. William Blackwood, his position as leader of this team. He’s the one who strategies and my partner in the fight against vampires. His smart brain always has unexpected ideas. He is also one of the best snipers in a hunter organization. Claire Anderson, hacker and archer in our team. She’s the one who supports us fighting from behind the scenes. Her fighting ability is probably still under both of us. However, her archery skills and the girl’s speed at hacking into a system cannot be underestimate.

"Your father was Stuart Bent Snr. He died in the bomb blast that killed dozens of Blood Crest Pack members. You are the first child of two and the only surviving one. You enjoy watching wrestling matches even though you hate the real deal. For a snack, your go-to is dark chocolate. Might I add more?" "It's really you, Alpha Seven!" Stuart screeched. I nodded. "The real one. Not the same as the impostor, got it?" Stuart shook his head slowly. "Are you really saying that a clone has been ruling over us for five years? How is that even possible?"

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

Kate POV With my Alpha blood I was able heal the claw marks quickly. They were a little red but nothing that wouldn’t be 100% healed by tomorrow morning. I reflected on Rafe and his instability and wondered what we would do as a punishment. That would have to be for tomorrow to be decided.

the woman exclaimed in disbelief They both turned to stare at me and then at Kayden and back and forth again. I rolled my eyes "Yeah I get it, it's hard to believe but it's true so suck it up" I said with my hands on my hips in annoyance Jacobi grinned "and this is Claire, the mother of my son" "This is impossible" bastien said while the woman had her mouth wide open, unable to process what was happening I sighed "but it happened so just accept it and move on" I began walking in the direction of the kitchen "who wants pink pancakes?"

Her blade gleamed with an ethereal light as she raised it tall, pointing for the center of the throbbing heart. But just as she was about to strike, the ground underneath her feet trembled. The heart's throbs with wild eyed, sporadic, as though something was battling from inside. Clara hesitated, her blade poised to strike. The heart was shaking brutally now, the darkness around it churning like a storm. Suddenly, in a blinding streak of light, the heart detonated, sending shockwaves through the cavern.