Jim And Claire Novels & Stories

Few minutes later, Jake and Claire were on their way to a destination, unknown to Jake. Only Claire knew where they were headed. Jake didn't mind, as long as she was with him. Oh, I forgot to mention, Claire did own a car now.. small, used and cheap, but still works!. She was driving. While Jake was busy turning her own with his blazing stare and sensuous light touches!. Grace was staying over with Nate. Claire had called her earlier to inform her of her little unplanned detour.

Without wasting time, Claire told her doubts, "I just want to save my marriage, Monty. I will go to any limit to hold onto my husband. Which is why I need your help." After a long sigh Monty replied, "I'm in, buddy. I always wanted to work with you. But due to our poles apart profession I dropped the desire. It will feel good to be working for you." Claire thanked him. After hanging up, she decided to visit her parents to take them in confidence. Her father was reading some documents in the living room while her mother was in the kitchen when she arrived. Scott took their father's car to college since she took his in the early morning.

Claire bobbed her head along with the music with a small smile on her lips. The committee had worked hard earlier this afternoon to get any pending tasks done just so they would be able to relax during the campfire. Mrs. Myers and Mr. Jefferson also gave a speech earlier, which surprisingly contributed to the fun. Now, everyone was just doing their own thing— Jess took off to see Greg, while Patricia and Justin were also together somewhere. Claire was taking a sip from her mug when suddenly she felt something drop on her shoulders. She craned her neck in confusion and found a blanket wrapped around her.

Back in the witch village, a bonfire meant offering someone to the anti-god and dancing around an actual fire, but this was so different…so much more fascinating. Claire stopped in her tracks, instantly nodding toward a tall guy with black hair standing near one of the trees. “T-That’s James.” James was talking to another guy who wasn’t paying much attention because his eyes were glued to Claire. He had auburn hair, and a cute smile—looking just as adorable as her. “Should we say hi?” I asked, nudging her. Claire’s face turned red. “We can’t!” She hissed. “Why not?”

So why would I ever trust the people she'd left for me? That was exactly what they wanted. They wanted me to die without ever realizing what was happening and to be cut off from everyone loyal to Mom. Then, when I was gone, taking over the company would be easy. They really had thought of everything, except for one thing—me getting a second chance to live. My second life had ruined their plan. The moment Claire told me she'd escaped the villa through the dog hole, I knew she was lying. That hole had been filled in years ago after the puppy died.

the woman exclaimed in disbelief They both turned to stare at me and then at Kayden and back and forth again. I rolled my eyes "Yeah I get it, it's hard to believe but it's true so suck it up" I said with my hands on my hips in annoyance Jacobi grinned "and this is Claire, the mother of my son" "This is impossible" bastien said while the woman had her mouth wide open, unable to process what was happening I sighed "but it happened so just accept it and move on" I began walking in the direction of the kitchen "who wants pink pancakes?"

*** Claire was half a sleep by the time we reach her home. We took her out of the car, then I mind-linked her dad to come outside. "My baby," Her mom started, then realised she was out of it. "We went to a bar to celebrate, and we got carried away, which is why he's drove," I pointed to Corey to make it more believable. "Trust me, I had no idea she was such a lightweight," "Please," Her mom waved me off "I'm glad you guys enjoy yourself," "Sweet dreams," I kissed Clarie's cheek

She yells and Rowan chuckles. "I just wanted to see you, human. I've been gone a week and this is the warm welcome I receive?" He asks, humor coloring his words. Claire scoffs and crosses her arms ignoring him as her eyes catch mine. I look away as I busy myself with cooking. Rowan sits next to her and throws an arm over her shoulder. Claire is obviously uncomfortable by the contact and sits still as a statue. I smirk at the sight as I load the table with food. "Come eat." I tell them. Rowan pulls Claire's hand and makes her follow, sitting her next to him and across from me.

“She and I… probably ended things way worse than you did, and I should not feel jealous or insecure just because she appeared to see you, it is not like you planned for it.” “I’m afraid to be asking a lot from you, but I want to let go of the past and I want to help you do the same. And I am not talking just about Hannah.” They are no longer in Green Valley, no longer restrained by their families dragging them down, so it might take a while to learn how to let go but Claire wants to think she is capable of doing so. As long as they are holding hands, they can live the kind of life they have been yearning for.

"Nothing? You had everything, and you have everything. You're his mate, and you're the Luna, you live in the pack house, you get to sleep with him in the same bed and not just for sex. So what? I slept with him for a few weeks, big deal. Look where I am now." "You don't know?" I ask genuinely. Claire shrugs, annoyed. "What?" "James wasn't nice to me. He never talked to me, and when he did it was only to take things away from me. He treated me like dirt. He used you just to stop thinking about me. He hated me." Claire's face hardens. "We both may have known that what we had was over, but he did not sleep with me to get over you. He loved me. I bet he still does."