Clyde X Lincoln Novels & Stories

Clyde’s voice suddenly blared through the speaker, her breathing completely ragged and panting as if she had just run a marathon across a football field. A massive, wicked smirk instantly spread across my face. "What exactly are you doing at Jaxon's house at seven in the morning, Clyde?" "I—we—it's not what it looks like!" she stuttered frantically, her words tripping over each other so fast I could barely understand her. "We were just... studying! The tactical hockey blueprints! Jaxon was helping me understand the defensive line positions!" Ace let out a loud, booming laugh from the driver's seat, leaning over toward my phone as he joined in on the teasing and everything.

Damon glanced at him. "I am not pretending. I just needed more time to snap that lioness. "You can’t bend that woman so easily. You might take another lifetime for that." He chuckled. Clyde smirked as he licked his lip and maneuvered his sports car as he passed the other cars. "Her sweetest downfall would be in my arms,” Clyde said like a curse no one would ever provoke as he increased the speed of his car. He parked it in the parking space, and they both went out as a waiter guided them to their seats. Their eyes immediately roamed around as they got into the VIP area because Clyde was very sure that a Hollywood actor would put on a front for Yvette, who was not even easily pleased.

“Sure thing. Have fun, or whatever.” Clyde was half way through the door when I remembered something else. “Wait,” I called out, causing him to pause, “are you taking your car with you?” “Um…no?” he answered. “Cyrus is driving us there since he has errands to run. And he'll be done with them by the time that we are so he'll just drive us back.” I made a sound of realisation, shooing them outside of my door. Clyde clicked his tongue, ushering Ardyn out of the room in front of him. He left too, sparing me one last worried look before he shut the door.

Lance leaned in further. “Or we could go in together.” He suggested, and he sounded somehow shy and sexy all at once. A little defensive, like he was ready to snatch back the words if Lance balked, or play it off as a joke if he laughed. Clyde felt like his chest was full of helium, too light to speak, and he opened and closed his mouth a few times while he tried to think. “I- well. Yes, we could. Um. But we haven’t. Uh.” Clyde turned to face him, and from this close he could see all the little scars from Lance’s shoulders and up, and the tiny moles and lines on his face.

Lilith said and went to stand between xander and Harry << Night time>> Clyde just finished having a bath, he is trying to find a cloth to wear to go meet xander but it's hard since he didn't have a male dress , he just wanted to dress different today. he then picked a king of baggy crop top and then wore a jacket over it, he wore a baggy jeans and a pair of sneakers to match. Since he is really a big fan of makeup, he only added lip balm on his lips. he then arranged his long hair well and then looked at the mirror.

~THIRD PERSON FOR BETTER~ EXPERIENCE Clyde dashed through the trees keeping his eyes peeled for the house where the Alpha lived. His mixed grey and black wolf was panting and moving as fast as his four legs could carry him. He wasn't going to let Lina die. He knew there was something about her the first time he saw her. She was special just like her grandmother. There was alot she had yet to learn but things take time and one day all will be revealed.

I pulled out my phone and put the volume down, before tapping on the g****e translate app and letting it translate their voices. “- doesn’t even matter at the end of the day, he will forever be a dick” Clyde said, starting the car. “ - Coffee to wake myself up and we should probably drop by the mall to buy her some proper clothes” Clyde didn’t respond, I see his large arm placed on the head of Vladim’s seat. We met eyes, which lasted for less than a second and he averted his gaze behind me. We started speeding dackwards and he drifted so fast that I fell to the side before he started speeding down the empty runaway.

He had a pair of old brown work boots on his feet now. “Ready to go?” he asked. “Lead the way, said Leila. She happily followed Sterling outside. They spent several moments combing the parking lot as Sterling talked about the events of that night. Clyde’s truck was parked on the side of the lot closest to the fishing pond. The police had taken it in for evidence. The three of them walked around the side of the bar near the pond, the likely path Clyde had taken to reach the back of the bar.

"Hey, what are you doing?" "Stepping out of this cheap car? I'll give you three seconds to get out of the car too and I'll take you with me, or you could just stay there and have some cowboy party with that fat f*cking motherf*cker. It's either you come with me or stay like a dog chasing her own tail." He then closed the door. For a moment, Lori Payne's side of her lips tugged upwards while looking at Klyde's back, walking towards a black Mercedes Benz that's looking brand new. Biting her lower lip, she stepped out of the car and runs towards the direction where Klyde goes.

“This one is numbers. I’ll send it to you. Seems like there are over a dozen?” Maddox nodded. “I wonder if that is the rest of the information from the sheets he gave us. “Could be,” Cade said, pulling that one out and inserting another. “This one has two pictures..” He held out his phone to show Maddox. “I know him…” Both men looked down at me. “What?” “Yeah. The first guy. He was a regular at my shop. He owned a black Dodge Challenger and could come in regularly for tune ups.” Snapping my fingers together, his name finally clicked. “Clint… Clink Stevens.”