Davina Claire Dead Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’ll be twenty-one in two months.” Shadow chuckled. “Hmm. Someone did his assignment.” Zack grinned. “No. Alpha told us while he was in a cage.” “Good.” We arrived at the restaurant. The food was terrific. Shadow surprised me with her appetite. Zack and August were still up for the dessert while I was stuffed. When my phone rang, the call came from Sheriff. “Is it bad news?” “Not really,” he answered quickly. “Tell me about it.” “Claire is dead. The housekeeping staff found her at the hotel with a bullet hole in her jaw, brain’s all over. Close range. I hope you don’t mind me—”

She spoke her voice and others in unison. "The pure-blooded Luna has to die," she said, rasping for air in her lungs, then repeating it. "The pure-blooded Luna has to die." Claire's breathing got heavier, repeating it a third time. "The pure-blooded Luna has to die." The wind stopped suddenly. Papers falling in slow motion to the ground. Claire shot her head towards me, her white eyes locking on to me, slowly lifting a finger she pointed at me. "You can not stop it, for if you try. They both will die," she said, sending chills down my spine. Ice filled my veins. Dread creeped up my spine at that moment. The air stalled in the room feeling as though someone sucked the air completely from the

Claire yelled, rushing to her and pulling her clothe looking frustrated and the girls tried calming her down but it was all futile. “ Ma'am…he…Alex is gone” Sofia said, bursting into tears with her. “ No. No. It's not possible. He can't be dead” Claire welled and Phoebe and Minnie had to hold her close and away from Sofia. “ Where is he buried??” Claire stutteree, grabbing her bag and getting on her feet. “ He…he wasn't…” “ Speak!!!* Claire yelled. “ He wasn't buried. His body wasn't found just skeletons” Sofia stuttered and Claire collapsed.

She raised her brows and fold her arms under her breast. “Hey young lady, watch your tongue” Lady Wendy retorted. Claire immediately broke into tears. “What have I done?. I fucking kill someone. I’m a killer!” She fall to the ground and continue crying. Samantha stares at her unbelievably. “We’re sorry for the lost” Lady Wendy said and whispered something to Isadora. She left immediately. Davis stood there, watching everything without saying a word. “I’m a murderer. I killed her son. I killed him” Claire won’t stop crying. Davis crouched down and pulled her into a hug.

Kevin had Marvin tie Claire while we waited for the police, who arrived fifteen minutes later. "We just received a call that a gunshot was heard in the home of Danielle Holly Bermout, the Hollywood actress. She was found dead in her home." One of the cops relayed, taking in the scene. "One of the neighbors said Miss Bermout and her daughter were always quarreling." "The bitch deserved it," Claire ranted, even though she was tied. "She called me a failure. How dare she?! The bitch!" Tears welled in her eyes. "I guess we've found our killer." The cops arrested Claire, who kept crying and wailing that she wanted Sayge to go with her.

Somehow I had managed to lower my barrier and get through to Claire. “That’s good, but you don’t have to thank—” “I know what you did, you piece of shit,” she hissed into my ear. “I saw it when you opened your mind to me. You’re the reason they all died. You killed them all.” Her voice trembled, as did the rest of her. I grabbed her arm and dragged her further away “I didn’t kill anyone. They were already dead when we got here.” “No. You—”

"Not that one." "Why not?" "Because your mother removed it." I stared at her. "Claire requested complete privacy." Vivian continued before I could interrupt. "The dinner disappeared from the company's official records." "Why?" "Because Claire asked." I frowned. "What happened at that dinner?" Vivian looked at me carefully. "Claire met someone." "A man?" "No." She shook her head. "The truth is less romantic than that." I waited. "Claire met a representative from an entertainment agency."

But then his expression softens into something resembling sorrow. “Speaking of the past,” I say, leaning forward slightly. “I’ve heard whispers about your previous mate. What happened to her?” Claire stiffens beside him, her smile faltering for just a moment. Cain’s face darkens, and he lets out a heavy sigh. “Lira,” he says, his voice low. “She… she died tragically.” I arch a brow, feigning curiosity. “Tragic? How so?” Cain sits in the chair opposite me, running a hand through his hair. “She drank wolfsbane,” he says, his voice trembling just enough to seem convincing. “Because I… I refused to mark her.”

When Kor came home for dinner, Diana threw herself on him and clung to him desperately. He hugged her tightly. "What's wrong?" he asked with concern. "Did Kil come back?" Diana shook her head against him then, her voice breaking, told him, "Claire killed her mate and herself. She was pregnant, Kor. How could she do that? I know she was unhappy, but why?"

I closed my eyes slowly and darkness followed. DARRELL'S POV I had to close early from work because of Claire.I saw Daniela walking out of my room,she looked bothered.What could be the problem? "Good evening master"she greeted. "Where's Claire?" "In the room ...I think she's sick" "Sick?"I rushed in the room.She lay on the bed with her eyes closed.She looked pale but she was fine this afternoon. "Daisy"i called but no response.I raised her hands up and saw track marks on them.