Clarke Lexa Fanfic Novels & Stories

Blake stood next to her, watching it come to life. When Celendra saw Clarissa she hummed with understanding. But Clarissa lay on top of Stefan. Sticks and grass clung to her hair and dirt splattered her face. Celendra waved her hand without speaking and their voices carried through. “You have been there for me.” Clarissa whispered heatedly. Clarissa’s cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled with admiration. Blake stiffened and his face grew taut in a grimace. Tears filled his eyes as he thought about how he wanted her to say that to him.

I say in a serious and lustfull voice and her eyes widen what makes me hesitate for a moment. Did she not want me to touch her? Is it to soon or.. my head runs wilde and as I was about to say something when Felix annoying and panicking voice rings in my head " Alpha! I lost Clarke.. we were training and she suddenly run off after.." He starts but I cut him off after saying "relex , she is with me ."

Lexie teased, giggling when she heard Ram gasp. “Naughty little Lexie…” he muttered. “Anyway, I need to ask you something about Dr. Clarke.” Lexie was about to reply, but all she heard was the dial tone. As she’d told Ram, Lexie had the driver drop her off at her own place. When she got out of the car, she saw her cousin Claire walking along the sidewalk. She immediately called out to her. Claire quickly approached, teasing her. “So, riding in a Mustang now?”

Velma suggested. Valko let his wolf take some control but not all. His eyes zeroed in on the red-headed beauty that was trying to whine on the man in the corner. “Who is that?” He demanded, pointing over to where Clarke was trying to throw it back on Lazarus. His wolf wouldn’t take his eyes off her. He wanted to go to her and do nasty, sexy things to her. “That’s Clarke, one of Miranda’s best friends. Why?” Velma inquired.

“But I need allies who know him. Not from the battlefield—but from inside his den.” Lena’s voice trembled. “I lost everything.” Ceres stepped closer and took her hand. “Then fight for something. For what’s left.” Lena was silent for a long time. The wind sighed around them, carrying the faint smell of sulfur. Finally, Lena nodded. “Fine. One fight. But if I fall—don’t let him twist me too.” The Hidden Message Before dawn, the library flared to life. Xavier sat at the long table, a torch at his shoulder. Maera arrived carrying a scorched scroll tucked into Lena’s armour. She handed it to him wordlessly.

This is not him in control. I think his wolf has taken over completely. I don't want to be dead, so I better fix it. "I am sorry, Alpha; it won't happen again," I pleaded. His eyes reverted to their normal color. He ran to help me up, with an apologetic look on his face. "I am so sorry, Clarissa; I did not mean to hurt you." "I think Lex took over; he is usually fueled by rage." "Don't worry about it; I have seen worse, I told him."

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I froze. Lena. She stood at the edge of the circle, pale and bruised, wrapped in bandages, her hand clutching the doorframe for balance. Her eyes burned, desperate, locked on mine. The crowd gasped, parting around her. My chest heaved, blood dripping from my fists, my body trembling with fury. She shook her head weakly. “Don’t.” Her voice cracked, but it was enough. Elias coughed beneath me, blood bubbling at his lips, his smirk faint but still there. “See? Even now… she stops you.”

I spoke through the tingling sensation on the tip of my fingers, inside my stomach, as I touched Clay over the thin Tee he was wearing. It took him a second to release Garrick, but he eventually did and I realized that he had been holding him about a foot above the ground. Garrick’s hand went to rub his throat upon his release but he didn’t complain. As the future Alpha, Clay outranked him a hundred times over even if he was much younger in age. “Go,” I told Garrick when Clay didn’t turn to face me. “I’ll call you later.” Garrick didn’t need any more encouragement and Clay turned at that instant to face me, his face a storm barely contained. His gemstone eyes were aglow from within and rage

Stood up. Turned. And left. As if escaping. He didn’t want to hear. And even less to see. His mate…getting too close to another male. “Lucas, you” Clar had just started to speak. But Luna gently stopped her. The next moment a breath drew close. Right by her ear. A low voice fell “Clar.” “Tonight—you’re mine.” That voice was like a feather. Lightly brushing past. Yet stirring a fine tremor. Clar’s heart jumped violently.