Novel Claires Novels & Stories

Clarisse's kindness was a tool I could use, a pathway to Tiffany's downfall. As we walked through the bustling streets, I observed Clarisse closely. She was genuinely warm and inviting, her laughter infectious. It was hard to believe that someone so kind could be involved with someone as malicious as Tiffany Davis. I needed to win her trust, become her confidante, so she would listen to my warnings about Tiffany. In her luxury villa, I saw glimpses of Clarisse's life—elegant furniture, tasteful art, and the subtle scent of expensive perfume lingering in the air. It was a world far removed from my own, yet I needed to navigate it to achieve my goal.

“In front of the Alpha.” The memory stings sharper than I expect. The confusion. The disbelief. The way my mind just… stalled for a second, trying to process what was happening. Clair’s jaw tightens slightly. “And she didn’t even hesitate?” she asks. I let out a humourless chuckle. “Not for a second.” A brief silence settles between us. Then— “I hate parasites,” Clair says flatly. I blink. There it is again. That bluntness. I let out a small, awkward laugh. “I mean… maybe she panicked? Or thought she wouldn’t get another chance or—”

Clarissa POV I looked through the window and listened to make sure no one was coming. I quickly gathered a few of my belongings, threw them in the bag, and quickly made a run for them. The moon goddess knew why he gave me this opportunity to escape this hell hole, and I will use it effectively. I practically ran down the stairs, grateful for my strength and stamina, even though I was only five feet tall. The building was a four-story building that was painted gold and purple, for reasons best known to Alpha Clay.

Claire there, exchanging dollars and notes with the manager. Mr. Claire, a part of yellow journalism whose only job is to write articles about my life, filled with my secrets like where I am residing and with whom, what I am eating, whom I am dating, and his favourite topic, with whom I slept. It can easily be speculated that he knows more about my one-night stands than I do, and he might even possess those model cards which I don't have.

If this was a bad habit I picked recently then I need to let it go. "Klaire has a terrible reputation," Elise said after a long silence between us. "People thought she was difficult. I still do." I do too. Mrs. Klaire was difficult. Too difficult and prideful. "She did something really terrible at her last workplace and got herself fired." Elise quickly held my hands. "Aleks, I'm only telling you this because you're my husband. I wouldn't just snitch on her…even knowing, she doesn't truly care about me."

The two exchanged a glance, claws flashing out as they lunged straight at me. At the last possible second, Zephyr moved. Relying on his extraordinary hearing, he stepped in front of me, blocking their path. "Zephyr! Have you lost your mind? Why are you stopping us?!" Cael’s eyes were bloodshot as he snarled through gritted teeth. "In the last life, she kicked us into the enemy pack as shields. Have you already forgotten that? Move! I’m going to tear her apart!" "Be quiet. Don’t move." Though blind, Zephyr’s senses were sharper than anyone else’s.

But Zander, being the baddest beta male, did not find her appealing enough at all. He moved his eyes everywhere but her direction while she kept looking in his way, hoping for a small glimpse. It was not hidden from anyone how much that girl— oh, Claire , to be precise, liked Zander despite his dark eyes and 'don't mess with me' personality. "Why is it so? She is hot. A perfect cup cake you can enjoy for tonight." Clarke raised an eyebrow of naughtiness. He darted a dark naughty gaze that Zander only chuckled. He was not acting normal like himself, his friends did help him get out of his situation regardless. One can say, for the sake of looking normal to them, he acted to be okay. But from

Chris had said warmly but the state of the two ladies made the room hot so Sophie had to fan herself. “ It is Claire” the blond one hissed. “ Excuse me” Sophie whispered very confused not knowing what the lady meant by clear. The air conditioner? The music? Her ugly taste in fashion sense? What exactly is clear in the room? “My name is Claire not Blair” Claire hissed again with enough venom to make Sophie reel backward.

Nicole said, "When are you coming back?" Claren asked, "I don't know" Nicole said, "Can I have your phone number?" Claren asked, Sorry, I don't give stranger my phone number" Nicole said, and she followed her friends, and they entered Into a cardilac sport car latest version, and they drives off, and when Claren was about going back to his house, Chante saw him and she called him, Claren, come In but she has gone out"

I retaliated with a swipe of my claws, but she dodged it easily, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. I knew that I was in trouble. Leah was stronger and faster than me, and she was determined to kill me. I had to think fast, had to come up with a new strategy if I wanted to survive. I feinted to the left, pretending to attack, and then dodged to the right, using the momentum to launch myself at Leah with renewed ferocity. But she was ready for me, and she met my attack with a powerful kick that sent me flying across the clearing.