Jim X Claire Novels & Stories

"But if you say no, I will lose this bed, I will lose the treatment that is keeping me alive right now. I am not asking you for me. I am asking you because I do not know what else to do." Claire turned away from him and walked to the window. Outside, the city looked exactly the same as it did an hour ago, cars moving, people walking, nothing had changed for anyone else in the whole world except for her. "Does he know anything about me?" she asked without turning around. "Does this man even know my name?" "He knows enough," Richard said quietly. "He agreed to the marriage already." "Of course he did," Claire said. "Men like that do not marry for love. They marry to fix a business problem, and

Klara Klara clutched Jamie’s hand as she walked back into the strip club. It was a week later, and she’d gotten a phone call from Pam that they all had to be at the club at eight p.m. so the new owners could talk to them. She didn’t want to leave Jamie in the car again and the fear on his little face was another reason she couldn’t. She hadn’t really seen Jake, but the moment he parked his bike or truck, Jamie ran across the lawn, sometimes not even asking her. He still spent time with Jake and when he returned, dirty but fed, he’d tell her how Jake was teaching him to fix things.

I remarked calmly. "I thought so too! He is a complete jerk! Remember don't take him back period. Or the man will never respect or value you afterwards." expressed Claire, sounding really disappointed. She was team # Jared. She thought he would be the man to heal my heart and soul as well as finally get my guard all the way down enough to have sex. "Don't worry! I will call you later! Get some sleep! I miss you!" I stated. "I miss you, too! Keep your head up! Remember you are such an incredible woman that somebody's son will wife you up soon. He will be the real deal. Because you are the prize. " cried Claire. She was taking this harder than me.

After a while, he finished talking, looked at me again, and frowned. "Why are you standing there? Come here," he commanded. I sighed. I smiled and walked towards him, swaying my hips. "I'm home, honey! I'm sorry, I thought you were busy, so I waited for you to finish talking on the phone," I said to him. I sat on his lap and touched his cheek. Claire told me that she's a sweet woman to her husband, even though he doesn't show any affection for her. My heart almost stopped beating when Liam looked at me with his sharp eyes. He didn't even touch my waist while I was sitting on his lap. He just stared at me as if he were disgusted.

Jace wasn't usually the type to spend time around women—most were too much effort. But Claire? From the moment they met, she'd been different. And the more time he spent with her, the more he found himself wanting to stick around. *** By the time Finley arrived, the sky was already dark. He booked a room, plotting ways to "accidentally" run into Claire. Wandering onto the beach, he spotted fireworks bursting against the night. Claire, drawn to the display, bought some fireworks and handed them to Jace. "Wanna try?"

Suddenly her eyes smoldered as she grit her teeth angrily. 'Hunter MacIntyre, you think not returning home will make me leave you? It only makes my determination of steel.' Claire left a final message with a stubborn sneer before she closed her eyes to get some sleep: The menu for today's lunch is a surprise. See you then. Love you, Honey. Tbc... Do you think he'll come??? How many of you think Claire will win this war? Should she hope for a future with Hunter?

Jake and Liam shared a look when things looked like they were about to spiral out of control. “Um, let’s play the game,” Liam suggested, wanting to stop the fight that was about to erupt. At the same time, Claire ignored the men and chugged down bottles of beer. She had noticed them throwing invisible jabs at each other but she had no time to deal with men whose egos were bigger than the Indian ocean. It was only after Wesley left to pick up a call that Claire realised she was drunk. She got to her feet and swayed but instead of falling, a large arm coiled around her waist and pulled her close.

She informed me as I sighed. "Will the side effects be bad?" "I'm not sure yet, it may be bad but not that bad and it may even be worse." She said, "You can go and see her now." She also added. Luke's Pov. Our plan is falling into place already, one antagonist is out of the way. Gwen is out of the way but I hope she doesn't get a huge punishment because she was once my mate. I rejected her. No one knows about it, it's just between the two of us.

he says and passes her a hurt look. "Guys ,calm down . I am fine ,it's just a headache and i am an adult harry , no one forced me into anything. Can we just forget it?" Claire says to lighten the mood. I nod and kiss her forehead and she snuggles in . I have never felt more at peace . I leave them both to get some water for her . Claire's p.o.v;

I turned around and saw Claire, clutching a sketchbook to her chest, her eyes throwing daggers at me before drifting to James and softening. “Hi, Mister James!” Please. I might barf. “Hello, Clara.” James gave her a tight smile when she entered. “It’s Claire,” she corrected, still smiling prettily at him. Her skirt was inched higher than before. I looked away, squeezing the pencil in my hand. “Are you free? I’ve a few questions, and I need help with some of my sketches.” She wasn’t asking. She was demanding.