Clarke Lexa Novels & Stories

I would say maybe it’s the baby but I’ve FINALLY been vomit-free, knock on wood, for a month now. I have despised Claire well my whole life. Since kindergarten even. The girl was a bitch then, and she’s a bitch now. ‘Well, technically, so are you. Though in the more literal sense.’ Theia unhelpfully points out. I growl for probably the millionth time today. “Luna?” Sybille arches a perfect blonde brow at me as she looks up from bouncing Xavier on her knee.

“And his.” Clarke smiled, smug and satisfied. “There he is. My filthy little switch. Knew it wouldn’t take much.” Maddox pulled me back against him, one hand sliding slowly down my chest, teasing me with his breath, his words. “You’re gonna thank us when we’re done with you. When your legs shake and your throat’s raw and you can’t look either of us in the eye without remembering how desperate you were.” “You want to be ruined, don’t you?” Clarke added, stroking himself lazily as he watched. “You want to be used until you forget you ever tried to

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

“Why are you even here? You’re just a goddamn assistant screwing her boss—” Ouch. That sounds familiar. “As the mother of his son," Clarke interrupted, her tone icy. “I have every right to be here." Her words hit the table like a thunderclap. “What?” Derrick, Lucas, Lexa and I screamed almost in unison, the shock rippling through the room. Lexa, who had been leaning back in her chair, suddenly bolted upright. “Are you kidding me? This is insane!” she exclaimed. Lucas’s laugh was bitter, almost deranged.

"Huh?" Emma Richard came back to her senses and curled her lips apologetically: "Grandpa, don't worry about me, I'm fine, it's just that ...... I'm just afraid I'll get Senior Clarke involved." "The doctor named Kenny Clarke?" Master Wright took a moment to recall the name. Emma Richard nodded and took a deep breath: "Clarke senior has always taken care of me, but this time it's going to be my fault." "I know some seniors who have a voice in the medical world, find time for Kenny Clarke to talk to them." An easy decision by Master Wright would provide a huge turnaround for Kenny Clarke's career. Emma Richard couldn't hide her excitement and apologized in shame after thanking her repeatedly.

Despite her clumsy start, her persistence was admirable. “Alex? Why are you up? You should rest more,” she panted, bending over to catch her breath. Clar was nearly 1.7 meters tall—considered tall among females—but beside Alex’s 1.9-meter frame, she seemed small. As she bent forward, a stretch of pale skin was revealed, soft curves like snow-covered hills. Alex flushed instantly. Noticing his strange expression, Clar quickly pushed him back toward the cave. “Your leg isn’t fully healed. Go rest.”

That's why I followed it and ended up at the front door of the Marcia Information Guild, then I cut the scene right there to make sure that there will be no more information about me that the emperor will be able to see. “How?... Why do you have that kind of…” he asked and can’t seem to form a question to ask. “I would like to introduce to you the master of Marcia Information Guild… Clementine Whistleton, our master and yes, I am also one of the people from that guild,” Leo told his majesty. “You are their master? It’s no wonder that the two of you seem so close,” the emperor said. “But can you tell me where my daughter is?” he continued. I stood up, then looked at him fiercely. I took the p

Before they drove away, Linda rolled down the car window and cast a lingering gaze upon me, whispering words that eluded my ears. As their car vanished from sight, I remained rooted to the spot, attempting to fathom the bewildering turn of events that had just unfolded. Just as I was about to make my way to my own car, Drake materialized before me, sporting a mischievous grin. "Ah, I see you have a new Luna. I imagine she must be quite beautiful." Seizing his shirt collar, I forcefully brought him closer, my voice resonating with a fierce growl. "Sierra belongs to me, Drake. Don't you dare come near her."

He had always wondered why Alexa doesn't take more than two classes everyday. "Then how did she still get to be a straight A student?" William smiled. "Alexa is a stubborn child, even though we try our best to stop her from studying too much in the day time... I'll still see her phone flashlight on at night... She sneakily study at night... she's a nerd!" Xander starts the car and hits the road... He looks through the rearview mirror and sees Connor and the others car driving behind him. "You'll tell me more about her as we go!"