Dr Clara Novels & Stories

“Is something wrong?” “No, it’s amazing!” Clara hurried over to the remote, her fingers flying over the buttons as she turned on the TV. The screen flickered to life, revealing a live broadcast. The title at the bottom read: **Dr. Sylvia Press Conference**. Her mother’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that…? No way. That’s Aurora!” Clara couldn’t contain her grin as she plopped down next to her mother. “Yes! Look! She’s talking about something relating to medicine, she’s now a doctor ! My sister is alive …She’s not dead , I knew it “

Clara’s POV I walked into the clinic the next night feeling powerful and excited. My pussy still felt a little sore from riding Dr. Black so hard but that only made me want more. I had already sent messages to two of his trusted doctor friends, Dr. Harris and Dr. Lang. I told them there was a special late consultation they could not miss. Now I stood in the main examination room waiting for all three men. I wore nothing under my scrubs and my heart raced with dirty anticipation.

I looked at Clara, who was standing near the kitchen counter, her knuckles white as she gripped the strap of the satchel containing the ledgers. She looked so small in that oversized shirt, her face covered in dried mud, her eyes wide with a terror that I had brought into her life. A wave of intense, suffocating self-loathing washed over me, choking the breath out of my lungs. I was Nikolai Draven.

“You were gone a long time for a store run.” It was not a question. “There was traffic,” I said. Clara’s mother smiled politely. “We don’t mind. Clara likes to arrive early anyway. She says it tells you who keeps time.” Clara glanced at her, then back at me. “Don’t make me sound like a brochure.” Her father chuckled. “She’s being modest. She finished her master’s last year. Healthcare admin. She helps us with the clinic.” Ryan’s mother looked proud enough to burst. “See? A girl with a head on her shoulders.”

His broad right arm was anchored securely around Clara’s waist, his long fingers resting over her hip in a possessive, accustomed rhythm. Beside him, Clara was breathtaking at forty-seven in a dark plum cashmere dress with a sweeping cream collar. Her intuitive dark eyes shone with a deep, boundless maternal pride as she watched Maya field a complex technical inquiry from the Dean of the Federal Institute of Technology with razor-sharp precision. "She has your exact spatial intuition, Damon," Clara whispered softly, leaning her head against his broad shoulder. "She looks at a blank geological map and sees how light, stone, and community will interact thirty years from now."

"Get the clamps ready." "Dos," Diego counted, his voice a low, steady rumble over the freezing marble. "Tres." Diego lifted his heavy thumb. Dark, hot blood immediately surged from the torn muscle, rapidly pooling over Isabella's collarbone. "Now, Elena!" Isabella gasped. Doctor Reyes lunged forward. She plunged the cold, stainless steel hemostat directly into the open, torn tissue of Isabella's shoulder. A blinding, white hot fire exploded through Isabella's chest.

Adrik spoke in a deep voice, but it was soft and pained. "I apologise if my words were too harsh. I'm not sure what your reasons are, but it should be compelling." Darwin stated. Adrik stood up and went upstairs to take a bath. Darwin noticed claws growing from Adrik's hand, which he was attempting to conceal. He quickly shifted his gaze away from him because he does not want Adrik to discover that he knows his secret. Adrik walked away. Darwin stood up and looked around the mansion for his laptop after he left. He needed to get something off his mind that was bothering him.

"Sounds like a cop thing." "Clara gave it to me. It fits nicely," she added, pulling it over her head. "It certainly does," he murmured, leaning back and giving her a very meaningful look. "You know, you seem to be more comfortable with me, and since your day off was two days ago --" "She has today off too," Clara said smugly from the doorway She saw that Shamira was beginning to have a panicked look, so she figured she'd shown up just in time. "She's meeting her first donors tonight."

feel his eyes on me. I gulped down my drink to ease my unease. Leon’s POV. I heeded as they rowed between themselves about who clara looks like out. Lila does n’t take to new people generally, well, not this quick. clara’s come and turned my life upside down. I ca n’t concentrate on anything. My mind seems consumed by her. I detest not feeling in control and that is what she makes me feel like. I could n’t stop looking at her when she was talking to Lila in the hallway. She looked like she was in pain indeed though she was smiling at my son, her eyes were breathless, and I just wanted to take it all down for her. clara's laugh broke me from my reverie . I smelled in a breath, and my incline

millions of questions runs through Claras mind then she remember the brown envelope Rock gives her, she quickly rip the big brown envelope open Different pictures of Anny that she takes in Italy with her family and Ricky her friend immediately drops, looking at the pictures, Clara is surprise is this not Hadiza? she said to herself but who are these people? Clara said again and looks at all the pictures; pictures of Anny from when she is in high to college were all there and that of her family what does these means? Clara still could not give it, so she look at Annys information profile that is inside the envelope then she sees that the person in the pictures is called Anny Browns and not Ha