Jamie Claire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jack screamed through her bedroom door. “Calm down. I'm coming, I'm coming!!” Claire groaned as she swung her legs off the side of the bed. Rolling her neck and shoulders to get rid of the feelings that were plaguing her body. She couldn’t be having dirty dreams about Mal. She shouldn’t be having any dreams about him. He’s legit centuries older than her AND her father’s friend. Sure they flirt, but having sex dreams about him is NOT something that should happen. She hurriedly took a cold shower and dressed in simple jeans, a white v-neck long-sleeved shirt, and boots. Today was not a day to really “try”. Claire wanted to be comfortable at school, but that proved difficult when her mind kept

Finally she found the light switch and switched it on. "Don't!" A harsh voice growled as the light illuminated the room. Jasmine didn't obey. She needed to see what she was doing and who she was going to be having a conversation with. As she gazed upon Claire she could tell that there was little to no hope for the girl. Claire looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Her hair was spiking out in various directions like she had just escaped a bomb blast. Her eyes, those red eyes stared at Jasmine like it was going to devour the flesh from her bones. Her pale face contrasted with the darkness of her looks.

I grumble a little as I get out of bed, already missing it the moment I leave it. I’m halfway through brushing my teeth when Clara knocks on my door, already in ripped jeans and a fluffy red sweater, her hair is up in a bun that looks like it’s holding itself together out of pity and she couldn’t brush it properly because of that same pity. “Come on, sleepyhead,” she says. “We’ve got a mountain of groceries to buy before Uncle, I mean your dad starts complaining about not having his turkey.” I level her with a glare. Jamie’s behind her, wearing an oversized denim jacket and pretending to scroll through her phone like she’s too cool to care. She’s barely 19 and is somehow more composed than I

I saw Alek and Jamie talking in the distance and I made my way towards them. "... she can't get out of bed, the moon howl is canceled." Alek was saying as I approached. "Aleksander?" Jamie said in a small voice as he saw me. "What is it?" Alek growled. Jamie flinched and pointed feebly at me. Alek turned sharply. His eyes widened as he saw me. "Claire," he said. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "I told you it would take care of it. You should not have gotten out of bed..."

Laura countered gently. I rolled my eyes, even though she couldn't see me. I stood up and began a leisurely pace from the bedside to the bathroom door. “Laura, please don't start. I told you already, there's really nothing between Clay and I. Even our friendship is currently shaky.” I shrugged, “I’m giving Jamie a real try. He's sweet, consistent, and I think he actually likes me, Laura. And he can dance.” “Anyta,” my friend sighed, “you’re a terrible liar, love.”

Clayton sat with her, gently stroking her fingers in an act of support, until sleep finally claimed her. Clayton took the opportunity to return to the front seat. As they approached the end of the pack boundaries, a massive electric fence loomed ahead. Clayton, his curiosity still lingering, turned to Matt and asked, "Who is Jamie?" Matt replied, "One of the rogues, I guess. I heard them calling his name in the forest when I saved her. I asked her about it and she went as white as a sheet. She mentioned some guy that she had lied to and manipulated, but I don't know if it was him. She never mentioned a name, so I'm trying to piece together a 500 piece puzzle when I only have like three piece

He had never been more embarassed since the day he peed on his shorts in kindergarten. Meanwhile, Simone wasn't aware of what happened outside. He was preoccupied by his case tomorrow. Claire on the other hand were confused. Simone's family are sure strange individuals just by taking a look at the first three ones she met. Ephraim is softest and loyal among the three, Simone is playful despite his age same goes with their father, but in a creepier way. She could still remember how he hugged her at the hallway. She shooked all her thoughts and proceeded in the bathroom. She need to soak in all her wiry thoughts and have good sleep. She realized that Simone must be really exhausted too to info

Luke let out a shout and smashed the wine pot against the floor before getting on his knees directly on the glass shards. I walked over to him and grabbed his hand to lift him up, "What are you doing?" Luke resisted my grip and forced himself to the floor causing his knees to bleed out due to the broken shards. I sighed and looked away, feeling overwhelmed by sadness. "Why, Luke?" "I… have failed you." I could hear the distress in his voice. I chuckled sadly, my heartbeat escalating. It was a pity. It really was. I was going to be family with Anna and her parents, but now, after what they had done, I don't think we could go back.

They couldn’t see the woman clearly because she had her back towards them but they could see that she had long dark curly hair. “Oh my… am I seeing things? Liam is on a date!” Quinn exclaimed. “Let me take a picture. Oliver won’t believe that his friend finally has a woman he likes,” Claire said. She took out her phone and focussed on the couple before zooming in, making sure the back of the woman and Liam’s face was showing. When Claire got home, she made sure her children would stay with their grandparents. She then sent all the housekeepers away and then switched off all the lights.

Immediately after Landon left my office, I picked up Clara in bridal style taking her back to her room, she seemed exhausted from all that had happened. "You okay?" I asked as I placed her on her bed. "Just shocked that's all, I wonder why Storm would want to use us to kill his father. That's starting a war with another clan, we can't afford that! We haven't even dealt with these enemies yet," "Clara, I'll handle this. Don't worry about it," "But-" I placed my hand over her lips and rested her on the bed. "Forget about it." "I can't but for now, I will. My head hurts,"