A sequel to "Just Friends" (which should be read first) spanning the years as love and friendships intertwine. Includes Rupert.

Clarisse and Joe's wedding day to the next morning. Fluffy one-shot.

Rupert's eye wanders, and Joseph catches it. But despite how that sounds, Rupert is a good guy in this story.

*Done! Last chapter is up.* A threat to the Crown, a palace on lockdown, a secret passageway - it all makes for a rather exciting summary, but it isn't long before it's just another Clarisse and Joseph story.

"He is unflinchingly close to her, and his closeness has suddenly changed into something entirely new. Her skin prickles as he moves her effortlessly, fluidly across the floor. The music flows into her conscious in fits and starts – she's too concentrated on not missing a step, on ensuring her feet don't go at the same pace as her heart, that she can't quite let it into her mind."

"He has her now. He has her fully and entirely for the few hours she'll give in to him in her bed. Then he'll sneak out before Clarisse leaves and the queen wakes up. He has her body in his hands but more importantly he's in her head, he's in her eyes now." Very...suggestive. C&J.

Because sometimes a queen and her bodyguard need to escape their palace. And because I like to believe Joseph is a poet at heart.

What could be so bad as to break the unflappable nanny? One-Shot.

"Not so dishonourable after all, he thought, as he pulled back to look at her face. He would have liked to believe it would all be easy, to slip into her bed and into her life as seamlessly as that, as easily as one night of prolonged supressed attraction acted upon. But everything good and decent in him knew it would not be as simple as that. "

Multiple perspectives of grief, shared and personal, in the days after the death of Prince Philippe, ending with the trip to find Mia in San Francisco. Sort of a series of one-shots. Includes Pierre and Shades.

Clarisse and Joseph share a special night before the rush of the Christmas activities. As always, I make no money from this and the words to "O Holy Night" are most assuredly not mine. Merry Christmas everyone.

While in San Francisco, Clarisse is being tormented by an illicit inconvenience. Only Joseph will be able to save her.