Pokemon Clair Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I softened my expression, reaching out slowly, but not touching him. “I am your real mate,” I said gently, “I always have been.” His jaw tightened again. “And Clara?” he asked, his voice quieter now. I let out a soft breath, my gaze dropping. “She is a fraud, Damien,” I whispered. “A manipulative, power-hungry witch who only saw an opportunity and took it.” From the corner of my eyes, I could see he believes it, and that's a good sign. So we will wait until we leave here.

I picked up my cup and took a calm sip. "What makes you think I'm the one refusing to sign?" "Ryan is the one begging me not to end it." Clara froze for a second, then glared at me with pure hatred. "Liar! I'm carrying his pup. Why would he ever choose you over mating with me?" "You must be the one clinging to him, refusing to let go!" A moment later, she leaned back and started to laugh. "You don't even know, do you? This pup in my belly... it didn't happen through some sterile 'Sowing Ceremony' like Ryan told you."

"Tomorrow, we'll finalize our blood union. Then you'll have peace of mind." "Blood union?" I cut him off, letting out a soft laugh. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the sealed copy of the dissolution papers. His seal was on it. His signature was on it. I placed it on the desk between us. "Raven, you don't need to speak to the elders about anything. I've already left the clan. There's nothing between us anymore."

“What are you talking about?” “Bree Hans?”he scoffed, saying my fake name. Leaning in, his eyes locked onto mine with zero mercy. “Did you really think changing your name and moving to a poor border town would make everyone forget? The whole northern territory knows what happened, Trixie.” The sound of my real name out of his mouth felt like a bucket of ice water poured directly down my spine. “The weak little omega who wanted to be a star,” Harlan continued, taking another slow step forward, completely cornering me against the boards.

It soon wandered farther away to the time when she was dragging her suitcase out from the apartment and a warm hand came to stop her from going any further. Clara recalled the sparks and the tingling feeling that came from his touch, the sound of his husky voice when he introduced himself as "Skyler" and the charming silver eyes that displayed mischief. Clara's heart started to race faster than normal. Clara was lost in her thoughts, unaware that her powers were growing out of control. The air in the room had become windy, causing sheets of papers and light objects to float in the air. The chandeliers that hung down from the ceiling were swinging from left to right, the greenish glow from Cl

“I know what you’re thinking. Evander is not that stupid.” Wait, Evander? As in her Evander?! Clara pressed her ears harder against the desk, straining to hear more. If she was caught at this point, she didn’t care, she was too far gone at this point. She couldn’t have heard that right, right? Had to be another Evander, not hers. Hers knew nothing about any supernatural nonsense and most of all would never sign to a unison with someone even these two didn’t trust. Her Evander was sweet, thoughtful and definitely was no side dude to any bimbo!

My Luna. But now, standing here, faced with the reality that Claire was not just an ordinary agent but the head of the very agency that had become my second family, a profound sense of duty washed over me. The shock gradually transformed into a fierce determination, a willpower to rescue her from Zack’s clutches, the cunning mastermind who sought to manipulate and control her for his own sinister purposes.

The sales lady asked. "I want this!" We told the woman next to me at the same time and pointed to that watch at the same time. "Is this the BOSS Velocity Black Men's Watch?" "Yes!" I frowned because we were still talking together. "I'm sorry ma'am but there's only one left." "It's okay, I went first--" "What? Excuse me, Miss? I was the first--" My eyes widened when I saw who that girl was... "Oh my god! It's you, Claire!" She quickly hugged me and was still jumping up and down like a child.

She lifted one of her front legs and looked at it with uncontrollable anxiety. Her heart seemed to stop. Her breathing stopped. The world seemed to collapse as young Vione discovered the truth. She did not have claws. *

She faced Ruth, both women hissing at one another, Ruth enveloped in a dark electric aura. As the sky darkened and rain began to pour, Ruth cackled madly. Wasting no time, she unleashed her dark power toward Claire, but Claire skillfully evaded it, retaliating with her own energy that struck Ruth in the shoulder. Ruth's scream pierced the air, accompanied by a clap of thunder. My heart swelled with pride for Claire.