Lexa And Clarke Novels & Stories

Hudson read the report twice as it was related to Callie, he wanted to be sure about everything. He wanted to know why Callie had left him back then. The report stated that Callie and Jayden were the children of Late Emily Clarke and Late Richard Clarke , who were killed brutally in their villa, fourteen years back. Emily Clarke and Richard Clarke were both CIA special agents and were very acclaimed in their work. Though Emily belonged to an aristocratic family, she had a grave interest in criminal psychology and pursued her studies at the University of London, where she met her love Richard Clarke. They both completed their studies and joined the CIA together. And after a few years got marr

Clarke was happy to see both Ben and Chloe together, and Beatrice couldn't help but feel smaller as they continued to talk. “So uhm… What do you do?” Chloe suddenly asked Beatrice, taking her back, and the five of them all turned to her. Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Clarke already knew that she was his secretary, since she had mentioned it immediately. They arrived, but she wasn't sure why she felt inferior to tell her about her… “I'm—” “She's my personal assistant,” Ben answered on her behalf. “Okay… your personal assistant accompanying you to your parent's anniversary, that's suspicious?” She tried to laugh it off, but the tension was quite thick.

"Don't ask me to leave, Clay. I can't. I love you so much. You have to believe me, Lena and I are friends only. I'm also out of communication with her, Clay. I ..." "Adi ... you remember ... you come back …" Clarissa looked at Adimasta intently. Adimasta's eyes also looked more intensely at Clarissa.

Not two seconds later, a knock came at my door, I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and turned it on, the brightness of the phone practically blinded me but I could still make out the 2:00 am and the Saturday written under it. I yawned, "Come in." the door creaked open and Blake walked in, I was too sleepy to be the least bit surprised, I noticed that he had on active wear. He turned away, "You wanna come with?" he asked, almost sounding shy. I smiled, the sleepiness I had was swept away by joy, but the words of our screaming match--well mine, "Well, I kinda took back my invitation, so..." I teased. He chuckled, seeming more relaxed now, "I'll be waiting outside." he left.