Clarence Cn Characters Novels & Stories

He can’t answer, only gasps as his fingers dig into the floor. “Baby, hold him steady.” Daniel is already there, bracing Clarence’s shoulders. I position myself behind him, pressing my hands below his ribcage. One thrust. Nothing. Another. His body jerks. A third— A sickening retch, and then— A chunk of food spills onto the floor. Clarence sucks in a desperate breath, his entire body shaking with relief. The room is silent again, but this time, it’s a different kind of silence. "Thank you Luna for saving my life," Clarence says breathlessly.

The elders murmured in approval. “No wonder she’s the Vice President of the Association. Her script holds the true weight of an Alpha’s daughter.” “She’ll match Emily Quinn’s power by the next eclipse. A perfect match for the Quinn heir.” Chloe handed the quill back to the attendants, her eyes locking onto mine from the stage, dripping with challenge. She knew I came from a broken house—that my father, Richard Mercer, was locked in a silver cell, and my mother was dying in a ward. She thought I was nothing.

Did he come seeking retribution for their elimination? Diana stood at the door. "Is there something you need?" "Yes!" Clarence's eyes lit up, and with a slight blush on his handsome face, he performed a magic trick, producing a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. "Diana... I, I..." Clarence stammered, flustered. "I wanted to give this to you." Diana felt a tingling sensation on her scalp. What on earth was happening?! The tension was palpable, and this guy suddenly appeared like a spark in a powder keg!

His hand moved again, back to my face. He smiled, in a very weird way, like a fucking clown. His finger teased around my face, from my cheek to my jawline, back to my cheek, to my nose, and my lips. His finger froze on my lips, his eyes were fixed on it, slowly he lifted his gaze, and stared at me.

"Really? That is the pathetic game you want to play with me? Denial?" "It is not a game, and I am not in denial about anything." I bent gracefully to collect the broken champagne flute, using the movement to steady my racing heart and buy precious seconds to think. "My name is Evangeline Northcrest, and I have absolutely no idea who this Seraphine person is supposed to be. Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone from your past?" "Evangeline." He tasted the name slowly, like poison coating his tongue. "How incredibly creative of you. Very sophisticated. Tell me, Lady Evangeline, do you often crash parties under false pretenses and fake identities? Is this a hobby of yours?"

On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past. Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen. "Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something." I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection. Then, I turn my phone off. After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened. It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden. Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become so

Asks Penny and Daisy shakes her head no. Daisy and Penny walk down the stairs hand in hand and enter the dining area. "Where have you been. I was looking for you" says Genelia to Daisy. "My bed was over her," says Penny climbing up her chair. "You mean, she was under your bed?" Asks Genelia. "Same. Serve us food. I am hungry" says Penny and Genelia serves both of them food. "Eat as much as you want, dress as you want, stay as long as you want, and kneel in front of daddy when he wants," says Penny, and Genelia had wide eyes looking at Penny who was casually eating her lunch with Penny eating on the floor from her plate.

"Sylvie, I'm sorry I stopped coming to visit. I just got swamped around here. You can ask Killian. Things haven't been so great with Blackmoon. But with my other daughter here, things will improve, and now you and I..." A vine wrapped around his mouth, silencing him. Sylvara walked up to him, staring into his eyes. "What did I ever see in you?" Clarence's eyes shot to me, pleading. He had sold out his daughter. He had played with Mother Nature. He had started a war that resulted in the death of my men. He was a coward. Sylvara started walking around Clarence, looking him up and down. Vivian was crying, trying to pull away from me. I covered her mouth, trying to shush her. She would hate me f

Dante scurried out of there faster than he chased a ball on court. “I’d love to stay and find out how this will end but I just started getting used to being around Tony and can I just say, he’s beginning to grow on me.” It was left with Claire, Crystal and I on the floor. People might not like Claire for her tendency to be overdramatic and over involved in other people’s lives, but it was for this very reason I found myself thanking the stars that she was my friend and I had met her before this winter formal. She stood her ground there, refusing to move, making Crystal obviously uncomfortable and unable to do whatever she had planned to do the moment she saw me come in.

Kate looked up at Clarence whose gaze never left her. She couldn't figure out what the man was thinking. Can she live with a man who can disappear and reappear without using any magic potion? And to make it worst, he could read her mind too. And oh, speaking of reading mind, he has been listening to her thoughts. This made her angry making her glare at him. Clarence raised his hands as if he was surrendering to her "I only gave you an option to choose from. Don't glare daggers at me"