Clay X Peril Novels & Stories

He even has the respect of people who don’t know him. Outside the walls of The Rebelution, he is unknown by the other packs because he doesn’t communicate with them. The only time when Clay is in action, is when Beast is in killing mode – and that’s usually on rescue missions where we rescue those trapped by Simoa. During the past five years, of the three thousand members of The Rebelution, about half of them were rescued from Simoa’s grasp. Clayton has really dedicated his life to The Rebelution and taking down his parents and Simoa. We’re all confident in that he’s doing all that he can. I know for a fact that we’re all itching to attack, but he won’t let us go into it prematurely, and so

BLAKE’S POV There was something wrong. The way she moved. The way she spoke. Even the way she looked! But most importantly, the way she held the clay. Clara was angry, everyone could tell that, but what was surprising was how she held the clay in her hands that she was using to demonstrate how to burnish after molding. The sides of the almost hardened clay were beginning to crack from the pressure her palms exerted on them. All of us were deathly quiet probably to know if we could hear the bowl crack, but mostly so our heads wouldn’t be next in line.

Delilah twisted quickly, lifting the hem of her gown to free her legs as she dodged his strike. Their eyes locked. She understood immediately. He was testing her. Testing if she could fight in the very gown she planned to wear tonight, if she could still be dangerous when dressed like temptation itself. Fine. She wouldn’t back down. Not tonight. Her lips curved into a sharp smile. “If you wanted to be my scapegoat, Death, you could’ve just asked.” And with that, the fight began…fierce and fast. Ymir wasn't even bothered, she just took Riley inside to put her in bed.

She's a perfect creation. "Tell me what you want me to do with you," Rage challenged her. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Their gazes locked with equal fervor. She is a shy and reserved individual. However, when it comes to Rage, he can bring out her wild side. "I want you to fuck me, Rage. I want to taste you all. Devour my body and soul. Take me with all your might!" she begged. She is aware of how damped she is right now. Rage smirked at her and reached out to touch the wetness of her mound. "Hmm, so wet, so ready for me," he teases her.

Clay was definitely drunk. He weaved all over the sky as Yale flew as close as he could, acting as a beacon. Clay danced in the clouds and blew smoke everywhere. Yale laughed in dragon form, watching his brother be fully intoxicated off half a bottle of wine, but Clay had always been a lightweight. They were soon close to the castle, and just as they were almost there, Clay began to pee. His pee fell to the village below. Making large puddles below. Luckily it was the middle of the night, and the village was silent, but Yale knew tomorrow, there would be an ungodly stench the villagers would have a hard time getting rid of.

And seeing how devastated Axel was now, Clay was determined not to break any woman's heart. Clay didn't want to get karma! Clay didn't want to look as pathetic as Axel!

What Drix really meant was “This is all your fault” Clay wanted to ask his son desperately what he would have done in that situation but he already knew the answer. For one, he should never have given in to pressure and sold his son who hated chosen mates more than anything. No, that was exactly what he was thinking about when he agreed. He knew that Hendrix would keep to his word and never get involved with a woman, and he feared for the future of the pack. Clay had hoped that it would be enough to guarantee the birth of a successor, but he never expected the trickery he met. The true contract was covered so he didn't see it and signed. If only he'd been patient enough to seek the help of h

The young woman drank a lot, causing the maid dissatisfaction. Gulls cries made Nocté shudder. White-winged birds flew past the window, rushing to the cliff with the mill, where they built their nests. On foggy days, cliff wasn’t visible at all. Closer to the cliff, the sand was taken over by wide stone slabs, lined with black veins of sinkholes, where small crabs and clams caught on seaweed huddled. At high tide, the stones were hidden under the water, and at low tide it was possible to find partially opened shells with pearls.

Genji said as he pulled out his holo phone. “DON'T YOU DARE SEND IT TO MAIKA AND GET ME OUT OF HERE NOW!” Clayton shouted. Genji and Willow rolled their eyes as they laughed at the sergeant as they tried to pull him out by grabbing his center and groin plate. “I will hand it to you Clay despite Esmeralda blowing up. I am more impressed that you didn’t get torn in half by that explosion.” “Well Bossman I am awesome and I got plot armor!” Clayton bragged. “I would not count on it, you are merely a lucky mortal.” The Demon grunted.

"I love you, Seraphine. Remember that always. No matter what happens." The blade fell with a sickening sound. His head rolled away from his body. My scream shattered the night, but it could not bring him back. "Kieran's mate and child will be banished from this pack," Alpha Darius announced over my broken sobs. "Ten years of exile for their tainted blood. Let them wander the wilderness until the shame washes clean." "Ten years?" Mama's voice broke. "She is just a child, Darius. Just a baby."