Claire Hundred Novels & Stories

Lucian’s office was cloaked in shadows despite the morning light streaming through the windows. He stood with his back to the sky, fists clenched, jaw locked in a battle between rage and memories of past. Claire Blackwell entered without knocking. Of course she didn’t. Dressed in an ivory Chanel suit, pearls gleaming at her throat, Claire looked more like a monarch than a mother. She was Regal. Remote, and.Ruthless. “You should’ve told me she was coming back,” Lucian said coldly, not turning around.

I realized I was staring when she cleared her throat gently. Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Oh — sorry. I, um… hi. I’m Claire. From Claire’s Florals.” I lifted the bouquet awkwardly. “I’m here to deliver an arrangement for Mr. Alexander Sinclair.” The woman’s expression softened the moment she saw the flowers. She smiled, warm, genuine, and almost familiar. My chest tightened. For a brief second, I thought of Amelia. That same kind of quiet, innocent glow. Oh God. Could this be… her mother?

Name: Ella Cadell Birthday: 04-08-1996 Sex: Female Nationality: American I thought this plan out very carefully with Delilah. We both knew the risks but still, it didn't stop us. And at this point, there was no going back. If I showed up at the penthouse, he would quite literally, like he calls it, put me back to my place. This package included hitting and hurting me in any other way possible. And he made sure that no bruises would be seen by other people. The security guard looked at my passport and then back at me.

I paused my statement , aggressively removed the drips connected to my body , stood up from the bed, turned to leave then paused . " Mr Mayor" . I concluded and walked to the door and immediately I opened the door , Claire was standing in front of me , shock evident in her eyes . Why is she always there in my most embarrassing moments? TBC ©️Pen Nikky

Claire stood near the entrance, her eyes darting between them. Chloe’s smirk vanished completely. “You really shouldn’t be here, Claire,” Chloe said, her tone cold. Claire ignored her, stepping closer to Lucas. “I followed you.” Lucas cursed under his breath. “Claire, you shouldn’t have.” Chloe’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “Oh, this just got interesting.” Claire’s gaze hardened. “Where is my son?” Chloe took a slow step forward. “Do you really think I’m just going to tell you?”

As in Shaw Dynasty, the Patterson Empire’s biggest rival and direct competition for the ten-billion-dollar investment deal Rex is after. My mouth goes dry, and my chest tightens. Claire tilts her head, clearly amused by my reaction. “Ah, I see you recognise my last name. Good. That makes this easier.” “Easier for what?” I demand, my voice rising. She steps closer, her gaze steady, her lips curling into a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “I’m Claire Shaw,” she repeats, her voice soft but deliberate. “Rex’s fiancée.” The words hang in the air, suffocating me. My breath catches, and for a moment, I forget how to speak.

Everything happening below was in full view. Across from me sat Claire. She wore a simple, elegant dress today. Without the heavy makeup she used for livestreams, she looked fresh and pure, like a dewy lily in the morning. She smiled at me apologetically. "Cheryl, I'm sorry to have caused trouble for you and Mr. Maynard." I shook my head and poured her a cup of coffee. "It's not your fault. Simon chose this path himself." To be fair, Claire spoke gracefully, her gaze clear, her plans for the future well defined. She told me she had taken up livestreaming to raise money for studying abroad.

he asked curiously, excitement was visible in his voice’s tone. I nodded to Claire as a signal. She stood up, before walking outside of the fancy restaurant. Dad looked so confused, but his brows furrowed even more when he realized what is happening right now. As Claire entered in the scenario again, she is now carrying a child in her arms. Cloey instantly beamed when she saw me. Dad was still stunned before I say another word towards him. “Dad, meet Cloey Braganza Herrera. Our daughter and your grandchild.”

she whispers but I ignore the comment and ask the more recent thought haunting me. "What just happened, claire?" I ask diverting her comment. " I don't know, harry. I don't fucking know . Sure I have had my fair share of panic attacks but never in public like this. When he asked about max ,I got back in time and it hurts ,harry . It was like i couldnt breathe and i was frozen ". "Who is max?" I ask . Her eyes widen and she realises that she overshared . She was about to tell me but then she goes closing me off. Again. But I will not give up. She will open up to me again. I can feel it.

Mmm, there must be something fishy with them. I turned my head back to examine Becca, and I just saw something on her neck. Now, that's a hickey for sure. Well, I have seen something like those from Morgan and Cassidy. Damn, I told you that something is going on with them. I looked back again at Shane, and she waved at me. Then my gaze traveled to the redhead, and she's just singing so cool. Like, damnit, she's both so cool and so hot. "Thank you all for listening and watching, and also, for your requests. Once again, this is Claire Lawrence."