Fpe #engel X Claire Novels & Stories

Claire ended the call and tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. Two predators had just decided to hunt each other.

“So does Elias.” Elena froze. Claire immediately regretted it. “Don't.” “Sorry.” “You don't get to talk about him like you know him.” “I don’t.” “You know facts.” “Yes.” “Descriptions.” “Yes.” “Summaries.” “Yes.” “Not him.” “No.” Good. Claire understood at least that. Elena picked up the chair. Then sat again. “Start over.” Claire nodded. “My name is Claire.” “Not useful.” “I’m fifty-four.”

She whispered the last part secretively. Elena felt her curiosity peek at that. “What?” She was a little too excited. “They both have piercings on their cock.” But Claire didn't expect Elena to moan, literally moan at her words. “Elena!” She jabbed her lightly. “Those are my mates you're moaning about! Don't let me go all Jackie Chan on you! Besides Xavier is extra hot, if I wasn't already mated to two sexy hulks, I'll totally do him.” Claire smiled victoriously as she got the exact expression she was looking for.

asked Tiara to the reddish-brown girl. Claire seemed a little surprised when she heard a question from their team’s fighter. Tiara can tell because she smells vampire’s scent left on Claire’s body. It is the same scent with tall men who often visit the café where they work. Gwan Yeongjun. Claire chuckles while taking her eyes off the two of them. “Just a friend. Then I’ll say goodbye.” “Wait. It’s getting too late. Let William take you—” “I can take care of myself, Ara. I don’t want to interrupt your moment, anyway.”

exclaimed Claire. "Do not come close!" exclaimed Claire as she drew her golden spear. "I am you, Claire. Why should you be afraid of me?" she asked. Her voice was exactly the same as Claire's. It made the hair on Claire's neck even more bristly. Her body felt cold and trembling. Without realizing it, Claire's tears had streamed down her cheeks.

They were still unable to accept that Claire was Cara. "Meet the founding engineer, the patent holder, and the brilliant mind behind the blueprint that caught Prince Rashid’s attention at first glance— My boss, Claire aka Cara." Kent announced to the stunned crowd. The crowd went crazy. The flashlight didn't lessen even for a second. Amidst the chaos that was unfolding around her, Claire held Tiffany's arm, who was trying to flee off. "Wait, Where are you going? Don't you want to know more about me?" Tiffany twisted her arm to free it from her grip.

Through the gap in the door, they could only vaguely see the figures, but there was no denying that those voices belonged to Lenard and Sarah. Stunned, Mandy stopped crying tears of joy. Two streaks of salt-stained tracks dried quickly on her cheeks. Lenard panicked and began shouting, though he fumbled his words. "Y-You… This… This must be fake!" Despite his volume, there was no hiding the way his voice shook. Scoffing, I walked toward him and lashed out, landing a kick right between his legs. His eyes instantly rolled into the back of his head as he collapsed, rolling around in agony.

Cleo hissed, shooting her an incredulous look. ‎ ‎Claire set the empty glass down on the table with a little clink. "You’ve had enough for tonight anyway," she said smugly. "Besides, your secret admirer has excellent taste. That was delicious." ‎ ‎Cleo folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at her friend. "You're insufferable." ‎ ‎Claire only laughed, clearly enjoying herself. ‎

“You’re not the same woman anymore.” Claire smiled, cum still leaking from her. “No,” she whispered. “I’m better.” --- With all ten names crossed off, Claire thought the list was complete. But she wasn’t finished. One week later, she organized something Daniel had never explicitly written, but she knew he would have loved. She invited the five best performers from the list — Marcus, Liam, Theo, Julian, and Nathaniel — to the house for one final night. A gangbang in Daniel’s memory. The men were surprised but extremely willing.

Tiffany brings our drinks to the table and whispers sweet nothings into clary’s ear as his eyes light up and desire runs through him. I clear my throat so they both remember I’m here before a barf. They both get the hint and Tiffany walks off swaying her hips while clary watches her ass as she walks away. “I feel bad for your mate when you find her she’s getting a man whore for a mate bro” I laugh. Trevor from our elite team spots us and makes his way to our table. “Can it sit with yous” as he pulls out a chair.