Lexa Clarke Novels & Stories

he said with that I left. When we got home Brittney ate, bathed then went to sleep, had a rough day she said,I'm in my office with my wife, just hanging out, cuddling while we both check out mails and shit." babe you got another one, pass me my glasses so that I can read it out for you" Lexa said, since I wasn't facing her way I let her read the message out loud" it's from a possible client I'm guessing coz it's a description on what sort of house she needs and when she needs it -oh there's some pictures and a video showing let me check it out and i'll pass you this tablet " she said.

"You must have forgotten something, Drake. I'm not the Alex you once knew. I'm a Luna now, so respect the way you treat me. And you stink, I think you need a bath." I was so angry seeing his face once again. I carried his child for so many months, and I had to lie so the child could be claimed by someone else. And now look at him, standing in front of me, acting as if everything is okay. "Alex, can we talk?" he said, making me laugh as if I was about to go crazy. "Talk, really Drake? Why would I want to speak with someone like you? I was just trying to see how the Ghost Pack looked like after so many years of absence, but I guess it's even better than I expected."

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Clarissa’s ID photo was there, and she was a woman in her mid-thirties, brown eyes with her neat hair tied back. Maxine kept typing. “Digging deeper…” She pulled up Clarissa’s home address, phone number, emergency contacts, even her paycheck history. “She lives alone in a small apartment on Clover Street,” Maxine said. “She has no kids, no husband, and her salary… mhm… they pay her next to nothing.” Everyone in the room nodded. “Perfect,” Leo said. “She might be willing to listen.” Maxine smiled proudly. “She needs the money. And she has full access.”

Lyra The warm sunlight filtered through the window as I sat with Calista, sipping the tea she had prepared. Calista is the wife of Alpha Jaxon of the Crewwood pack, who had graciously accepted to accomodate me in their home. His wife has been a good friend since I arrived. “Do you ever think about how different things could have been?” Calista asked, her voice soft as she stared out at the forest beyond the window. I glanced at her, sensing the weight behind her question.

“In front of your company, your people! And Damon just stood there, defending her like she was royalty. Like she was more than what she is, a filthy Omega who was supposed to die alone in some ditch! And yet he gave her his shares. He gave her everything that he fought to build. He has been sharing things with her. The two of them spent the entire day together in their office. I'm forced to just sit back and watch them. She stares back at me. She speaks to me. She refers to me as Lysandra rather than Luna. And I'm supposed to stand back and listen? Who does she think she is?” I sat quietly in my chair, sipping from my glass of scotch. My fingers tapped against the armrest as I watched her un

Chapter 52 "THE CHILD CLARISSA IS CARRYING ISN'T LUCIAN'S!" Mrs Lena stood frozen in place and for a long moment there was silence. She didn't know if she heard wrong as she asked. "What did you just say?" "It's the truth" "Watch what you say, Chloe" snapped Mrs Lena glaring at Chloe. "I'm telling the truth" Chloe replied, wiping away her tears which spilled down her cheeks. "Clarissa is married. She's been living with another man named William for years. Why would she suddenly be carrying Lucian's child?"

“You are Keira Greene, the conglomerate heiress Keira Greene?” Gene was stunned at the woman the dork Clarke brought with him. “Well yes, if you want to put it that way but tonight I am no one but Mr. Clarke Watson’s number one fan.” Keira admiringly smiled at Clarke. He possessively embraced her and kissed her forehead. Her stunt boosted Clarke’s confidence, seeing his smile cheered her soul. Clarke and Keira spoke to Gene off the microphone.

Alec called. She beamed as she joined us. “Good evening, Alec. For a moment, I thought you weren't going to make it.” “I wouldn't miss it for the world,” Alec replied. Clarissa's gaze shifted to me. Her smile grew as she stretched a hand forward. “Hi. I'm Clarissa Wren, heir to Washington's most luxurious wine empire,” she said. I took her hand. “Mabel Parker.” “Your dress is stunning. Who are you wearing?” she asked.

“You said you wanted market expansion. I gave you that. You said you wanted Luxe’s audience. I found a way…” “By lying to me!” Clarisse snapped, eyes blazing. “You didn’t tell me Chloe Luxe had that much power, that she had PR alliances, that she had powerful connections. You didn’t tell me she was untouchable!” Alexa’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Clarisse leaned closer, her voice dripping with fury. “You dragged me into your personal vendetta, your childish obsession with Chloe. And now look around, Alexa. Look what’s left.”