Clarisse Pjo Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, she stepped closer to the pedestal. As her fingers touched the cool surface of the orb, a surge of energy coursed through her. Her vision blurred, and the world around her dissolved into a swirl of colors and memories. Clara found herself standing in a lush meadow, the sun shining brightly overhead. Laughter echoed around her, and she turned to see two children running through the grass—a boy and a girl, their faces radiant with joy. Her heart swelled as she realized they were her children, though they appeared older than they should have been.

“You know each other?” Clara asked, looking back and forth between them. Xavier looked away from Tokyo and turned to Clara. “Who is she to you? How do you know her?” He asked. Clara looked at Tokyo and she nodded at her. “She is my boss.” She replied Xavier. “What?” He asked and looked at Tokyo again. “Clarissa is your boss?” He asked surprised. “The boss of what?” He asked again. “Of course. That explains it, that fucking explains everything.” He scoffed and shook his head.

I paused my statement , aggressively removed the drips connected to my body , stood up from the bed, turned to leave then paused . " Mr Mayor" . I concluded and walked to the door and immediately I opened the door , Claire was standing in front of me , shock evident in her eyes . Why is she always there in my most embarrassing moments? TBC ©️Pen Nikky

" Nimue asked. Clara said nothing and kept staring at skyler daze. Mira came forward and shook Clara out of her daze." Tell me, what did you see?".she said but Clara said nothing. Come" Mira took her hand and led her to another sofa and made her sit "Clara, you have to tell me what you saw. That's the only way we can help your mate. We have to identify the curse to be able to break it" Mira told her. "I saw a room with many lit candles and ..and a triangle in a circle. There were human hearts too" she told him.

’ Claire said as she walked over to the Clarissa’s limb body sprawled on the shards of glass. ‘This is just so much work than I asked for.’ She muttered to herself as she began to pull Clarissa away from the mess. Glass scratched the wooden floor and pierced through Clarissa’s sweater and dug into her skin. Too weak to make a sound, she winced and contorted her face In pain as her eyes caught the trail of blood she left in their wake. As she tried to make sense of what exactly was happening, a thought struck her mind. It couldn’t be!

I could see his pupils flickered. “I think you are not a commoner. No women walks in rain ruining her limited edition dress.” He spoke, his coral, thin lips moved twitched. I felt my guts twisting. He must have seen me in the tabloids or in the gossip section of social media. “I am Claire Jones.” I told him my name. It was stupid of me to trust a complete stranger but this whole world is practically a stranger to me. “Claire Jones, I wasn't wrong. Everyone knows you.” He narrowed his beautiful eyes and I weakly nodded my head. His enchanting and somehow familiar eyes were making me weak, strangely.

ALANA'S POV "Clarissa, show yourself!" I said aloud and with that, a white-haired woman with a coat covering her head appeared. She had the blackest of eyes and her lips and skin were as pale as someone dead. "You Deviousness!" She said as she bowed in respect and upon seeing that, I smiled slightly as I said to her, "Have you done what I had asked of you?" I said and hearing that, she replied, "Yes! Your Deviousness, the letter has been sent to the lord of the Redmoon Clan!" Clarissa responded and hearing that, I nodded my head in understanding.

Clarissa lived alone in the East Tower villa with its private garden, where vibrant flowers bloomed. She sat in a pavilion at the garden's center, wearing a claret robe and holding a moonstone-staff topped with a lunar crescent. Her face looked haggard. "Good afternoon, Clarissa," Erasmus greeted with a bow. Clarissa's claws dug into her seat. Frost-laced pheromones crystallized the air, forcing Fabian to kneel ten paces away, his Beta ears trembling under her pressure. "You condone this madness?" she hissed, her slit pupils glowing blood-red. "When Frostfang's Alpha spilled seven lives to pave your throne, did you smell the silvermoon grass in his blood?"

Okay so in the story I haven’t mentioned how the main characters look. So here are their physical descriptions just to give you a heads up. :) Summer: 17 years old. Dark brown short hair, She wears glasses (not always, only when she plays video games or uses the computer) Pale skin. Average height. Brown eyes. She isn’t overweight nor shes thin.. she somewhere in the middle. you know curvy. :p tomboy. Ginger: 17 years old. Orange-Ginger long hair, she is fair, thin. She also has glasses. blue eyes. She's like the cute nerd.

Clarisse explained. "Whatever," Sandro muttered, glancing at a winged woman with dark-brown hair and a petite figure approaching. "Can they see us?" "No," Clarisse shook her head. "We are in the past, and all these events happened before." "Good," Sandro breathed out. The idea of being observed by the creatures he was gazing at was unsettling. The phoenixes before him were unlike any he had encountered. While at Ascotan, they were not as mysterious or frightening as exemplified by Arabella.