Claire Dare Novels & Stories

“Claire, please tell her that’s insane. I’ve never seen a man so ugly in my life and she wants me to kiss him?” “A dare is a dare,” Shirley pipes in. “There were rules. Whoever loses gets dared. You lost, so you have to complete the dare. You can’t bend the rules now.” “She does have a point,” Claire points out with a sympathetic wince. “I’m sorry but those are the rules.”

He just came here to save her! Dared pulled Aramide to his chest "Ara..." he whispered, he had only just found out her real identity and of course, he had done some investigations, This past week was spent trying to uncover exactly who Clarissa Clough was, The Funny part was, he was stunned to realize that she never existed and all along it was Aramide, the same Aramide, The Dante's daughter-in-law Bola, was obsessed with getting rid of, the same Aramide who Tania had dedicated her life to murder, the same Aramide Cole Dante was head over heels For, that Aramide was his Clarissa. "Cole...no...Dared...” Aramide whispered. Distressed.

“Then don’t let it become one.” Later that afternoon, Claire reached the executive suite, her navy jumpsuit and heels tapping assertively on the floor. Without knocking, she simply entered Damien’s office, a subtle, knowing smile on her lips. “Did I cause trouble?” Her voice was equal parts mischief and mockery. Damien didn’t look up, his mind too tangled. “You saw the headlines, I assume?” She smirked. “Hard not to.” He finally turned to face her. “Did you plan this?”

CLAIRE Four years had passed since my world had shattered. Claire Darlington—the woman who had been humiliated, betrayed, and discarded—was gone. In her place stood Clara Everson, CEO of Erebos Pharmaceutical. Sharp, focused, unyielding. Every scar, every sleepless night, every moment of pain had carved her into someone who could survive… and even thrive. My company had grown from a modest lab into a powerhouse, and every achievement reminded me that I could exist on my own terms. That I could command my life, and no one could take that away.

Claire I wasn't sure how long I laid there, not really sleeping, but not totally awake either. There were no windows, so I had no idea if the sun had come up. Eventually, the light flicked on and I had to cover my eyes from the stinging pain it caused. I heard loud footsteps and the metal of my cell lock clanking. I squint my eyes against the light and see Bennett walk into my cell. I shoot up and press myself against the wall, watching as he stalks towards me. When he sees my terrified face, he stops his approach and kneels in front of me. He watches me for a moment before he sighs and his shoulders sag.

She looks terrible with dark circles under her eyes, her clothes wrinkled, and her usually perfect hair pulled into a messy ponytail. She stands when I enter. "April. Thank god. I didn't think they'd let me in." "Carmen almost didn't." I don't sit. I stand in the doorway, arms crossed. "What do you want, Jess?" "I need to explain. About that night. About the dare." She wrings her hands. "Please. Just let me explain." "You have five minutes." She swallows hard. "I was paid. To dare you to kiss him. To get you close to Tyler Raven."

She couldn’t calm down. She decided to go to the training centre early instead of hiding the rest of the lunch break. At least after that, she would be safe in detention and then Jared would pick her up. She was drying her hands when the bathroom door opened, and the last person she wanted to see walked in. “Did you really think you could hide from me, human?” Claire sneered as she strolled in. “I can smell you from miles away.” Her minions came in after her, but one remained by the door, blocking the only exit and probably also stopping anyone else from coming in.

she said to me. "Claire is my childhood friend and the daughter of my father's friend alpha Zadora, we grew up together, and we have spent so much time with each other that at one point we thought we were mates, but when I turned 18, we found out that we are not, but she is still attached to me.

’ I thought, shifting on my cushion and pretending to be interested in the half-empty bowl of popcorn. My cheeks burned hotter than the surface of the sun, and I could not decide if I wanted to hide under a blanket or jump up and scream. Claire, of course, looked perfectly fine. She was laughing, tossing gummy bears at Darla, her voice light and easy like the kiss had been nothing more than a dumb party dare. She was a good sport about it. She always was. Meanwhile, I felt like the floor had cracked open beneath me. I dared a glance at Darla, only to find her eyes locked on me with an expression I could not read. It was not suspicion. Not exactly. More like she had seen something she could n

He draw nearer to her, towering over her little frame. She wasn’t gonna cower away from him this time, no. She looked up and stared straight directly at him, to the windows of his soul. It was now or never. “I dare you, Alpha Andrin.” She spoke with authority in her voice, “I dare you to fall in love with a useless dormant wolf like me.” They held their stare, both stubborn enough to not look away. Their breaths mingled from the close proximity but not once did they thought of pulling away. They were testing and challenging each other.