Clarisse Agbegnenou Novels & Stories

’ Clara pulled a chair closer to her. ‘How?... How are you alive?...,’ Celine said shakily. ‘There is no easy way to say this... Remember when I got kidnapped 20 years ago?’ Clara said sadly. ‘Yes, I’ve always felt bad when they took you,’ Celine interjected. ‘I woke up in an orphanage in San Jose when the kidnappers released me, with no memory or recollection of who I was or anything about my family, until the nightmares came. You were always in it, but the face was not clear.’

Clarisse immediately backed away after realizing that Alice was struggling to discern present and past. She lowered her guard, making sure that Alice saw that she wasn’t a threat like the person she was seeing in her dream. "Alice. Your name is Alice, and you’re safe. I’m Clarisse, one of the heads of the Hunter organization. You’re a hunter, remember?" Clarisse slowly saw recognition in her eyes. Alice slumped back on the bed and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. "I remember my past life, but it doesn’t mean that I forget my current. I don’t have amnesia." Alice answered with an annoyed tone right after she managed to recover.

************ Author’s note : Hello cuties, What do you think of the time skip? Any guesses of what might have happened that made Clarissa and Antoine to move to Grasse? Please share your thoughts in comment section and wait for the updates. Love you all…

Clarisse Dubois stood beside her, looking every inch the woman of influence she was — sleek chignon, deep emerald gown, and pearls that gleamed like a signature. Vincent’s mother. Chloe’s mother. And one of the most complicated women Anna had ever met. Clarisse turned to her, eyes warm and calculating all at once. “Anna, darling, it really has been far too long. Look at you — even more beautiful than I remember.” Anna smiled, dipping her head slightly. “You’re being too kind, Mrs. Dubois.”

A thought flashed into her head and with shaky fingers, Clara turned her seat around and opened her phone, swiping through those pictures again and zooming each one. The only concierge who had a name tag was the head, and although it was blurred, the fact that she was aware of the one person alone whose uniform bore a tag gave her the advantage to remember the masked chief erotic concierge she had often seen at the night club. The woman who was all smiles although she couldn't see her face... Krystal. Clara swiped to the next picture and zoomed again. She had either planned it well or she wasn't even aware that the picture had been taken. Again, she wasn't lying in bed with Andre, but seemed

KLAIRE I almost held my breath as I slowly exited my room. It was dark all around. It was one o’clock and it was time for me to escape. Even my chest was throbbing with nervousness for fear that my father might catch us. But still I tried to be brave. I also wants to get away far from here. Be able to start a new life. My Nana Rosa is waiting downstairs. The step I took was light trying not to make any noises. My Nana Rosa hugged me when I reached the ground. Her eyes are wet.

She had more important things to worry about at the moment, and I was pretty sure my invitation was just an act of building castles in the air. But when Clarissa Montclair showed up at the prison to my greatest surprise, I felt something move within me. She had changed, so much that I almost couldn’t recognize her. She still bore that confident poise of hers, but she looked richer, better, and even more powerful — everything to show that she was indeed the heiress of the Montclair empire. She stared at me with so much hatred and disgust in her eyes and I held her gaze as we both looked at each other across the reinforced glass barrier. She refused to sit, and her expression did everything to

Raphael looks at Falvio and asks "is this the girl you are looking for?" "Do you know her?" asks Falvio. "You don't? I mean, you are living in her father's estate" says Raphael. "What do you mean?" asks Falvio. "That's Ines. Mr Jaques Cousteau's daughter. Gabin Cousteau's sister" says Raphael and Falvio couldn't believe his luck. "are you sure?" asks Falvio with his heart on rampage. "why would I lie?" asks Raphael and says "do you want to meet her?"

Chapter 1: Marble The night in the forest east of the demon kingdom was dark and a bit scary. Not everyone dares to go to this place. But today, this deserted forest has the appearance of a girl named Clara. She comes from a royal family of foxes. Everyone in the demon kingdom used to treat her like a princess. But after the war between the fox and wolf clan broke out, everything changed. Her parents died in a tragic battle. Despite being of royal blood, she is still fragile. The whole clan began to abandon her because they saw her as useless.

"So this is the upbringing of Mrs. Johansen. How uncouth." Clarissa's eyes widened as she glared at the woman. No one had asked her to speak, yet she insisted on opening her mouth anyway. The woman was Giselle Laurent. She had always despised homewreckers. She looked at the crowd and spoke loudly, "Clarissa rose to her position as a mistress herself. I know her, and I also know Ms. Lodge standing here. "Clarissa is the real third party. There's something wrong with her. Instead of living her life with her husband, she keeps targeting Seraphine and humiliating her."