Iruma X Clara Novels & Stories

One of her friends said when Clara immediately gave her a cold glare, freezing her smile. "Are you stupid? Don't you know Clara William can dance with only one guy, and that is Ramos, Alpha Ramos. I will dance but only with him." Clara said arrogantly when her friend immediately nodded her head, as they clearly knew how obsessed she was with Ramos. Clara and Crystal were patiently waiting for Ramos as he was not coming when finally everyone's attention was drawn to the gate as the strong aura of Ramos was enough for them to understand who arrived.

She moved so that the two girls were sitting on the couch and not entangled in blankets. Clara saw the bags under her eyes and most of all, she noticed the broken look in her eyes as Iris looked helplessly at Clara, "Clare." She was on the verge of a breakdown and Clara immediately hugged her like an elder sister would, starting the waterworks that Iris was trying to keep at bay for two days. "There there," Clara patted her back as Iris sobbed uncontrollably. "F-For a t-tribrid im-mortal, I look s-such a m-mess," Iris muttered between sobs.

Clara smiled softly. “And now she wants you too.” Luna froze. “She can’t.” “She can.”Clara adjusted the collar. “People like her always take things.” Luna looked down at her hands. “She looked at me yesterday.”Clara paused. “How?”Luna frowned. “Like she knew me.” Clara’s expression sharpened for half a second before smoothing again. “She doesn’t know you.”Luna stayed silent.Clara touched her cheek. “You only need me.”Luna nodded slowly.

Damian smirked, hiding his true feelings. "The idea of Clara being a vampire still sounds strange to me," Mathias remarked, and Damian smiled at him. Fateema wanted to say something, but Damian interrupted her. "Wait, Clara is coming down now," Damian announced. Back at Clara's house, Clara descended the staircase, having changed into clean clothes. She wore black jeans, a light blue round neck top, and open sandals on her feet. As she made her way down, the voices of her parents, engaged in conversation and laughter, reached her ears. A smile formed on Clara's face as she realized she had the most loving and wonderful parents in the world, deeply in love with each other.

And she knew who is watching them through this. This guy should know whom he is messing up with. Clara gave her most dangerous smirk as she looked straight at the camera. The guy who was watching her gripped the glass in his hand as he could sense her direct stare towards him. She is not any normal girl to get scared of. Of course, he could see that already. Clara gently took her mobile and dropped them inside the wine glass nearby without taking her eyes off from the camera and showed her thumbs down directly. Without wasting any time, she released herself from the hug as she smashed her lips over Alex's lips, startling that guy particular.

When our eyes met, he winked at me, and I kept a straight face, darting my gaze on the Alpha on the left. His casual clothes made him appear more approachable, and his smile was gentle. "The rumors had underestimated how striking the mere sight of you is! I must say, Luna Iris, you stole the very air out of my lung the moment that I rested my sight on you." The Alpha on the right abruptly uttered. A yawn tried to escape from my lips, but I kept a straight expression as I gazed at him and asked, "You are?" A faint laugh echoed from his mouth, and then he said, "My apologies for abandoning such important information. I am Alpha Remis of the Aurora clan."

"Look at the tattoo on your chest, Julian. Tell everyone what it means." He instinctively covered his chest, then, as if to prove a point, ripped open his shirt. The iris tattoo was still there, but it had been altered. A high-definition close-up appeared on the screen beside him. Where the heart of the flower should have been… was a small, sharp dagger. The Rosso family crest. A collective gasp swept through the pews. "No… that's not possible…" Julian stared down at his own chest, as if seeing the change for the very first time.

She wrote another message, and the female vampire handed it to Marcus. “I can,” she wrote, “And I will. I am courting Ronan.” “Who is this Ronan? I demand the right to challenge him for my mate!” Marcus demanded. “I’m Ronan,” the smug vampire said, “and sure, I’ll fight you here and now.” Clara moved between them. She shook her head furiously. “No fighting. Not over me,” she wrote. “Well, that’s traditional when two males want the same woman,” Marcus said. “But there is another way to solve this little dilemma.”

“But this deal is critical. Nakamura is hesitant. Your insights during the gala impressed him, so I need you on this trip.” Before I can respond, the door opens without a knock. Clara walks in wearing a sleek cream pantsuit, looking every bit the poised fiancée. She smiles when she sees us, but the smile doesn’t reach her eyes. “Good morning, darling,” she says to Valerio, leaning in to kiss his cheek. Her gaze slides to me. “Zara. Always here early. How dedicated.” Valerio steps slightly away from her. “Clara. We’re discussing the Tokyo trip.”

Clara never uses our last name unless she is angry and when she is furious she can be unpredictable. "What are you doing?" "Cleaning up your mess. What does it look like I'm doing." I raked my locks back and took a seat on the counter next to the second basin Clara still didn't look at me and took out the medium torch and took out another bottle , broke the seal ,twisted the cap and just as she was about to empty the contents out I got off the counter and she held out her up her hand to signaling me to stop before I could come any closer.