Clara Afton Real Life Novels & Stories

But beneath her face, the news channel had typed a horrible headline: CLARA SCOTT: THE WOMAN BEHIND THE MULTI-BILLION DOLLAR EXTORTION SCHEME. "The Carnegie family states that Clara Gilbert was a former mistress who left the city decades ago after a failed blackmail attempt," the reporter continued. "They claim she raised her daughter to carry out this plot, using a fake child and a fraudulent DNA test to steal the inheritance from Callum’s real children, Sebastian and Vivienne."

The caption beneath it made things worse. “Clara Harper publicly embarrassed after trying to seduce married billionaire Elias Ward.” Her face darkened immediately. “Who posted this?” she asked. Jeff’s jaw tightened.“That’s your concern right now?” Clara scoffed angrily. “They recorded me without permission!” Jeff laughed bitterly.“Unbelievable.”His voice rose sharply.“What were you even doing there dressed like that?” he asked Clara crossed her arms instantly. “It was for business.” Jeff stared at her then actually laughed coldly, “You expect me to believe that?”

She even accidentally let rogues slip through, nearly getting the patrol warriors killed. During another night when Ryan didn't come home, Clara went looking for him and found him discussing pack business with a female Gamma from another pack. Clara lost it instantly. She swung her hand and slapped the female warrior right across the face. The Gamma wasn't someone to mess with; she struck back immediately. During the scuffle, Clara accidentally slammed into the corner of a table and went into premature labor. The pup spent nearly a month in an incubator, but in the end, they couldn't save it.

"From the investigation reports, we have sadly found out that the young woman fell from a cliff and had instantly died once she hit the ground. Clara Garner, age 28 was found dead at 10.30pm yesterday at-" "Clara ........is dead?"

Being a werewolf, Clara was much stronger than Ella, and so she managed to carry her. They came across a park on their way to the mansion, and Clara decided to sit on the bench for a while. Ella sat beside Clara. The fresh, balmy morning air made them feel refreshed. Ella finally felt a little rejuvenated. She was suffocated due to the smell of the bones and skeletons in the prison cell.

Augustus felt his own pangs—irked, mainly, that Jake had had a glimpse of Clara, whereas he himself had to make do with an occasional scrap of gossip. At sixteen she had been so pretty it took your breath, and smart too—a girl with some sand, as she had quickly shown when both her parents had been killed in the big Indian raid of ’56, the worst ever to rake that part of the country. Clara had been in school in San Antonio when it happened, but she came right back to Austin and ranthe store her parents had started—the Indians had tried to set fire to it but for some reason it didn’t catch.

Blood. “No…” Clara stumbled forward, her feet moving before her mind could catch up. Tears streamed down her face as she ran with all her might—ran to her daughter. The sand around her was soaked with blood. She was barely clinging to life. Clara wasted no time. She picked her up in her arms and quickly rushed to the car, gently placing her in the back seat. She flew to the driver’s seat, started the car, and sped to the nearest hospital. How could this have happened? Someone had pushed her daughter from the two-storey building—but why? Claire was a sweet, innocent, and joyful bundle of life. Who would want to hurt her?

Clara ran upstairs in her room then started crying that after Clota destroyed the life of her two sons, killed one, and also destroyed her life that is when her real son appear? So she is going to live happily with her son? hell no!! it can't happen, I will never let it happen! no!! Clara picks her gun and goes downstairs, then the cops entered she tried to hide the gun because it has no license. But the cops already saw it and they arrest her over the death of her husband, Clara was taken away to the station and she was locked in prison. Later in the day Sunshine disguise and went to John's former hiding place and she gets in through the window.

"I'll stay right here with her." She whispered. I took one last look at Clara’s pale face before heading out. I got into my car and sped toward the crime scene. Memories of my talk with Lucas earlier flashed through my mind, back to the moment I realized the killer was heading for Clara’s school. Flashback "That bastard is targeting teenage girls..." I whispered to myself, my hand crushing the paperwork. Something new caught my eye: a photo of the latest victim. Her school uniform... it was the same one Clara wore.

Serena flipped open the file Gina had handed her. The first page held a photo of the girl—barely eighteen, with sharp eyes that didn’t match the softness of her youth. Her name was Clara. She had been adopted by a couple with two kids. Prominent philanthropists in their late fifties with no biological children. Three weeks after she entered their home, the entire house exploded in what was reported as a gas leak. Serena skimmed the incident report. It didn’t sit right. The gas explosion was too precise. Clara had been out during the time to buy some groceries. Clars said she would have died too but was just lucky.