Clarisse Cat Novels & Stories

"In order to carry out the needs of karma I have no choice but to maximise your pleasure in return." "Oh, yes of course!" agreed Claire very quickly. She looked over at Fred. "Did you bring the Pussylicious." Fred seemed a little confused by the exchange. "Huh? What... er no, you said not to. I already told you that." Claire gave a small sigh of disappointment as she peeled off her baby-blue thong, and sat down on the couch, spreading her lithe legs wide. Fred blinked in surprise at the sight. Claire's pussy was just as beautiful as the rest of her sensational body, and the trimmed patch of public hair above her cunt was as red as the hair on her head. "I guess you'll have to lick my pussy w

Shysie said. ‘Brother? A f*cking hybrid?’ Clarissa walked to her patio and was not surprised when she saw a naked Wynn on the floor. “I should kill you,” Clarissa said, leaving the sliding door open and walking towards her front door. Clarissa opened the door and showed them with her hand towards her patio, rolling her eyes. ‘If I was not outnumbered, I would have killed the hybrid,’ she thought, furious with herself. “Blood,” Wynn stammered, weak, when Paris picked him up.

“What are you doing here?” “I… I uh…” Before he could complete his reluctant utterance, a side of the double door swung open and a partial view of the grand stairs ahead was presented. Then, Clarissa appeared, an illuminated lantern in her hold. Pulling down the hood of the dark-coloured, warm-looking cloak draping down her shoulders, the jolly face of the woman greeted Zaramanni. But, before Clarissa could say anything, her sight landed on the young he-wolf who was listening. Walking out to the huge porch, her arched brows knitted and she said, “Isaac?”

Clarisse checked herself out again the sixth time, making sure everything was in order and asking Blue multiple times about her looks before leaving the room, dressed in a skinny black trouser, a white turtle neck top with long sleeves, black ankle boots, and a big black sweater. Blue assisted in putting on light makeup for her, wore a bangle, and carried a black purse. " Hi", she greeted smiling as she saw Christian waiting for her by the car. " Hey Mama, looking gorgeous", he complimented causing her to smile,

A smile spread across my lips at the mere thought of her coming back to the pack. **Clair's POV*** “Argh!” I screamed out as I thrashed everything I found on my makeup desk. Immediately, the door to my room flew open and Teresa rushed in. “Clair, what's going on? Why are you mad? Who made you this angry?” I turned my gaze towards Teresa, tears in my eyes. “Teresa, what am I going to do now? He's refused to give me back my kids. What am I supposed to do!”

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.

She didn't waiver as she reached my Luna, I followed behind trying to be as small as possible so maybe she wouldn't be as angry with me. "Luna Cathy of the dark woods pack I would like to make a request of you if I may. My name is Clarissa, I am from the Blue Moon pack and I know my pack will be joining you later this evening but I was speaking with Rouge here at school and I was wondering if it is okay if I help make her presentable for the meeting of my pack later? I wont be in your way and I have some clothes and makeup in my car that would work amazing on her and I'm sure my Alpha would love to hear you allowed me to help her since she is a potiental member of our pack." Clarissa spoke s

“Uh, not that I know of. Why? Are you on some secret spy mission now?” He gave me an exasperated look. “You and I both know that if you were seen at my flat, this would end badly.” I heard a meow at my feet; a fluffy orange cat weaved around my ankles. I reached down to stroke its head. “You have a cat?” I said, rather inanely. “That’s Clurichaun.” “What does that mean?” “It’s an Irish sprite that drinks too much.” I laughed. When I bent down, Clurichaun put his paws on my knee, demanding that I continue to pet him.

The air carried a chilly breeze making their faces look white and pale. "Even if I keep her, it's likely she would run, she looks like the gentle wild one," Clarence said showing his white perfect teeth. "Gentle wild one?" James asked confused. How can one be gentle and also wild? Clarence smiled before turning to face the man behind him "Oh my butler James, you won't understand if I tell you." "It's like this…, she looks gentle and is gentle but she can get super wild at some situations," He said and recalled when Kate was ranting her frustration on him.

Clark shouted. “I don't need a companion, I don't need your mercy. I don't need you, I need Rhiza. She is the one I want to be with and not anyone of you,” said Clarisse who were almost crying. I could feel Clark's extreme anger at the woman. He could not speak when he saw Clarisse crying and just sat on the floor. I grabbed Clark by the arm to stop him from speaking. I gave him a begging look so the expression on his face immediately softened towards me. He took a deep breath into me and nodded, meaning he was going to be quiet.