Clone Cadet Novels & Stories

Seeing. The last one in the row lights right up. The lock screen picture is a brand-new matte black Land Rover. My racing heartbeat kicks up another notch. This is Cadoc’s phone. Last year, he drove some kind of fast car, but he went away to train at Quarry Pack for the summer, and when he came back, he had the Land Rover. My fingers linger on the glass. There’s a prompt for a code. I type 1-2-3-4. Wrong pin.

"Isn't it obvious? I don't want anyone to know. Besides, are you telling me that you go about telling people about your patients?" "No, no! I don't." He shook his head while waving hard. "I just got curious. Actually, I never heard that you were confined to a wheelchair." At the mention of this, I realized that my mistake. I had a clone. And he was currently passing off as me. All was well in Blood Crest Pack, just as he made my subjects believe. As a result, it was strange that I showed up here in a wheelchair. I had also mentioned before that I had been crippled for five years.

Mauvais agreed with Peony. The ClandesTeam unit was located in between the Mareclan and Padureclan. The first place they went through was Padureclan. The people of Padureclan are called Vanator. Mauvais’s uncle is the current leader of the Vanator. They all bowed when the ClandesTeam passed. “Master, can’t you smell it?” Gavin asked jokingly. The Vanator's were having a feast and they invited the ClandesTeam but Mauvais refused.

A seemingly endless line of matte-black Cadillac Escalades and reinforced armored Suburbans began to roll up the driveway, trailing one after the other. This was the Chicago Outfit. My blood and pride. The lead car came to a halt right at the front. The door were held open by soldiers. Vincenzo stepped out first. As the head of the Outfit, and beside him, Claire climbed out, looking like a queen despite being heavily pregnant with their second child. She held little Aurelia’s hand. Then came the rest of the storm.

The sky is gloomy and it has already started drizzling. “God, maybe they should have waited,” I mutter while looking around. I check my phone for a text from Mum but nothing. “Need a ride?” Dr.Ben asks just as I spot one of Cassian's cars. I scratch my head. “No thank you, I have already called a cab.” “Goodnight Dr.Sanchez.” “Goodnight Dr.Ben.” I watch him drive off before running to the car. Inside sits Cassian and Leo at the front.

I am not sure what is going on, but at least something happened. “Little sprite please pull up that footage and send it to both me and Zach. We also need to get those hidden dash cameras installed in all of our cars. Which reminds me we are going down and getting you a new car tomorrow. Before you say anything we will need a car that we can use as the family car. Most of the cars I own are small two seaters. Your current car is also to small for a car seat. Plus none of the cars that we currently own are equipped with child locks or other child safety features which we are going to need.” Kaden points out.

Nobody knows that he had met her secretly after her arrival in India hearing about Ranvijay's situation. It was a rainy night, probably the same in which he had seen the reality of Minerva more than twenty years back. She drove a black SUV and met him near a deserted place. The sky was cloudy with a growling thunder storm. She was waiting near a small hut just like an old Minerva he had seen in Italy. With the shining blade of thunder her face flashed with silver light. Those predatory sharp eyes were dazzling without fear.

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.

“Good to see you, my friend. It’s been too long since that marvellous car exhibition in Monaco. Still got that violet Mustang, I trust? Only three produced in the world, if memory serves.” “Yes yes! Good to see you again Mr Irish potato” Hades chuckled back, acknowledging their inside joke memories. “This is a new year Mr Vancouver. I thought we’ve gone past that.” Ford waved his hands as he smiled, before continuing “And who’s this pretty damsel with you?” Of course Ford knew who Claudine was, but an introduction was still necessary. Hades’s public persona snapped into place, cold and imperious. He acknowledged Ford with a curt nod, his arm around Claudine’s waist subtly tightening, not in

BLADE Chapter One Emiliana's POV At the moment, the only thing on my mind was how to get out of this tight, exposing, goddamn wedding dress. The driver pulled over at a huge mansion. The bodyguards alighted and opened the car door for us. I stepped down and turned back, expecting my husband to step out of the car but he stepped out from the other side and slammed the door shut. I was startled by his action. Then he began to walk inside without waiting for me.