Jamie Claire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

[CAMI] I dream of a world where I was never born. My mom’s healthy, glowing. She keeps her job at the university and spends her weekends teaching yoga instead of drowning herself in cheap wine. Claire never touches the shadows, but she meets Jake in some ordinary way, and they never marry, but they still find each other at coffee shops and birthdays, graying together over decades of inside jokes. No one’s running. No one’s bleeding. No one’s hiding behind a gun.

"What is it, Claire?" "I've come to accept that the bond we share runs deeper than friendship," she confessed, her eyes shimmering with vulnerability. "There's a love between us, Dakota. A love that transcends the ordinary. It's a connection that defies logic, and it scares me, but it also fills me with a profound sense of belonging. Claire confessed her newfound understanding, her voice tinged with a mix of hesitation and sincerity. She acknowledged the depth of her connection with Dakota, transcending the boundaries of mere friendship. In the face of adversity and Zane's departure, she had come to recognize the truth that had been concealed for so long.

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

However, how Claire was able to convince everybody that she was a little miss perfect for so long is something for the books. Sure, Jasmine had her doubts here and there, she never trusted people who seemed like they were too perfect to hurt a fly, but Claire was able to stay in character for so long that even seeing her this way is a shocking sight to behold. "I may not have super powers Claire but I have a conscience and even though it might be incredulous to you, I care about you," Jasmine told her. "Well your care hasn't done me much good now has it? Look at me, tell me how your care has benefited me?" She retorted.

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..."

Clay exhaled gently into my hair as he hugged me, like he’d been holding his breath. “Okay, fine,” he admitted lightly. “I might have used the address you innocently sent me. But only because I wanted to see what he looks like.” I stiffened and pulled back, searching his face. “And? Also you could've just asked for a pic.” He shrugged. “You can do much better than him.” I laughed, shaking my head. “You’re such a shameless hater, Jamie is cute.” Clay pulled back and his hands came up to cup my cheeks gently. The world narrowed to the space between us, the hum of the lights overhead, the sound of my heartbeat in my ears.

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.