Beca Chloe Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her cheeks coiled into a smile and I draped my hands on her waist, "may we dance together?" She nodded in reply. ..... Chloe's POV Feeling bored, I have been staring at the clock observing as the hand keeps moving. I have been laying on the bed expecting Xavier walking through the doors stepping into the room. It just hit 10:56. Isn't that really late in the hour of the night? Where is he? I pondered. I shut my eyes and I tried to sleep but I couldn't wondering when Xavier's gonna get home. Xavier's POV

She was going to walk straight into whatever nightmare Jaxon was planning, and because it was my body, I was going to have to watch my own identity get torn to shreds. *** Chloe’s POV My hands were shaking as I walked down the long, paved driveway of my old house. How dare she? How dare Maya try to ruin the one good thing I had going for me right now? She was just trying to scare me. She wanted me to hide away in her boring, cardigan shell because she couldn't handle the fact that I was surviving in her world better than she ever could. Jaxon didn't hate me. He had held my hair back at the carnival. He had given me his napkin

Chloe couldn’t help but widely keep her mouth ajar, that saliva almost drool out of her mouth. Director Chloe placed her hand on her chest. She inhaled softly and exhaled in the same manner. She loved people admiring her beauty and singing her appraisal, so she instantly fell for Ailee. She returned her phone bag to her bag and paced closer. She unintentionally stepped on Bastian’s toes and intentionally pushed Anna aside to stand beside Ailee. She held Ailee’s cheeks in her hands and beamed, looking at her in the eyes. “What’s your name, angel?” She inquired.

be interested in me after what happened today? “Chloe, come and have dinner.” I heard Mary’s loud voice from downstairs which distracted me from overthinking any further. “Coming, Mary.” I called out and stood up from my bed to head downstairs. The next day when I reached school with my friends, I could see people staring at me and some even laughing and whispering among themselves. It wasn’t even that bad to think about. These people have nothing interesting enough to gossip I guess. “Ugh! Get over it already.” I yelled loud enough for everyone to hear as I walked inside. “Don’t mind them, Chloe.” Jenny rubbed my arm in a comforting manner and I noticed Tyler White, standing in front of hi

Chloe could get angry and tell the world that I was an impure wolf, and I had to find a way to make sure she doesn't have a choice than to keep her mouth shut and until then I have to play along. After a while, Chloe strutted over to me. Her eyes burned with hatred. “You think this will last?” she said, leaning close. “You think Kael will keep you around if he finds out what you really are? An impure wolf.” “What do you want, Chloe?” She laughed. “What do I want? I’ve come to take my rightful place here.” She straightened and folded her arms. “You were never meant to be here. I was supposed to marry Kael.”

"Xavier, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Bella." Chloe suppressed a sigh. This kid has terrible taste in women, she realized. It was the same woman from the hallway who had just mocked her. Bella looked at Xavier, her face heating up with a performative blush. "Xavier," she purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. Whether Xavier felt anything was a mystery, but Chloe felt a literal wave of goosebumps—and not the good kind. Xavier spared Bella one cold, dismissive glance before looking right through her.

Mia said with a smirk. Nero narrowed his eyes. Just then, Chloe came down the stairs, in her black sleeveless summer dress, which reach just above her knees. Her straight hair open and combed to aside. Mia looked at Chloe and smirked. She rushed towards her best friend. "Chloe you have to help me," Mia said with a sad face. Nero understood what his sister is doing. 'Let's see how my little dove convinces me' he thought with amusement. Chloe looked at Mia with confusion.

“It might take that long to clean the blood out from under my claws.” I still don’t understand. “Who would you be fighting?” “Whoever is foolish enough to try to say they are your mate,” Beau says. Then he storms out of the room, leaving behind his notebook of birthday plans. I try to stop him, but when I say his name, he’s already gone. I go to the notebook and notice one line near the top. A sentence so important, Beau underlined it twice: Chloe needs to have fun. Taking the notebook, I head out into the hall, eager to follow Beau and give it back to him.

She left fast, the door clicking shut behind her. The room settled back into silence, which gave me peace. Chloe is a selfish and narcissistic woman that is why I choose her over my mate.

Her eyes remained fixed on Dean, on the way he smiled, on the way he held Seren so naturally, so gently. A faint bitterness crept into her expression. “He was never like that with me before,” she said quietly. “He’s changed.” “Or maybe,” Chloe scoffed, crossing her arms, “he’s just being played. With her background? It wouldn’t be surprising.” Her lips curled into a cold smile. “I know exactly how to deal with someone like her.” Bea’s gaze lingered for a moment longer before she turned away. “Let’s go.” She walked ahead without waiting.