Clive Rosfield Novels & Stories

was wondering how much of that was actually true. “You said my dad brought me here days later?” I asked her trying to make sense of things. “Yes Rouge, it was days later; I think he tried to make it work but I could tell him was losing his strength, he wasn’t eating because he needed to stay with you and he knew you both wouldn’t make it if things continued the way they were.” Rose answered me, her gentle voice was soft as she spoke. “Did you know much about him Rose?” I asked wanting to know more. “No sadly they weren’t here long, I wanted to know him more but it was hard in the pack at that time. I truly believe if we hadn’t been at war things might have been different but the Alpha at th

Universal Element Priest naturally did not believe him. "Actually, during the previous tournament, Klondike possessed my body and fought Chase. Klondike lost then." Clive recalled the tournament situation where his own strength had been completely inadequate. Klondike had fully taken over his body to fight Chase. After Klondike's defeat and retreat, Clive's consciousness was damaged, and Rania dragged him back toward the Holy Land. Halfway there, they faced an ambush from River, another Klondike-corrupted being. With a trace of clarity and determination, Clive gained the evil god's favor once more and killed River with a single sword strike.

"They're Clive Travis, and Blaise Kelsey. Fire and healing elements, respectively." The guy named Clive stepped forward and held up a hand to her. "Nice to meet you," he enthusiastically said with a mega-watt smile. He has curly brown hair that looks like a bird's nest and bright brown eyes. Clive was the tallest among the men. He looked like a giant baby. Chloe accepted his huge hand firmly. "Nice to meet you, too." Blaise flashed his all-white teeth in a cute grin. He's just the same height as Lucian but he looked older than all of them. With emerald green eyes and auburn hair, he looked like an autumn season that will warm the whole group.

But then Roselia runs away from her home at the age of 12 for reasons that would haunt her forever. She gets on a train and travels to a different state which is when she is rescued by a man who finds her on the streets, rifling through garbage. Little does she know that the man, Derek Clifford, is the heir to the ‘Cliffords dynasty’, a billionaire family, known for masquerading their money source as a ‘family business’. But the biggest revelation awaits Roselia at the Clifford mansion… that the person responsible for her father’s ‘unexpected death’ might just be a very important member of the Clifford’s family.

He's a genius at disguise. Clyde accompanied her to the cafeteria to place an order. She is familiar to him, but he is unfamiliar to her. Who hasn't heard of Clyde James Rodriguez, the legendary leader of the King Trios? Their outstanding academic and extracurricular achievements have made them the buzz of the campus. After all, their splendor and wealth are reassuring. They're great guys who are always at the top of everyone's husband's wish list.

My hand flies to my mouth, but then I laugh. “Your mate, Arnold, emergency, remember?” Sherry reminds her friend and takes her hand off his mouth. I take a small peek to see Zack's reaction, but he doesn't have any. He just keeps a straight face and this really reminds me of when I first met William. “Alright, alright. This way.” Clive is the one who leads us. When I arrive at the room where Rosalie is lying down, I can feel how bad she's suffering such that it almost chokes me too.

Elis does not seem bothered by the fact that he's shirtless and his chest has droplets of water; giving me the kind of feeling that I can just pull his towel down but I remain calm, only pulling on a poker face. ''You're going to wash up?'' He asks. With a small smile, I nod and he returns it before entering his room; letting me exhale. I've been holding in my breath because I was terrified if I could have reacted differently. No, Rose. He's a friend. A friend that has helped you through this and has brought a better inner you, don't ruin that. I thought, thinking positive.

ROSE: Later Logan LYDIA: You are too agile for someone who just came back from the dead ROSE: Cut the shit demon CLAIRE: Rose just said shit LOGAN: That's in the record CLAIRE: Oops! The evil clones are coming again LOGAN: (to Rose) I'll let you get your revenge on her personally. Don't worry about the evil clones. (Looks at Claire) Claire and I will take care of them (Claire nodded positively as she followed Logan and started attacking the clones)

"Nothing. The snow doesn't help us at all. When I found his body, he was half-buried under an inch of snow. But I'm willing to bet that this was done by them." By them, Scott meant the rogues and he wasn't wrong. A normal werewolf didn't do this. And while we had it in us to kill humans and devour their bodies, we no longer lived like that. We came a long way for us to be a bel to exist in civilization. We ate normal food and depended on animal hunts. The rogues, however, have been on a killing spree these last few months. And it's not for food. They're killing just for the thrill of it. It doesn't matter if it's humans or werewolves, rogues didn't care about that. There were good ones, yes,

When she looked up, she wiped an amused tear from her eye, "Oh, that's rich!" "It is," Clive agreed, chuckling. "Did you also take care of that paramedic?" River asked, and I assumed she was referring to the black-haired one - the one evidently killed by this duo. "Yeah. I turned to wolf form and slashed him across the chest so we wouldn't be suspected," Clive explained. "Our plan is going perfectly!" River exclaimed, clasping her hands together in malicious delight. "I know," Clive agreed, then his face grew more serious, "We should probably go over phase two of the plan again so we can get it right when the time comes."