Clementine Characters Novels & Stories

The cemetery was slowly becoming empty as those who attended left one after the other. The kings and Caitlyn were the only ones remaining after some time. Caitlyn walked to them. "Thank you so much. Your presence means a lot to me, " She managed to force a smile. Her eyes were red and puffy as a result of crying so much. "It's nothing, dear," Madam Scarlett smiled at her. "We'll leave now," Herald told her as they got on their feet. "Thank you so much for attending, " Caitlyn thanked them again. Madam Scarlett stretched out her hands for a hug.

Chapter 112 Epilogue As Celine sat on the edge of the bed, staring at a picture frame of her family which had her Mom, Claire, Jake, Bryant, and herself in it, she couldn't help but smile excitedly. This was the kind of family she had always prayed for. The kind of life she had always prayed to her maker for. Being with her family and getting married to a loving man. She couldn't be more than glad that her prayers were all answered.

Clement smiled devilishly and tried to grab Brutus' wrist with his left hand. "I dare you!" Suddenly, a skinny and crafty-looking punk stepped out from behind Jeremiah and punched Clement.

Cynamon suddenly says, looking up at me. “Oh,” I say, unable to stop the smile on my face. “What is it then?” She gently touch her finger to our daughter's face, “Clementine… her name is Clementine.” “Clementine,” I say, tasting the name. To be honest right now I would probably have agreed to any name she suggested, but I am truthful when I tell her. “I like it… welcome to the world sweet Clementine.”

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

They haven't turned into wolves yet, but their eyes are already red like predators, turning the person before them into an enemy, rushing and tearing them apart. Vincent continuously throws powerful punches at Clement, all carrying destructive power, Vincent's attacks can kill people, but there is no mercy here. If it was anyone else, I'm afraid he had died countless times, but Clement was no ordinary character; he stepped on corpses to get to where he is today. "Good!" Clement raised an angry voice when he couldn't dodge and was hit by Vincent's blow. Taking that opportunity, he lunged at Vincent, mercilessly aiming for Vincent's spine to die.

Then it was Cath’s turn to order, “One Smoked Apalachicola Oysters for Lyra and Paarmesan – Herb Angus for me.” “You and Lyra seemed like twin sisters.” Genevieve commented and Catherine, for some reason, wanted to make Genevieve go home. “Yeah, we saw you two earlier goofing around.” Jackson said and Klein nodded as well as some of the girls. Lyra thought that Catherine was like some Goddess for Mrs. Hernandez’s students. She was truly a role model for them and genuinely interested in making friends with her. She was seeing a new side of Catherine. “Also, you recommended her.” Ingrid added and everyone was looking at Catherine with eagerness hoping to tell the story behind that.

“Salome can handle herself, Aiden. This is an adult situation. You wouldn’t understand what’s going on even if I explained it to you.” Aiden crossed his arms, looking insulted. “You’re actually heartless, you know that?” “I was voted Most Cold Hearted in my senior year,” Clementine said with a small, sharp smile. “I have a reputation to maintain.” She looked up and realized that Benedict and Richard were both staring at her with wide, confused eyes. “This is Aiden,” Clementine said, waving a hand toward her brother. “He’s my brother.” Richard blinked, his fork halfway to his mouth. “But you told us he was the brother of Salome’s friend. You were very specific about that.”

“But before that, she’ll try to break me. Let her come. Let her try. It's going to hurt and you're going to fight. I'm going to push you away as much as I can, but you are going to need to stay with me. You're going to need to focus on my voice, on me, Carter, not on her.” Suddenly, Carter lunged, eyes glazed over, face twisted in pain and confusion. He grabbed me by the throat, shoving me back hard against the wall. “Lysandra!” Damon shouted. Delilah screamed. But I didn’t flinch. His claws scraped my skin, drawing blood. And I smiled. “This is the best you’ve got?” I hissed. “Come on, Tatiana. Show me who you really are. I thought that you were stronger than this. Is this the reputation th