Claudia Stilinski Novels & Stories

I adjust Claudia in my arms, shifting her backpack onto my shoulder so I can hold her closer to my chest. My beast calms slightly at the serene expression on her face, but I’m not convinced. She’s too light—so thin I can feel the ridges of her ribs through her clothes. Scratches mar her delicate features, but they do nothing to diminish her beauty. Claudia has always been striking, her small, sharp features and full lips giving her an air of fragility. But the Claudia I knew was anything but fragile. She’d look like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, only to hit you with the force of a hurricane.

I shrieked. “Yeah— about that, how did you save me?” “Actually... I didn't, Stefan was the one who saved you, he knew exactly what to do,” I mumbled, staring at him. “And I am curious to know how... And what Stefan knows about Hexlene,” Isaac walked over to Stefan who wasn't bothered by him, in fact, he felt hostile towards him and I could feel the bitterness flowing through his veins, “The yellow undertone of the skin, parched lips, difficulty breathing... I can recognize that anywhere because of my mother. She saved— someone one dying, I saw what she did, and I just followed the steps I remember,” he muttered.

I’m stuck in this stupid fucking chair! I just have to bide my time. Don’t react. He probably has Stacie. He always hated her, just don’t react. Stace took the same self-defence and MMA classes. Thank God for her support, she can fight as good as I can. What sounds like an office chair is rolling across the uneven cement floor. Dean appears back into the room, when he gets into the light, I realise it’s….

I picked up a magazine, flipping over the pages, my eyes not straying from the sleek smooth laminated papers with images of models displayed on them. " As i had said earlier, you are clumsy. I didn't think that you would follow me down here, Marceline." - I paused my actions. I flipped the magazine shut, placing it back on the table. "So are you in...........or out." " But I'm not sure if it's within my job description to actually stalk people like that, especially top list stars like Miss Irina." - Bennett/ Marceline explained in a soft voice, her fingers adjusting the edges her glasses.

Theresia asked, halfway through her sauvignon blanc. “If I say no, Claudia will burn my firm to the ground and leak something to Abuelo,” I replied flatly. Jasmine curled her lip. “Ugh. Claudia is literally the villain with a Chanel collection.” Theresia nodded. “We should send her a glitter bomb.” “I’d prefer a real bomb. But glitter works too,” I muttered, shoving another bite of pasta into my mouth. It tasted amazing. Or maybe I was just too starving to be objective.

“Their majesties, Emperor Clyde Westernia, Empress Rosita Westernia… their highnesses, first prince, Prince Noah Westernia, second prince, Prince Benjamin Westernia… together with the Grand Duke Dave Whistleton, Duchess Morticia Chase Whistleton, their son, young lord Damian Whistleton and daughter, lady Clementine Whistleton,” the announcer shouted to get everyone’s attention. When the door in front of us opened, we went down through the stairs. Everyone’s clapping and whispering as we enter the banquet hall.

“ Stop worrying, when has Nikolai never made it out of the woods, “ Viv said off-handedly. I ignored her and went outside to wait for the cars to come back. Of course, I wasn’t just standing there. I went to the garden and then to the grape farm. Every single time, I came to check if my man had arrived. When the cars entered the estate again, I almost broke my legs trying to get there to see what had gone down. I stood by the fountain, waiting for the car doors to open. I relaxed when I saw Nikolai get out of the car while holding a woman’s hand. The woman had a bag over her head. I knew it was Claire from the immaculate clothes she had on. Even in the face of danger, Claire always found a w

— Luciana frowned when she heard her friend say. -Because? I thought we would go together. —Lu, Saúl will also go. -And what is the problem? — Luciana still didn't understand, because as far as she understood, she got along very well with Saúl. Irina snorted, she knew that Luciana had become a sullen person, she didn't really like interacting with people, she hated having to deal with someone unless it was work, maybe if she were the Luciana from years ago everything would be simpler.

Claudia nodded slightly and said softly, “Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wade...” Stephanie, who was aside, introduced, “Brother Charlie, this is the second employee in our store, Claudia DiNorscio. Claudia’s mother is Oskian, and her father is Italian. She is half-Oskian, and she has been learning the Oskian dialect from her mother ever since she was a child. That’s why she is particularly fluent in the Oskian dialect and is not much different compared to us.” “So, that’s how it is.” Charlie nodded gently as he pondered in his heart.

Meanwhile, Claudia Luvin and Lisa Felisha were seen still sitting at their places with their quite relaxed fashions. “No more other better options then...” quipped Claudia Luvin with her dreadfully terrible as well as threatening smirk. “I think there’s nothing else we can do besides confessing the truth about who we actually are. Isn’t it, Claudia?” quipped Lisa Felisha, also with her awfully terrifying as well as vastly vicious smirk.