Clay X Danielle Novels & Stories

Clara has done a lot of harm to Danielle, she's too scared to go back to her. "We'll invite you for dinner someday. You both would get to talk and get over whatever is lurking around you. Danielle, we have to go." "Wait," said Clara. She brought out something from her bag and handed it to Danielle. "I didn't know what to get for you exactly but, this is all I could think of. Happy birthday, D." The moment she gave it to Danielle, she ran away. When we got to the car, the tears streamed down her face. "You bitch!" She cried and smiled.

Tyler smirked, remarking, "Look at her, actually getting some shut-eye. We'll see how long that lasts." Axel gazed at Daniella's face, his fists clenched tightly. That face had haunted him for five years. Noticing Axel's change in demeanor, Tyler added, "Axel, her reputation will be in tatters." Axel nodded in agreement. "Hello…" Suddenly, Clara's voice emanated from Axel's laptop. Tyler narrowed his eyes. 'Let the good show commence!' Clara introduced YN with great enthusiasm on the stage. However, when she pressed a key on her laptop, Tyler pressed the Space button simultaneously.

I started being a DJ here when I was still fifteen, and the people love me and my music. My name is Claire Daven Lawrence, but I don't honor my second name because it was from my stupid a**hole of a father. And my stage name is DJ XCeed. "Uh, okay. That will be fine, Shay. You know, if the right time will come, that real and true love of yours will be the one to come to you. You don't have to rush." I told her while rubbing her back.

She was a bit on the curvy side, and her black suit was really fitting her well, point is, she was stunning. She showed me around the office and introduced me to almost everyone, everyone who I probably won't even remember. She talked, a lot, and I enjoyed listening to her tell me little details about herself. For example, she's afraid of dogs, not really a fan of going out, she is married and she's twenty-eight, she also works in the accounting section and says she was surprised when Daniels asked for her to show me around. Apparently, he's a dick at work. "He sounds like a dick," I commented as we rode the elevator back up to Mr Daniels floor. Kira burst out into giggles and covered her mo

It was only then that I realized Lacys hand clamped together with mine. I broke free of her hold, just as Cory blocked Dani on the stairs. “Do you want to go to a party with me?” He asked her. She stepped back a second looking between me and him. And then once at the girls. “I don’t think so.” Lacy looked to me and asked again in lowered voice, “Who is that?” Dani spoke loud as she pushed Cory to the side, “I’m no one.” Then she walked past us and into the kitchen.

Clay smiles at him. “Listen, we can’t change the past but we can reshape the future and the minute you protected my mate and sent your warriors back to protect our pack I saw the shift in you. Lets just move forward” Clay says, holding his hand out to Dylan. Dylan looks at his hand for a second then takes it, he smiles at us both. “That’s more than I deserve, I’ll be in touch soon” he turns to leave. Clay slides an arm around my waist. “Come on, Harriet is driving Trent crazy” he says making us both laugh.

But she couldn’t quite reach, so Clay chuckled softly and effortlessly lifted her off the ground. Their lips met, and she murmured, “You’re back,” as her arms wrapped snugly around his neck. “And you brought company.” Makayla laughed brightly, her warmth radiating through the bustling air. “Meet Zeus,” she pointed to the chubby corgi, “and Tinkerbell. Pocket’s dad and mom. And that’s Xenia—Clay’s girlfriend, if that wasn't already clear from the PDA.” Xenia’s gaze drifted towards me, still nestled in Clay’s strong embrace. “You must be Lilac! Finally!” she exclaimed, her grin contagious. “Mak’s been holding out on us. Welcome to New York.”

"I don't want to be drunk, Demi." She did not add to what I said. I was silent even though I knew I had Alforo's eyes focused. "What time are we going home?" I asked as I eyed Demi. He turned to me. "This afternoon, Ria." I sighed at what I heard. I scanned through my phone as I received one message and it's from Klaud. I clicked it then read it casually. That's when I figured out something. Klaud and I were still casual to each other.

“Go away and stop embarrassing yourself.” Harlan watched the exchange, his eyes gleaming with amusement, clearly enjoying it. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a sleek card embossed with gold lettering. “You know, Yasmine,” Harlan said, his voice smooth and loud enough to make sure I heard every word. “A nobody can't just show up to my place tonight, because we have a strict guest list. That’s why I wanted to give you this personally.” He handed the invitation to her, his fingers brushing against hers. “I really hope you make it.”

So even if it tears me to me bits, I tamp down on my self-respect and just remain in a corner of the room, someone whose existence is ignored. Maybe Adam notices my silence because he suddenly suggests one day, “Why don’t you take Danielle out to lunch, Maya? Get to know her.” I see the flash of irritation in Maya’s eyes, and I instantly say, “It’s fine. I don’t need-” “I don’t think your mate likes me very much,” Maya says, her voice soft and sad. Adam frowns at me, “Don’t be like that Danielle. If she’s being nice, you don’t have to act snobbish.”