Beca X Chloe Novels & Stories

I felt like I had found a kindred spirit in Chantelle, someone who understood me and accepted me for who I was. Chantelle and Delcan became close and they were always trying new things. One night when they were back from shopping. Chantelle went inside the shower to have her bath. She stayed there for a long time relaxing. When she came out of the bathroom, she was totally naked and she realized she forgot to get towel. She bent over to the bed to take the towel to wipe her wet body. She was was busy drying herself but she did not notice Delcan presence in the room. She felt someone was giving hot gaze on her naked body. She turned around to see Delcan was standing right behind her.

Chloe is 19 and very gorgeous, as in the Miss America peagent type. "Hey mom, have you seen my black pumps?" Chloe asked as she entered the kitchen. she was in a high waisted skirt and crop top sweatshirt that hung half way off the shoulders. She looked at me and face palmed. "Staz your not really gonna wear that are you?" She questioned.

She leaned forward slightly, deliberately revealing her cleavage to Bryce. With a smile, she said, "Hello, Mr. Gabelman. My name is Chloe Dalton. I'm the female protagonist on set. I used to endorse the property under your company." She extended a hand toward Bryce for a handshake. "It was a pleasure to meet you here." Bryce eyed her hand and left it hanging. He asked indifferently, "Is there something you need from me?" Chloe awkwardly retracted her hand to twirl her long curls. She then smiled coyly and said, "Oh, no. I just heard you were here, so I came to say hello, Mr. Gabelman."

Thanks dad. Chloe’s dress was impossible to ignore, crimson red, low-cut back, her hair pinned up but a few strands loose, framing her face. Brian forced himself to look away, though it took effort. The gym looked deserted, but a massive vampire swung the door open for them. Behind the curtains, a hidden hallway buzzed with chatter. Fighters stood by the doors, some inside, waiting their turn. Chloe moved past them, her eyes locking with Hunter’s. He grinned, and she couldn’t help but smile back.

Chloe shouted and stomped her feet on the ground. "Hahaha" Beam's laughter and Chloe's shout vibrated in the whole place. "It's not funny" Chloe pouted and sulked more. "I'm just joking, come on let's swim" Beam dragged Chloe in a not so big boulder to put their things and prepare for their swim. Beam is only in his boxer shorts while Chloe is in his brassiere and shorts. They are like kids when they run towards the water and splash water at each other. Their laughter echoes, disturbing the silence of the forest but they don't care, they are both having fun.

Priya said softly, “than your own soul.” The doorbell rang. Elena flinched like she’d been struck. She scrambled to her feet, pulling a long, oversized cardigan over her tank top, tugging the sleeves down until they brushed her knuckles. Her pulse roared in her ears as she moved toward the door, every step feeling like a countdown. She opened it. Chloe burst inside like sunlight. “Hey, bestie!” she chirped, already halfway through the doorway, balancing two massive lattes and a paper bag that smelled faintly of pastries. She wore a cream-colored designer tracksuit and oversized sunglasses pushed into her hair, her energy bright and effortless.

I snatched the deed from their hands. When I saw the name on it, my eyes widened with shock. "How is this possible? Why is Maverick's name on it?" "Why wouldn't it be?" Bianca crossed her arms, sneering. "Chloe, you already gave him the apartment to pay off your debt. Now you're shamelessly refusing to accept that the deed was transferred. But that's just like you. You never know when to shut up." Her words drew roaring laughter from the crowd.

Her eyes darted from Lisa’s face to the floor as though caught doing something wrong. “Chloe?” Lisa called softly, trying not to alarm her. “What are you doing here?” The girl’s hands trembled. She shifted the mop nervously and stammered, “I… I… I want to… to speak with madam.” Lisa frowned but stepped aside, gesturing for her to enter. “Come in,” she said gently, closing the door behind her. Chloe, barely twenty, looked like a child caught between guilt and fear. She walked straight to where Bella was seated on the edge of the bed. Without a word, she dropped to her knees, her eyes filling with tears.

B I A N C A I wore a casual pair of jeans and a silk blouse. I was trying to look like a normal person today. Chloe was already at the cafe when I arrived, a cup of coffee in front of her. She looked up as I approached, a huge smile on her face. "Well, well, well," she said, her eyes twinkling. "If it isn't the queen of Hart Industries. Or should I say, the queen of Damian Moretti's heart?"

Chapter Three Aphrodite "There they are!" Phoebe exclaimed as we walked towards Bianca and Khloe, who were sitting on the bar stools, sipping their drinks and flirting with some guys. "Hey, Phoebe. You looked great and sexy," Khloe whispered the last part with a smirk. The redhead was dressed in a black net gown that reached up to her hips and completely exposed her cleavage. “Why, thank you!” Phoebe responded in a fake British accent.