Eli And Clare Novels & Stories

Lucian and Isla missed so much of their child due to Claire. Do comment, follow and give your reviews xoxo

Before she could comprehend all together, there was a loud knock from a group of reporters waiting to get the full news of Leonard spending the night with a mysterious woman. It was until then Yasmin could tell that the stranger in her bed was a prominent figure. The Crawford's were a distinguished family in the whole of Eastcliff, they also were an aristocratic family with literary reputation. The news spread like wildfire in the whole of Eastcliff and Yasmin's engagement had to be called off. Then she realized it was her sister's ploy all along to have Steve her fiance. Steve had been after Yasmine since college, but she never gave him a chance. Yasmine had been this determined hearted per

Elijah answered the door, all easy grins and messy hair. “Eva! Rachel! Come in, come in…drinks are flowing, food smells insane.” Celine appeared behind him, elegant in cream silk, smiling politely but watchfully as Clark followed. “Welcome, both of you.” We all hugged each other and went in. “Make yourselves comfortable." Clark said. Dinner started smoothly enough. Small talk…Laughter…Elijah telling embarrassing stories about Clark as a kid. Rachel playing the perfect fiancée…touching Clark’s arm, laughing at the right moments.

Claire as Elara's childhood best friend? Wasn’t she supposed to be dead?

Marcia teased, sticking out her tongue playfully. Claire handed her a napkin, already fussing again. Kevin remained silent, his eyes narrowing as he watched her closely, suspicion creeping into his gaze. Marcia, meanwhile, asked, "Kevin, do you know when Eli will be back?" He shook his head. "No idea. But definitely not today." Marcia nodded quietly. Just then, Elijah's name flashed on her phone screen. She snatched it up, her hands trembling. Kevin and Claire shared a glance before slipping away to the side room, leaving her to take the call in peace.

"You never would…I had to do something, I wouldn't lose her. My ringing phone in my pocket distracted the conversation. I took it out and ‘My Woman’ flashed on my screen. It was Elyse calling. Don saw the screen and frowned. “Hey baby, what’s good?” I smiled, although she couldn't see me, but I loved the look on Don's face. He could point a gun to my head and kill me for this. I walked outside his room so he wouldn't listen to our conversation. “Good afternoon, my love. So I called to let you know that Claire and I are going to….to a certain location which I can't even pronounce right now. There's just a lot going on around and in my head”

Claire kissed him on the cheek and left as well to let him continue with his work in the kitchen to go and see Elise. When the woman left, a shadow appeared and was kneeling before Blake; when he looked down, Helen was already undoing his pants, needing a refilling of life force; taking it from the forest was too slow. Blake smiled and let her continue. Blake only continued preparing the meal as she worked for her reward. When Claire arrived in Elise’s room, Elise was humming to herself in a happy tune. “You seem to be happy, what’s the occasion?” Claire asked. “I thought you wanted to make love to Blake as soon as possible.”

Claire noticed there were two other people in the kitchen beside her, Mary and Elise - the freckled girl with a slight accent and a girl with black hair which reached her mid-back. She couldn't make out her face as her back was turned to her. She was putting out the dirty dishes in the sink. "We'd better go, Mary. I was showing Luna around. We'll come around some other time." Elise said with cookies in her mouth as she took a huge gulp of the apple juice to wash it down. "Haven't I warned you to eat slowly?" Mary gave her a stern look with a smile. "You guys are always welcome here. Luna, whenever you want anything, tell Elise and I'll prepare it for you." She said to Claire.

“Didn’t want it sitting in the mailbox all day.” Lily rolled her eyes. “You guys and your mysterious mail.” Claire, oblivious, grinned. “Oh hey, Mr. K. Didn’t know I’d be crashing family breakfast.” “Not a problem,” Damian said, his smile polite, safe, perfect. But when his eyes flicked to Eli — just for a second — there was nothing polite about it. Just a flash of knowing. Lily busied herself with mugs and the French press. Claire plopped onto a stool, already chattering about her failed date last night.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.