Chloe Baker Novels & Stories

Before the woman could leave after saving the landlord’s number that was posted on the door, Chloe grabbed her hand and let out a sudden introduction “Hello! I am Chloe. I’m twenty-five and I recently just got kicked out of my home. It might sound horrible but it’s actually not that bad. Anyway, this might sound strange but, no, uh...this will definitely sound strange but I want to be business partners with you. Can I invest in your business? I’m not a suspicious person or anything but like, I don’t know, I just felt like I could work with you on my non-existent business plan. So, uhh…” Chloe was a mess as she tried to express herself. She fumbled over her words and the auburn haired woman j

*[SFX: DOORBELL. THEN PANCAKES. THEN LAUGHTER.]* *11:32 AM. [SFX: DOORBELL. THEN CHLOE. THEN HOME.]* Doorbell. Not a knock. Doorbell. Chloe. Doorway. Jeans. _UCLA_ hoodie. Hair clean. Eyes clear. No IV. No hospital bracelet. _FEBRUARY_ doll in hand. “Hi,” Chloe said. To all of us. To 8. “I brought pancakes. Store-bought. Because I still can’t cook. But I can bring.”

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Now she sat at the head of a long glass table, the gold CL emblem gleaming proudly on the wall behind her. Executives and department heads lined the table, papers and tablets spread out before them. The hum of discussion quieted as Chloe entered. She was dressed sharply, silk blouse, tailored trousers, and a faint sweep of luxury perfume. No one in this room would guess she was entangled with vampires and witches. Here, she was simply Chloe, the founder and creative force of Chloe Luxe. “Good morning, everyone,” she said, sliding into her chair. Her voice carried, calm but commanding. “Let’s get started.”

“I didn’t.” The brunette stopped combing her hair and pondered about it. It’s impossible for Kieran to bring her to her bed. He went in before her. If neither Kieran nor Jucel brought her to her bed, then it must have her parents. Chloe stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror in front of her. General Dana Rein… Princess Elisa… The Knights of Shaula… Chloe’s gray with golden-streak eyes slowly widened. “Then it must have been real,” she blurted.

As she lifted her dress and walked onto the stage, she looked like an elegant walking flower that no one could keep their eyes off of. “Are the most senior officials in the grandex hotel this young and pretty?”. “She's also very capable as this event was planned by her”. Chloe looked around and bow slightly before she start with her speech.“Thank you all for taking your precious time to attend Grandex hotel's annual celebration. I'm the hotel's kitchen manager, Chloe Crowther, but I don't think many of you know me because I only joined the company recently, a little over three months ago. However, I hope that from now on, I will be fortunate enough to cooperate with all the presidents, “It's

I sat beside her then the host speaker continues his words. “At this juncture, gentleman and ladies, let’s hear some inspirational words from the only women who set the bar too high to be reach by a normal individual with her average mark of 1.00% for 4 years in a row. This girl’s known to be tough, brave, wise and freaking gorgeous, she’s known as the Genius Queen and a campus superstar, everybody rain a cheer for this year’s class Valedictorian, Khloe Maureen Neufeld!” Introduced by the host. I calmly rose to my feet and walked slowly to the stage like a runway model.

“You were in charge of the event tonight, weren’t you?” Chloe nodded. "I just wanted to say how amazing the desserts were tonight. Could I maybe get the content information of the baker? I’d love to hire them for an event I’m hosting next month.” Chloe and I exchanged a glance, and I could see the pride in her eyes. “Actually,” she said, gesturing to me, “this is the baker. Rissa is exceptional at what she does.” What I did? I hadn't even done any serious baking in months! Trust Chloe to exaggerate everything.

The chief commentator’s raw, ecstatic voice continuously boomed across the colossal stadium PA system: "My God! The spatial metrics are still collapsing! Let's not forget the data profiles here, folks—she is actively hunting the undisputed monarch of the circuit, First Dawn, alongside the multi-time champion superstar Kingsley! "Chloe Bishop! The peerless First Socialite of Sea City, Chloe Bishop! The sovereign President of the multi-million dollar Bishop Group, Chloe Bishop! It’s the absolute final lap of the bracket—unleash every single fraction of your remaining capability, and allow our collective souls to witness the literal birth of a miracle!"

He smiled at her and her heart skipped a beat. "Why?" she asked. "I mean, thank you, but you barely know me. Why are you helping me?" The cards shook slightly as she organized them a little bit more. "We should fix that- the barely knowing part, I mean," Jackson said, avoiding her question. After the dreams I've been having, I feel like I know you pretty well, Chloe thought, but she kept that to herself. After all, they were just dreams. Chloe set her cards face-down on the floor and held out her right hand. "Hi. My name's Chloe Madison. I am twenty-three years old, single, and I like sweet wine and long walks on the beach."