Cleo #h2o Novels & Stories

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

he said and she nodded before following him. *** "Yes, it's me. Nice to see you again Karl Kings" she smiled and his jaw almost dropped. "Claire?! What are you doing here?" He asked. "As might know already know, I'm here for your product," she said " You... You own Bright Corp?" He asked as his eyes almost pop out of their socket. "Yeah, I think it's time I introduce myself properly. My name is Claire Bright, I am the CEO of Bright Corp" she stretched her hand forward for a shake.

Pull Cleo! I screamed through our flash. At the same time, we each pulled as hard as we could. Cleo ripped the back leg from its body, as I did with its front. The large wolf howled out and fell to the ground. With only two legs it could no longer stand, but it also wasn’t dead. Cleo stalked over and pressed her paw to the wolf's neck. And with one swift swipe, she tore open its throat. Blood spurted from the open gashes and then settled into a steady stream, slowly watering the earth beneath it with its thick red blood. With a nod to Cleo, we each jumped onto our next target. We stayed close to each other, helping each other when we needed. Cleo is a fantastic fighter and a brilliant battle

"Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" A beautiful smile broke across her face. "I'm Cleo Devereux." Her eyes shimmered as her eyes searched his. "You're Caleb Valient, are you not?" Caleb nodded his head while she pushed her strawberry blond waves away from her face and over her shoulder. "You truly do have the most stunning cognac eyes." Startled by the remark, Caleb could only watch Cleo flounce off. His eyes darted to Persephone, who was watching him with an unimpressed look sharpening her features. His eyes narrowed at her expression as she passed by him.

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

“Now, I’m going to go fetch a few things and leave you to soak, Miss Cole. You still have a few hours before Tiernan eats dinner.” For the moment, she blocked out everything, managing only a small wave at Cleo as she slipped deeper in the water, slowly letting her head slide underneath the surface. After a moment, she sat back up and spent a few minutes reading the bottles on the lip of the tub. There were three kinds of shampoo, and she selected the one that smelled like honeysuckle and vanilla. It lathered in her hands, unlike the baking soda paste they used at home, followed by a vinegar rinse.

Oh, Cleo. You have no idea who you're messing with.

"For Cleo. For Cleo's mate." #

I can't lose more people. Khloe suddenly stopped screaming, but the fear in her eyes increased as Leona's sapphire blue eyes began glowing. "I won't lose...anyone else..." Leona mumbled, looking at the gigantic blob of water lurking over Khloe. Like a small dog, the water began to hesitate, as if fearing for its life. "Get away from my friend...please..." Leona pleaded. The humming slowly faded away and the water fell right back down. Khloe no longer felt like she was drowning and climbed out of the water as Leona dropped to her knees.

She added in a whisper as we both heard incoming footsteps. “Ladies, I’m back!” Cleo called, walking into the room looking like a real-life gothic barbie doll. She was wearing a black bodycon dress with thick tank top straps and a slit that went up to her thigh. She had classy-looking black heels on and when she turned to pour herself another glass of wine on the deck before coming back in to see us, I could see they had red bottoms. I remembered Victor throwing a fit about Amelia buying a pair of these shoes, I knew they were high quality and expensive. Yet somehow on Cleo, the shoes didn’t make her look spoiled or entitled the way they did Amelia. She looked statuesque and sophisticated, t