Be More Chill Chloe Novels & Stories

Third Person: Chloe Vance came back prepared in every way. She hadn't only revamped her look; she looked stunning. At a single glance, one could tell the wannabe had gotten lip filler, along with an ass and a facelift. She looked breathtaking, and with that look came exactly the attention she craved.

On New Year’s Eve, the girlfriend who had promised to go home with me was nowhere to be found. Instead, my close friend, Logan, sent two voice notes. “Bro, your girl is mine now! “You have no idea. Ever since we were kids, my dad only ever listens to her. One word from her is worth more than a hundred from me! It works great, I love it, and I’ll definitely use it again!” At exactly midnight, as fireworks exploded outside the window, Chloe called me, laughing. “You have no idea. Thank God I came over! Mr. Creston looked like he was ready to beat Logan up–” “Chloe,” I interrupted her. “Do you remember that my parents have been waiting to have dinner with you?” Silence fell on the other

“You’re so mean!” Chloe grins, unapologetic. “It’s in my nature, you know that.” Leah takes a sip of her iced coffee before putting down her glass. “Do you think you’ll ever meet the right guy and settle down, Chloe?” Chloe’s laughter fills the air, carefree and unrestrained. “Settle down? Me? Never!” And we all join in the laughter, each of us hiding our own complexities, our fears and hopes tucked away behind the safety of our smiles.

Every word has different meanings. "Fine, is this the queue from which I should leave?" she asked, looking at them both. "Hey! You're ruining both of our moods. Are you afraid she will leave you if she learns about your past? ", Zen told Dave. "Chloe, your name is Chloe, right?" Zen asked. Chloe gave a slight nod of the head. "Would you like to join me for a drink until your boring fiance greets the rest of the guests? I'm telling you, it's better to be with me because those people will come to get your attention and be on your good side as hyenas ", Zen told her.

"This is my house. You're trespassing and attempting assault. That's illegal. I'm calling the police!" The first wave of people who'd rushed forward scrambled back, swearing. "Crazy bitch and her tricks. Someone get me a bat. I'll deal with her myself." Before anyone could move, my childhood friend Maverick Kirk burst out from the kitchen. "No police, and no fighting. This is a misunderstanding." He smiled as he tried to calm everyone down, then walked toward me with a pointed look. "Chloe, what are you doing here? Come in, come in. Perfect timing. You're just in time for our family dinner."

Chloe thought about it a bit around another gulp of water. "What are you doing for the Holidays?" "Packing. Time off from work means more time to pack." "Lame." "Yeah well, that's my middle name isn't it?" Chloe headed back into the building to work on some other mess she could find. "Talk to you later." "Okay, love you." And with that, her best friend hung up leaving Chloe with more to think about. Just as she reached the door to the building, she got a call from Sharon, her realtor.

“I would never— I mean, that’s not what I meant at all!” Lilly arched a brow, leaning back against the pillows as though thoroughly entertained. “Oh, really? Because it sounded like you were trying to give me an order.” Chloe shook her head vigorously, her words tumbling out in a panicked rush. “No, no, no! I just— I was just saying— suggesting, really— that, you know, maybe… maybe you could take it easy for once! But only if you want to, of course!” Lilly tilted her head, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make Chloe squirm before finally smirking. “Relax, Chloe. I’m messing with you.”

Chloe watched from her window as the minivan disappeared down the street, a flash of angry red. The crunch of tires on gravel was the only soundThe house next door was quiet. Empty. A cage with the door left wide open. A slow smile spread across her face. She slipped into a long, black trench coat, the belt tied loosely at her waist. Underneath, she was completely naked. The cool silk of the lining brushed against her nipples, making them hard. She stepped into a pair of high heels.

Two hours later , Chloe was still on the files yawning every now and then . " Tiana kings , an upcoming actress and model with two million followers, featured in five movies that has million views,Chloe mumbled out loud , and zoomed in on the actress picture on her desktop. She was dressed in a bikini, standing by the poolside , her red hair dancing in the wind, Chloe gave her a thorough head to toe check and nodded . Popularity- check Skin - check Status - check Perfect ! She turned in her chair and massaged her temples warily. A soft know landed on her door for Darlyn to ease himself in .

Linda yelled and jumped to the side, exclaiming, "Chloe, are you looking for trouble? Can't you wipe yourself off?!" "I'm wiping on you because I think highly of you," Chloe hummed and had to grab the cleaning cloth from the table to wipe her hands. Flora had no intention of fooling around with them and said, "Chloe, you're the most resourceful. Help me think of a way to make him willingly take off his clothes, besides... getting on the bed!" "Are you feeling shy or lacking confidence in your figure? You want to take off Mr. Kevin's clothes to see his back, right? That's easy, I'll help you look," Chloe said without feeling any awkwardness, speaking in a carefree manner.