Clarissa Lawson Novels & Stories

Arielle frowned. "Who asked you to come?" Clarisse did not return Arielle's question, but walked up to Team Hamfort and said, "I am conveying the case, and I am suing Lawrence for rape." Team Hamfort frowned and looked at the girl in front of him. Clarisse held the hem of her clothes, gritted her teeth, and said, "A year ago, Lawrence raped me." "What nonsense are you talking about? A year ago, you had a strict relationship with us, and then we broke up. Now you come to pester us, Clarisse. Yesterday, did you not say, you took the initiative to find Lawrence?" Mrs. Hamfort pointed.

Without waiting for her response Clarissa turned and try to leave but Khloe tugged on her long red and flowery dress. Clarissa look down at her and she immediately have a flashback, she saw someone with purple hair hovering around Lucian, that was the day of the war. Clarissa was pushed back to her consciousness, the force made her jerk backward away from the girl's grip. Khloe who was scared that she had annoyed one of the owners of the house stood up and bowed so many times pleading. "I'm sorry, Ma'am, I'm sorry Ma'am," repeatedly. Clarissa who stared at her like she had seen a ghost turned and left her like that without a word.

Chapter 52 "THE CHILD CLARISSA IS CARRYING ISN'T LUCIAN'S!" Mrs Lena stood frozen in place and for a long moment there was silence. She didn't know if she heard wrong as she asked. "What did you just say?" "It's the truth" "Watch what you say, Chloe" snapped Mrs Lena glaring at Chloe. "I'm telling the truth" Chloe replied, wiping away her tears which spilled down her cheeks. "Clarissa is married. She's been living with another man named William for years. Why would she suddenly be carrying Lucian's child?"

Only it wasn't from me; it was from Clarissa. Her usual sapphire eyes glowed a crystalline azure, and strands of her hair seemed to blow slightly, as if a calm wind was whipping around her. Victor and the other elders took on a look of fright at the sight before them. She was magnificent as long black claws adorned her fingers; she wasted no time in gripping Victor's wrist, bending it back. "Touch me again, mutt, and I will destroy you." Alyssa came up slowly behind Clarissa and brushed her hair slightly, trying to calm her.

Clayton instructed Clarissa to take Miranda to see the alphas and greet them. When she saw how her sister looked, she felt discouraged to go there. I convinced her that it wasn't about clothes; it was what was on the inside that counted. I pleaded with her that she shouldn't be discouraged because she was a very pretty girl, and she eventually agreed to go with her. My Clarissa is a very pretty girl who doesn't need any clothes to make her beautiful; she can wear a rag and still look like a princess. Don't get me wrong, Miranda is beautiful too, but not like her sister.

Emily Warner “Okay, before you guys start yelling at me, I need to tell you honestly what hap-“ “I can’t believe you met him!” Danika says, and I just huff as I look at Elizabeth, who wasn’t happy either. “Yes but trust me, I wasn’t pathetic and swooning over him like I used to.” I told them but they didn’t look convinced. Of course, they won’t believe me, unless I tell them about Lucas, which is something I just can’t do, “Bottom line is that I have to go to his wedding.” I say and they look at me like I am crazy.

The plane shattered and exploded on crashing that they never discovered any bodies. Clarissa turned to the sound of the door opening, her mom walked in. Lisa paused after shutting the door taking in her daughter's state before she plastered a smile on her face and walked towards Clarissa. Clarissa never missed out the way she dressed. She must be feeling so proud that her daughter was infact a billionaire. Her dress stood out, she would have thought it to be more expensive that hers but considering the dollars Audora spent, she doubted.

"And Julian?" "Let him occupy himself with the downfall of his own company. Mr Rose and his daughter, even Kane Media, have already created breaches, and this scandal is the deluge. I only need to ensure no one can save that doll," replied Clarissa, discarding her cigarette butt into a crystal ashtray. Clarissa's target was not merely Jennifer, but also her old frustration towards the legend of Cassandra. By tarnishing Jennifer, she felt she had tarnished the very shadow of Cassandra herself, clearing the path towards the throne that she believed was solely hers.

a full-bodied woman named Melony asked. “They need nappies in there,” Clarissa said, rolling her eyes, ‘can’t believe Prince Deacon had s*x with that and enjoyed it,’ Clarissa thought to herself, looking at Melony dressed in a Victorian-era dress with corset and all. Clarissa decided to find out for herself what was going on but every time she opened a door to a room expecting a familiar face but finds a stranger or two, or three she got more worried, “where is everyone?” She asked, talking to herself.

“What the hell is this?” The judge snapped, “Order!” Clarissa stepped forward, eyes swollen from tears, but her back straight. “I’m here as a witness.” My pulse was hammering. This can’t be real. Not her. Not now. She was sworn in. I stared, confusion tearing me apart. The judge motioned. “Proceed.” Daniels asked gently, “State your relationship to the plaintiff and the defendant.” Clarissa’s voice trembled. “I’m Liam’s wife. And Mia’s sister.”