Novel & Cerita Pokemon Clair Fanfiction

"What became of your cheerful face? Are you still mourning for Clairra's death?" My knuckles turned white. I have no idea if she is mocking me or that she is sincere in asking how I am doing. "The Priestess Clairra was my best friend and my only family. I will always mourn for her, my priestess." "My condolences," she spoke softly. When I glance at her, she had only a blank expression on her face. It makes it harder for me to know if this is my last moment. "Eyaren... so this is her memories and not mine."

He grins. Clair The only good thing about being the council’s prisoner is that she is treated like a human being. She gets food, and can take a shower, and sleep on a bed. Seeing her father in the very situation he put everyone else in, is the payback she needs. It is when she sees Adam that Clair realizes their lives are going to be like this forever now. Her father’s lies finally caught up to him. To them. Clair gives the council her full co-operation. She has nothing else to live for. She doesn’t believe they are ever going back home.

"We did good, team. But let’s not get too comfortable. There’s always another mission." Clara nodded. "Yeah, but not tonight, we will celebrate. We deserve it but am tired too " ******** As April walked through the hall way, she encountered new people coming out of the dining room. She realized she had been unconscious since morning. They all ignored her as if she were invisible, going into rooms that had been locked for a long time. Only two girls approached her. She stepped back in fear. " Hi, am Bluey and she's Pistol the parrot" Bluey smiled at her. She forced out a smile.

the woman exclaimed in disbelief They both turned to stare at me and then at Kayden and back and forth again. I rolled my eyes "Yeah I get it, it's hard to believe but it's true so suck it up" I said with my hands on my hips in annoyance Jacobi grinned "and this is Claire, the mother of my son" "This is impossible" bastien said while the woman had her mouth wide open, unable to process what was happening I sighed "but it happened so just accept it and move on" I began walking in the direction of the kitchen "who wants pink pancakes?"

~ “Claire, stop going there!” ~ “Kuya, you’re such a killjoy!” ~ “Kuya, what now?!” ~ “Kuya Clark, I’m not joking anymore!” ~ “Kuya Clark!” “CLAIRE! Claire, are you okay?!” Claire’s eyes snapped open to see Timothy in front of her. “K-Kuya Timothy… Kuya Clark,” Claire began to cry, making Timothy panic even more. “Claire! Claire, what’s wrong with Clark?! Claire, please, stop,” he pleaded, knowing how dangerous it was for her to suddenly recall her past—it could deeply affect her mind or even put her in danger.

Click. The flash illuminated the grotesque scene, capturing every detail—the twisted limbs, the unnatural angle of the body, the dark, spreading blood. She adjusted her lens, focusing on the claw marks. There was something almost hypnotic about how they seemed to grow from the earth itself as if they had always been there. Click.

" Gavin said, trying to see whether Finn's name could do any magic, and it did. It calmed Claire. "Oh, really? Let's go." She glared at Cain, who was gasping for breath, before she walked away with her guys. As soon as she was gone, Floral stood up from the floor where she was pretending to have fainted, "Son!" She ran to him. She helped him up and placed his head on her lap, "How are you feeling, son? I'm sorry I couldn't help. Claire is a devil. She would have killed us both."

“You have to choose between us because I will never share you with her.” Aiden chuckled slightly, his words slurred from alcohol. “Claire, we’re done. I don’t love you anymore. I never did. You were just… there. For three years, you were just my toy. You see her?” He pointed at Serena. “This is my class, rich, classy, elegant. Have you looked at yourself?” He scoffed. “Do something about your life. Or better yet, disappear forever.” He grabbed Serena’s hand and walked out, leaving me behind.

I said, squeezing her hand tightly, wishing with everything in me, she was so tired to run again and that this time she will allow herself to choose me. "It is not much." She added faintly. "It does not have to be." I said, pulling her into my chest. And the little girl whimpered. And I released Clair who pressed a kiss on her forehead. "My baby..." Then something strange twisted in my chest. And I crouched to Lily's level. Her eyes opened slowly but I saw it. The blue dark eyes. Exactly like mine. And the world tilted. No. I breathed and my eyes fixed on Clair. My gut cannot be wrong.

He looks towards me and taps his lips. “You’re probably wondering who this woman is. Let me save you the trouble. This is my sister Cia. She was in line for the Alpha. But sadly, failed on taking the position. I was the lucky winner. Had to kill my parents for it. But it is mine.” He says, then continues drinking his drink. “Want some? No? Suit yourself then.”