Outlander Fanfiction Claire And Jamie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Claire's POV I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I found myself back at Damien's dining room table, staring at the divorce papers lying between us. Even now, hours later, I could still see our signatures at the bottom of the page. Four years of marriage over. By the time the sun rose, I gave up trying to sleep. Olivia was already awake when I walked into the kitchen. She looked up from the coffee machine and smiled sadly before setting a mug in front of me.

Dad smirked “Ew, I’m not in love with Max. He’s a jerk “ How could I possibly be in love with a guy that has tortured me my entire life?. My parents must be crazy to think that, but now it all makes sense why Alpha said he knew I’d love to be Max’s mate. This is something that they all believe. “He’s a jerk to everyone but t- “ “Dad please “ I yelled. I’ve had about enough of this convo. “Claire I’m S-“ “Let’s just go home “ He smirked, which angered me further. Something tells me he was trying to push my buttons. “What are you doing?” I eyed him suspiciously as we walked to his car. “Your wolf seems to get stronger when you’re angry. “ “So you’re just gonna keep poking me until I shift and

***Clair's POV*** “You were happy? Happy that I was alive? You know what? I would rather not see you or hear whatever you have to say. Just Leave!” “Clair, please don't chase me away. You could attest to the fact that I came down all the way here for you.” “Why? Why did you come to me? I'm sure that Roxanne must be plotting my death right now, and you are trying to lead her here!” “No, I will never do that. Listen toe, Clair, I'm here for you and I want to help you,” he suddenly covered the distance between and reached for my hand. The moment our hands touched, my mate instantly screamed the words, “Mate!”

Claude, if you hadn't caught on yet. ** After tasking Claude with finding out who Jamie McLelland is, I sit on my couch at home on the second day of my reliable cousin sniffing out the information I need. Claire, thankfully, has gone home. She's the most insufferable millennial I have ever had the displeasure of fucking. She likes cuddling and talking about our dreams as if we both are blind to the fact that this entire relationship is a lie. For what lie? Claire doesn't know. She just knows how fake our companionship is. I'm sure Leslie finding out that Francesca isn't her real mother has changed things, but breaking up with Claire might cause a tidal wave with my father that will destroy w

I grumble a little as I get out of bed, already missing it the moment I leave it. I’m halfway through brushing my teeth when Clara knocks on my door, already in ripped jeans and a fluffy red sweater, her hair is up in a bun that looks like it’s holding itself together out of pity and she couldn’t brush it properly because of that same pity. “Come on, sleepyhead,” she says. “We’ve got a mountain of groceries to buy before Uncle, I mean your dad starts complaining about not having his turkey.” I level her with a glare. Jamie’s behind her, wearing an oversized denim jacket and pretending to scroll through her phone like she’s too cool to care. She’s barely 19 and is somehow more composed than I

I nodded my head shyly. "Lucky," she muttered under her breath. I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Aren't you and Liam together?" I gestured to the two of them. Claire and Liam turned to each other with disgusted eyes while the other three burst out in laughter. "Oh hell no," Claire said. "Never in a million years," Liam added. "See? I told you that you guys looked like a couple!" Olivia said amidst her laughter. Claire scoffed. "I would rather shit bricks than get together with this asshole."

There was fear in Claire’s eyes, which instantly turned to desire. She placed her hands on his pressing, “Oliver, tighter. I can take anything you give me. Fuck me.” Oliver looked at her disgusted, tossing her to the side. “Go home. You promised you’d leave.” Claire got back up and pressed herself against his back, rubbing his chest. “I knew you wouldn’t hurt me, not even a little. Oliver, I’m bearing myself to you. Take me.” Oliver closed his eyes, he didn’t want to physically hurt her, but she needed to go. Oliver turned around and scooped her up in his arms. Oliver smiled at her, “How’d you get in?”

Hope time will come for them, they are the victims in the story… “Don’t worry, I will fight her back if necessary… Can you trust me, Claire? I promise, she will never have the chance!” Jamie assured her. “Alright, I trust you sister. Sis about frianna, can you spend more time with her? For her to trust others again, she is scared as much as I am… She thinks that you and dad getting married is a rush… And she hadn’t prepared herself for it yet. Don’t get me, wrong big sis…. But you and daddy must prepare Frianna emotionally if not that would be a big problem…” Claire reminds her.

I saw Alek and Jamie talking in the distance and I made my way towards them. "... she can't get out of bed, the moon howl is canceled." Alek was saying as I approached. "Aleksander?" Jamie said in a small voice as he saw me. "What is it?" Alek growled. Jamie flinched and pointed feebly at me. Alek turned sharply. His eyes widened as he saw me. "Claire," he said. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "I told you it would take care of it. You should not have gotten out of bed..."

“I’m sorry that happened to you, Nic. I really am.” I couldn’t imagine — or maybe I could. I knew how lonely it could be without your pack. Losing your mate once you’d met them didn’t sound so different. I can’t ever do that again. I can’t. “If it ever arises, Claire,” he said a few moments later, finally meeting my eyes. “I hope you’ll consider spending more time in London. I know your first visit was…” He paused and sighed, shaking his head. “Well, it could have been on much happier terms, that was for sure, but I hope you give it another shot. I would hate for Kaiser to have to choose between his pack and his—”