Fpe #engel X Claire Novels & Stories

Zander slowly said and walked further to the other end of the class with the girl still hanging on his back like a freaking monkey. Her hair was dyed to dark purple, a ring piercing on the end of her left eyebrow. There was a freaky skull-shaped tattoo imprinted on her upper left thigh at the outside and she wore heavy make up. Her dress was pathetic compared to her appearance. A short crop top with a tight skirt and a leather jacket. All in all she looked like a jackass bad girl— a perfect match for that bastard. She was not his match thought, Reyne was. "That is Zander, the future beta cum Paladin Alpha of our pack. And that is his girlfriend, Claire." said Britney.

He asked as we were almost out of view, “Good play right,” Claire whispered, winking at me, and I just rolled my eyes in response. But I had to admit, Claire was smart. She just gave me free pass to sneak around the pack house without our guest thinking anything of it. I doubt it was coincidence. She was gamma female. They were all strategy. “Ladies?” We heard Felix growl and we simultaneously turned around to look at them. “Come and greet our guest.”

I notice I’m holding my breath, Claire looks as if she doesn't care but she’s got plenty of fight in her. They are evenly matched for some time exchanging blows and blocking incoming attacks. Suddenly Madeline fakes a blow and immediately steps closer while dealing another blow, forcing Claire to step back. Madeline swipes Claire's legs from under her causing her to lose her balance. Claire lets go of her weapon in her fall and Madeline kicks it out of her reach. Madeline moves swiftly and grabs Claire's shield, moving it away from her body so she can place her axe on Claire's throat, winning the fight. Xander declares Madeline the winner as he helps Claire up.

Amelia wasn’t going to be free if they didn’t fight. Claire’s hands shook as she tapped on her screen and lowered the corvette’s ramps. Fighting always made her far too anxious and nervous. She definitely was able to hold things together if they were in fire teams next to each other, but now it was just her and Azrael - the two least combative members of the team. Her heart shook at the thought. But Azrael steadied her as best she could. She put a hand on Claire’s shoulder, and squeezed it lightly. Then she injected her arm with her VitaStim before she injected herself.

But I just couldn't help it, I just couldn’t over the little similarities between us, I had to clarify this and put it to rest before moving on to another caller. “My name is Claire, I'm eighteen years old, Mister Miguel, and I lived with my mom and my big sister Victoria. Our dad is Austin Kendall and he has a new wife and a third daughter. Is that all you wish to know about me?” she asked me, smiling so beautifully. I felt my eyes tearing up once more and I had to blink suddenly before my tears spilled down my cheeks.

She lazily stroked her abdomen, adoring the lingering warmth from his seed. “…Clara?” Elias questioned again, his tone now tinged with concern. He kissed her sweaty forehead, pushing her wild curls out of her face. “Darling? Was it too much?” Clara smiled a little at his fretting. She finally managed to peel her eyes open to send him a reassuring glance. “No…mm, was bloody perfect,” she moaned. Elias smirked. “I know I’ve shagged Clara Beaumont well when she can’t even speak proper English.”

Gina and Raya eyed Clara up and down as she walked into the living room. "Someone looks very gorgeous today," said Gina. Clara smiled as she took a seat opposite her friends. "Girl, tell us where you're going looking all dressed up" "I have a date with Xander," "Xander?. Wait! What?" Clara's friends exclaimed in unison a frown coming to form on Raya's forehead. "You mean Xander?. The guy with dark blue eyes?. Raya questioned. "Yes, what's wrong?" Asked Clara with a creased brow. "Nothing, we just thought you hated him and couldn't stand his guts" replied Gina, her mouth slightly agape as she stared at Clara whose smile could almost reach her ears.

Jennifer opened her eyes and made eye contact with Claire, while still kissing Trevor. Claire just shook her head, turned her back to the PG-13 scene, and focused on her stretching. Laying on her back, she stuck her right leg up into the air and pulled on her toes stretching her calf. She repeated for the other leg but before she could put her foot down, Quinn grabbed it and pushed her leg; making Claire’s toes almost touch the ground above her head. “DAMN GIRL!! LOOK HOW FLEXIBLE YOU ARE!!!” She yelled so loud that even the other team’s fans turned to look from the stands.

"Really? That is the pathetic game you want to play with me? Denial?" "It is not a game, and I am not in denial about anything." I bent gracefully to collect the broken champagne flute, using the movement to steady my racing heart and buy precious seconds to think. "My name is Evangeline Northcrest, and I have absolutely no idea who this Seraphine person is supposed to be. Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone from your past?" "Evangeline." He tasted the name slowly, like poison coating his tongue. "How incredibly creative of you. Very sophisticated. Tell me, Lady Evangeline, do you often crash parties under false pretenses and fake identities? Is this a hobby of yours?"

Claire was getting annoyed. *****