Novel & Cerita Clarisse Pjo

Alma smiled at Clarissa and asked, “How are you all?” “We are fine. I can see you’re beautiful as always,” Clarissa said. Alma smiled, “Thank you,” she said. They were having umbrellas, knowing that it’s going to rain. “Who’s this new girl?” she asked, looking at Chloe. “You might have heard, she’s our Alpha’s mate,” Clarissa said. “Oh, you’re that girl. Nice to meet you, I am his mother,” “I know; my name is Chloe. Nice to meet you,”

Demetria said crossly, ending her long narration. “Damn!” Clarice’s admiration for the girl quickly faded, replaced by contempt, appalled by the girl’s ferocious personality. “So pretty yet so evil. She indeed deserved a spot here. Forsaken and forgotten to pay for her notoriety,” she commented coldly. Heavy silence enveloped the room for a moment. Clarice cleared her throat. “Um, I have a question? Can I also summon strong winds and thunder? I have not tried them yet.”

Princess Jewel said and smile sadly at her, she seems to have been waiting for her to come “Looks like you already made up your mind” Claire replied not giving a slight care about her sad look “I already made up my mind to marry the man I love, doing this will only help me to achieve my heart desire” she said and sigh “Am sorry for what happened I never mean to expose you” she said and Claire scoff in disbelief of her words Jewel smiled again at her reaction “well maybe a part of me wanted to see you panic in trouble, your domineering attitude annoys and I hate the fact that you are considered the first instead of me”

that was three months ago now I'm just fighting to survive, working both online and manual jobs to meet up with my needs but thanks to skating I've been schooling through scholarships and sponsors now all that sacrifice and pain and years is about to be in vain because a Nepo baby decided to look like me. "Ariiiii "Clarisse yells my name from upstairs " come over here you gotta see this" she said waving her hands signaling me to hurry up. Clarisse typically my soulmate. she has been with me since we were 10 years old never left my side since then, her parents and my mom are friends. Clarisse is very intelligent she won gold medals in quizzes and academic marathons, sometimes I didn't know wh

(The humor). Clarisse: Clarisse, AKA Clare, is Sylar's first fledgling. She is a fan of Milo's works and believed he had found vampires, thinking he couldn't have died and there wasn't any evidence pointing to his murder. She didn't freak out at the existence of vampires and was a strange human. Her eyes used to be blue with purple specks, attracting Sylar to her to turn her, but after she turned and was fed, her eyes became a pure purple. She can drink blood but it doesn't satisfy her as much as feeding off the souls or spirits of other people. After being found out to be a soul sucker, Sylar instructed her to feed from Calix only because of the plethora of souls he has collected and it wou

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Clara’s POV And she unleashed hell.A pillar of fire slammed into Dorian, and for a heartbeat, he laughed.Then he screamed.The Rift magic inside him writhed, rejecting her purity. Flames devoured him—not just body, but soul. I watched his shadows tear loose, his form distorting as he tried to cling to something beyond life.He reached for Clara.And I was there.I caught his wrist—and broke it.He shrieked—and vanished into the fire.Gone.Silence crashed down like a wave. The flames receded, and Clara crumpled to her knees.I was beside her before she hit the ground, catching her, cradling her against me as the bond pulsed—whole. Fierce. Alive.She looked up at me, trembling, eyes rimmed with fire.>

Sinclair drowned herself in tears, eventually becoming borderline deranged as a result. Sometimes, she'd mistake Clarisse for me and call her my name, force-feeding her all sorts of things that she was allergic to. Then, when she was clear of mind, she'd beat and shout at her instead. Clarisse wanted to escape, but she was so used to living a luxurious life that she didn't want to go back to becoming a commoner. In the end, she could only endure her torturous fate. On the day I left, Jasper tried to chase after me by car, only to be caught in an accident, leaving one of his legs crippled.

Klair says. "Can I keep this?" I ask with tears in my eyes. "Of course dear " Klair says back squeezing my forearm. I see a photo of what looks like a little Michael holding a baby. "Is that Michael holding one of his brothers?" I say smiling. "No honey that's you." Klair responds. "Oh look here is one of you, Clarissa, Michael, Remy and Shade." Klair says with a sad smile. "Clarissa?" I say questioning eyes. "Yes, Clarissa was my niece. She died with the pack." Klair says with a tear slipping down her cheek.

I clenched my fists in my lap but stayed silent. Clarisse stepped closer, her eyes gleaming. “You know, you’re making this very hard for me. All I wanted was for you to quietly pack up and leave. But no, you had to make this complicated.” She picked up a jug of juice from the table, swirling it slowly in her hand as if weighing her options. Then, with one sharp motion, she dumped it all over my plate. The cold liquid splashed onto my lap, soaking my dress. “What are you—?”