Pokemon Clair Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Most of the time I’d rather not know, myself. “You’re fucking weird, you know that?” Claire called after me. I ignored her and kept walking, not bothering to check if they were following me. No doubt they would need a second to confer and confirm that I was indeed weird, but that was okay. I felt like I had won an important victory. Like Ash giving Pikachu the thrashing he so richly deserved. I know that’s not how Pokemon is supposed to work, but that yellow bastard needs to be put in his place. Over a decade and he still hasn’t evolved, the lazy little shit.

I bit my lip to stop myself from bursting into laughter, he really is a nice tag along buddy, I should hang out with him more often. Clair got up from the sofa wearing his usual attire, sweatpants and no shirt, looking like a sexy single Dad, he really knew how to make an entrance with his appearance. He walked over to us and gave me a kiss on the forehead, taking the ice cream from my hand and narrowing his eyes at Emilio. "Is this the husband?" Clair asks looking at Emilio from head to toe with a glare. "God no!" Emilio exclaims in defense, giving me a look of fright and despair. "My life's already dark, she would only drive me to insanity" he finishes.

I moved away from the door and headed to the window to see if I could catch a glimpse of what was happening inside. Someone stood at the window, blocking my view. My eyes slowly lifted to the inconsiderate person. It was none other than Claira. She smirked and shut the window. My blood boiled. I felt like strangling the living day out of her. “You can be my partner.” A voice resonated from the garden, and when I turned back, my eyes met Celyn, my hero. I smiled brightly. “It has been a while,” I said. “Yes. I have had a lot of off school work,” she explained.

The Beta of the Black Claw clan would not be seen cowering in fear. I tried not to give her too much of my attention, the stubborn girl that was surprisingly lasting more than I ever thought. I wanted to run my hands through my hair and maybe pull them out due to sheer frustration at everything that was going on. The game everyone had been waiting for had started earlier that morning and I had entered the playground that was turned into a mini fighting arena to see that Claire, the fucking stubborn luna and my friend had still not chickened out from the competition.

Kelly stretch out his hand trying to pull Clara into a hug Clara brushed him away and said with a dark face "I'm not going to the Desert with you until you show me the clip you claimed to have" "what do you mean?" "don't play dumb! you know what I meant!" "really?" Kelly stood up, he crossed his arm across his chest "you've grown wings to challenge me right?" "I really don't have time for chitty talks, show me the clip. that's all!" Clara half yelled. sensing she's been played

Eleanor's p.o.v "Put more strength into your fist Eleanor and your legs shouldn't be that wide apart!" Clair instructed loudly from afar as the ladies giggled softly. The kind Clair who seemed friendly and talkative was no longer present, she was replaced by a cold, serious, scary Clair. She wanted no imperfections and every time I made a mistake she gave me the death glare. Most ladies were unbothered by that but I was. "I'm doing my best," I muttered under my breath.

He craned his face towards her and chuckled. Claire pouted angrily and he kissed her cheek. "You look like Pikachu, you know. Cute and adorable. You are my Pikachu. That's your new name." Although joy shimmered inside her, she didn't react. "Come on, say something. I like it when you speak. My cuckoo bird!" "First you decide what you want to call me, Hunter. Whether it is Dove, or Pikachu, or cuckoo bird?" Claire spoke with a funny frown that made him chuckle again.

It wasn't intentional, but the girl still insulted him. "If you don't intend to answer, just take me back to where I came from. Maybe my companions will find me." Claire is a bit pissed off. What trip is this guy? Kidnap her, then just stare at the rooftop? Even though she has seen beings with super powers-like Gami- he is still surprised by the speed of this stranger. Of course, he is aware that Gami is his master and that he really has super powers, but this one... “Wait! Maybe he's a soul reaper too! Come on! Eh, why he is showing? I still have a long time. I still have forty-five days. Then this is not my soul reaper,” Claire said to herself.

“Who am I going to encounter by working at St. Clair?” Clara asked excitedly. “When do I ever tell you that much information?” Caiden retorted and poked her cheek. “Have some patience.” Clara pouted and blinked her eyes. Caiden simply ignored her. Despite being in love with her, he was immune to her pouty face. “Is it one of the four bitches?” she questioned. “You can tell me that much.” “It is,” the demon confirmed. “I didn’t know you had any other targets in mind.”

Jiya says, taking a seat in the armchair across from my desk. “Or that wolves from the royal pack would be coming and going, apologizing to you for their past transgressions and asking for training advice,” Claira’s voice calls from the doorway, and I look up to find my friend walking inside, the fresh mate mark on her neck prominent for all to see. It turned out that a warrior named Dustin Knox was Claira’s mate. He was one of the few who neither spread rumors about me nor defended me from them. He came with some warriors two weeks ago, intending to apologize and make things right when Claira arrived at the pack house after returning with a hunting party.