Eli And Clare Novels & Stories

Lief was being mean in his own way, knowing this game would bore Icarus more than the last. Elara’s eyes lit up at the idea. She loves all things fairy, and Lief knew that. He loved seeing Elara smile, and honestly, so did Icarus, which was the only reason he wasn’t pitching a fit. “That sounds like fun!” she said, clapping her hands.

She raised her head and shook it. "You do not have to come; I mean, it is something small and it might be an inconvenience for you to come all the way," she said again. "Are you trying to stop us from coming?" Clara asked and Zara also hated how quickly she picked up on things like this. "Of course not," she said with a laugh. "Mom," Elara said, coming into the room, followed by Isla behind. "Oh, that is wonderful; you can finally know who my daughters are," Clara clapped as her daughter walked up to them. "Say hello; this is Elara Quinn and Isla Quinn, my daughters," she said as they walked to them.

She said shyly. “Aww, you don't have to be so shy about it. Didn't you enjoy it?” Elena inquired. Her face felt hot but she replied anyway, “I did.” “Sounds hot! Want to share some steamy details?” Elena asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Claire scowled playfully. “Absolutely not!” “Okay okay! Fine. At least I tried.” Elena said with a fake pout. Claire opened her mouth to reply but shut it as soon as the girl from yesterday walked towards them. What was her name? Cherry? Yes, Cherry.

he says and passes her a hurt look. "Guys ,calm down . I am fine ,it's just a headache and i am an adult harry , no one forced me into anything. Can we just forget it?" Claire says to lighten the mood. I nod and kiss her forehead and she snuggles in . I have never felt more at peace . I leave them both to get some water for her . Claire's p.o.v;

My friend was excited and happy and she even let out a soft scream. Jane also screamed softly. I smiled widely. "You're really good. Not like you Jane who gets easily attached to strangers. In just a span of two weeks, someone finally reminded you of how flirty you are.” Ellen said. Jane hit her on the shoulder. "Eh why? This is Liah, she and Kiel haven't known each other for three months, but look, if she acts like she's going to have sex every time with him.” Jean said while rolling her eyes.

After a while, he finished talking, looked at me again, and frowned. "Why are you standing there? Come here," he commanded. I sighed. I smiled and walked towards him, swaying my hips. "I'm home, honey! I'm sorry, I thought you were busy, so I waited for you to finish talking on the phone," I said to him. I sat on his lap and touched his cheek. Claire told me that she's a sweet woman to her husband, even though he doesn't show any affection for her. My heart almost stopped beating when Liam looked at me with his sharp eyes. He didn't even touch my waist while I was sitting on his lap. He just stared at me as if he were disgusted.

"Oh, babe, it's okay. It's my fault for not keeping you satisfied… I don't blame you. I'm just not good enough, huh?" Before he could respond, I added, "How about I grab you an éclair? That will perk you right up." Sean blinked, confused. "What's an éclair got to do with anything?" Suppressing a smirk, I patiently explained, "Our éclairs aren't just popular because they taste good. They're actually really beneficial for men, too." He glanced at the long line of customers outside, his expression skeptical. I pouted and put on my best offended look.

“This case goes beyond you.” Silence. “Beyond Elise. Eva Sterling has spent years destroying people.” I looked out the window. “Other women, other families, other careers. Other lives.” My voice hardened. “Nobody has ever survived her.” A long pause followed. “But you did.” I added quietly. Claire didn’t respond immediately. I knew why. Because praise always embarrassed her— especially when it was deserved. Finally she spoke. “I’m not sure about that.” I smiled. “I am.” The silence that followed felt emotional.

I force my eyes back to my own food and finish in record time. My phone buzzes from my bag. Both our heads snap toward the sound. “That’ll be your husband,” Liam says, drawing out the word like it tastes bad. There’s a flicker of irritation in his sharp, unmistakable voice. I file it away but don’t dwell. I wish I had. I reach into my bag, pull out the phone. Ian. Of course. He hasn’t called in days, but now he remembers I exist. I swipe to answer. “Claire, where the hell are you?” he snaps, voice thick with entitlement. “So you’re out gallivanting the second I’m not home, huh?”

she said. “It certainly has.” Jeffery beamed. “I’ve missed this place.” “So have we. We’ve missed you so much.” Jeffery added. I stood frozen, watching from the garden with Max beside me. Who was she? Jeffery noticed me standing nearby. “Oh, Clare.” He gestured for me to come over. I walked over cautiously. “This is Miss Vanessa.” Vanessa turned toward me with an easy smile. “So you’re Clare.” I blinked. “You know my name?”