The bond between a father and a daughter is one that lasts for a lifetime. A father is a daughter's first knight in shining armor and Jack doesn't disappoint. Stay tuned for more! Thanks for following this story! Because of readers like you, I have the opportunity to tell this incredible story that is inside my head. You all are the best!
Trevor: “HAPPY ANNIVERSARY! I can’t wait to see you tonight!!” Claire: “Happy Anniversary! I can’t wait either.” Claire set her phone down to look out her nook window overlooking the neighborhood and small retention pond. The cool autumn wind blew the colored leaves across the surface of the calm water. She wanted to let in the crisp air by cracking the window slightly. Autumn was her favorite time of year with the colors, the smells, the cool weather. She loved it all. Her fingers drummed out a beat on the back of her phone, all the while her feet tapped on her bedroom floor. Quinn pushed Claire’s legs together, stopping her nervous twitching. “Stop! You’re going to make me poke you in the eye if you don’t hold still.” Claire shook her head, “sorry. Just nerves coming out, I guess.” Tilting her head, Quinn finished the last of Claire’s makeup. “Why are you so nervous? You guys are adorable together, been together forever. Just sleep with him already and give me the details!!!”
****Contains Violent/Mature Themes**** Now that she had some distance, Claire could assess her situation more clearly, and she was stunned. Her car door was gone, multiple trees were down around her, and two more figures were standing behind the man who grabbed her. Vampires. The three figures were all facing her with their fangs bared, and the latter two huddled into crouching stances, ready to pounce. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Deep breaths. Keep calm. This is what you’ve trained for. If you don’t fight, you’re gonna die. That thought raced through her head. Claire knew she could handle two vampires in a fight, but three would push her limits to the max. Trying not to panic, Claire gripped her bat harder. As the two crouching vampires ran straight for her, she didn’t have time to think, only react. She swung her bat to hit one on his head while she kicked behind her to land a blow to the other. Using her size to her advantage, she was ducking and dodging the punches from
“FUUUUUUUUUCK. Why does it still hurt so much?” Claire struggled to sit up in her bed. It’s been over a week since the random rogue attack and she still hasn't healed as fast as she would’ve liked. “You had two cracked ribs, countless bruises, claw marks on your neck, and you lost quite a bit of blood. You’re lucky you got away with that.” Marian helped her sit up while Malachy sat on the corner of her bed. He hasn’t left her side since they arrived home and Claire didn’t mind in the least. “Now shut up, eat, and take the medication to help prevent any infection. You still need to rest,” Marian chastised, then walked out of the bedroom and shut the door behind her. Claire looked to Malachy, “you know I’m ok right? I know you’re busy and sitting with me can’t be fun. So you can leave…If you want...” Her head slowly lowered; she didn’t want him to leave, but she didn’t want to seem clingy. She didn’t have any claim on him. He wasn’t hers and she wasn’t his. “I’m not going anywhere,
Cheeky asshole. Claire ran to her closet and threw on her favorite dark skinny jeans and her white zip up hoodie. She also grabbed her favorite earrings and, of course, her opal necklace. She darted down the stairs to find Mal had changed from his usual black suit and tie to a tight-knit black sweater and jeans. Oh shit. Claire’s eyes all but popped out of her skull at the sultry sight and stopped her in her tracks. Frozen to the spot, she thanked The Goddess he seemed too focused on his phone to notice her staring. After a few seconds, he looked up at her with a slight smile, then he grabbed her hand and led her to his SUV. With a tremble to her voice and a hand held to her heart, she feigned panic. “Are you kidnapping me? This feels an awful lot like kidnapping… Does Pops know we’re leaving together?” He opened the door for her and offered his hand to help her get in. “You are a bit of a smartass, you know that? You are more than welcome to leave, but there is something you
His lips sought hers in the darkness. Pressing her gently into the comforter of the bed, he hovered above her quaking form. Malachy used one arm to prop himself up to not crush her, while his other hand gingerly made its way down her side until he grabbed behind her knee. He pulled her knee up, hooking her leg over his hip to bring her center closer to him. “Mhmmm. Little One, you’re driving me crazy.” He nuzzled her neck, then kissed his way down to her collarbone. She couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Claire ran her hands through his raven locks as he made his way further down her body. Malachy suddenly pulled away from her. He brought himself up to his knees, grabbed his shirt, and pulled it over his head. His gaze never wavered. *BANG *BANG Malachy crushed his mouth to hers, taking her breath away. She licked his bottom lip, demanding entrance to his mouth. Her fingernails grazed down his biceps to his forearms, earning a guttural moan to escape his parted lips. She
After a night of karaoke, eggnog, peppermint schnapps, and non-stop laughter, everyone was eager for Christmas morning when they went to bed. Rolling over, Claire’s arms hit a warm body, hindering her stretch. Squinting her eyes to see who was there, she sighed. “Quinn. How did you end up in my bed?” Claire groggily croaked. When Quinn didn’t move, Claire tickled her side to wake her up. She lazily opened one eye to glare at her best friend. “That’s not a nice way to wake someone. That guest bed suuuuuucks. Aaaaaaaand you’re a great cuddler. Sorry, not sorry.” She curled her body up against Claire. Amused, Claire wrapped her arms around her before she whispered in Quinn’s ear. “You know we get to open presents now, right?” Both girls scrambled out of the bed and rushed down the stairs; taking the steps two at a time, giggling the entire way. Claire lost her footing thanks to her fuzzy socks on the hardwood floors and slid into the arm of the couch in the living room, and tumble
“Lockwoods! Left side of the room! Taylors, right! Smiths and Millers, down the middle!” Jack separated the four Guardian families for training in the massive training facility on the Miller’s property. “I have a bit of a surprise for y’all.” Jack motioned to a laptop aimed at the group. “Members of The Council are here to observe y’all train, along with a few other leaders. So don’t make me look bad.” One by one, the different leaders clicked on the screens to watch how the younger generation of Guardians were turning out. Claire mentally groaned as she gulped her water and put on her game face. Needing to pump herself up, she shook her shoulders and thought to herself, “Show no fear. Fuck anyone who doesn’t think you deserve to be here.” This was not the idea of a fun Spring Break Claire had planned. She was confident she was finally going to be a normal teenager and go to a beach with her friends. Boy, was she wrong! They had only been training for the last two days, but it
“How did the new trainees do today?” Alexander sat a small glass of blood down on the desk in front of Malachy. “I heard...one of them really made an impression…” The dark man sat on the sofa across the room and took a drink from his own glass, waiting for a reaction from his brooding boss with amusement in his eyes. Taking a calming breath, Malachy looked up at his second, “she did...so much in fact that one of Alpha Miller’s sons took an interest. Damn pup…” He smoothed a hand over his face in frustration. “Claire has surpassed all expectations of the Council and is still as feisty as ever. She took down an Alpha’s son and barely broke a sweat. She was stunning, to say the least.” A small smile graced his face. Something that Alexander noticed happened every time he talked about this tiny human. "Stunning, huh? Last year, she defeated three fully prepared vampires by herself, even though she wasn't prepared for a fight." Alexander crossed one leg over the other and relaxed deeper