Novel Claires Novels & Stories

Clear fluid stained the fabric. The bedroom door stood wide open. Caino knelt on the carpet. Amelia's legs rested on his shoulders. Caino bent his head, gently pleasuring her with his mouth while his fingers moved rapidly inside her. She arched her back, moaning continuously. "Ah... Caino, right there..." Amelia shuddered through her climax, her release spilling over him. He kissed her stomach tenderly, then pressed himself against her entrance, grinding slowly. A pang of sadness hit me. In all the time I spent with Caino, he never wanted to do this for me.

Like rumours belonged to everybody else. Maybe he felt me looking, because he glanced up. Again, it was just a second. Still, something small and strange moved low in my stomach before I killed it dead out of sheer annoyance. Clair finally came over near the end of lunch and slid into the spot beside me like she’d never been anywhere else. “Miss me?” she asked. “You were twenty feet away.” “And yet.” She stole one of my fries, then made a face at Tara. “Are you still trying to drag us to your cousin's disaster party?”

“And, well, at first, I didn’t think anyone was going to answer, like they knew I was a spy or something. But just as I was about to give up, I got one really clear, one-word answer. And I don’t know if it has anything to do with anything or what, but I thought you should know.” Cadence sighed, assuming this entire conversation was a waste of time. “Okay. What was it?” “Klondike,” Cassidy replied. Cadence knew she was making a face that the rest of her team would find alarming. She was both confused and annoyed at this point. “Klondike? Like the ice cream? Or the really cold place in Alaska?” “The Klondike is in Canada, Cadence,” Cassidy said, in a tone that insinuated she believed her siste

Don't be left behind tomorrow. ***** "Clay, where is my book?" As soon as he entered the class, Adimasta immediately asked Clarissa for his book note. Clarissa, who was engrossed in seeing posts on social media, lifted her face. She had already made plans on how she would return the book. Calmly, Clarissa rummaged through her bag. "Nothing. Missed it." Clarissa looked back at Adimasta. "Clay, seriously?" asked Adimasta. Now Adimasta is getting restless.

"There's also a conflicted look on your face. Come on, spill. What's bothering you?" Quinn was a beautiful young woman with chocolate skin and long dark dreadlocks that reached her waist. They were dyed at the tips with a goldish-caramel colour. She had large brown eyes that shone brightly when kissed by the sun. At thirty-three, she was already an established author who wrote romantic novels for a living. Claire sighed and took a sip from her glass. She said, "I don't know what to do. I found something that could really hurt Oliver and his family today. I should be happy because I want revenge... however, Oliver helped my daughter today.

she shouted at him, determined not to betray her fear at his presence. He simply laughed again and then his image became transparent and faded into the air. Clarissa sat back down at the table, holding her face in her hands, relieved at his quick exit. I am not going to let you get to me. I refuse to let you win. Clarissa tapped on the keyboard of her Apple MacBook Air and brought up the local news website to distract her anger and calm herself down. The article at the top of the page immediately caught her attention. "American billionaire, Brandon Clifford, buys Goldwater Island."

Claren explained, and he smiles, "Come with me" Nicole said, and two of them walked down to meet her friends and her sisters, and Nicole said, "this Claren, a friend" "Can you please Introduce yourself and give us details about you?" one of Nicole friends named Mimi said, "My name Is Claren Blair, and I loved In the next house, and we have not been In the West pole for a long time because of so many cercumstances, but here we are today,e and my family were here for two weeks vacation" Claren explained,

Williams Company Skycapres Manhattan, New York, US. A month later Sometimes, someone has to let the wind carry their life away to know how far one can deal with any unexpected paths. Claire never let life take her too far. She always follows a safe plan that has little risk. She is afraid of having her heart broken. Therefore, when her friends at school are busy making new acquaintances and falling in love the easy way, Claire prefers to drown herself in a pile of books in her dorm.

How some things clung to her mind without effort, while everything else felt like it had been scrubbed away. “Yes! It’s me. Listen, I don’t want to keep you long,” Claire exhaled audibly, the static of her breath crackling in Niya’s ear. “I wanted to say I’m so glad you’re back on your feet.” Niya let out a dry breath, her gaze drifting to the floor. She’d barely found solid ground. “I—uh, thanks,” she muttered. “I know it’s a lot to process,” Claire continued in the most careful voice she could. “But BookLore still wants you. We all do. And Mason Chloe… she was really excited to meet you, but there’s been a little setback—”

As the non-disclosure agreement was a steep 100 years, as if, I would be alive by then to write the tell all. My imagination went wild as I imagined meeting something with three fingers curling around every corner to surprise me. But it was the opposite as it smelled more like we were in a chemical lab that had just been cleaned recently with some very heavy bleach. There wasn't a speck of dust everywhere. I looked at Dr. Dawson wondering if he had some type of OCD as an alpha. I could make that one of my investigations in the future, but as I wondered this, Dr. Dawson stopped abruptly and opened a door, I hadn't even noticed was there. It was the same texture as the wall, so it didn't e