Chloe Baker Novels & Stories

But his attitude and expression made me indescribably pleased. I smiled at ease and moved to sit with Blake under the tree. The night breeze caressed my cheeks, and I was shrouded in Blake’s scent. I leaned against the trunk and looked up at the starry sky, feeling the pain ease up gradually. "My name’s Chloe Baker." I introduced myself before letting out a giggle. "Well, I suppose you already knew that. I really need to work on my opening, don’t I?" Blake nodded along without commenting on my blunder. He listened quietly as I retold my life experiences...

The words felt truer than anything I'd said in years. "Good," Chloe said, a real smile gracing her lips. "Because I've arranged everything. A gorgeous apartment, a new identity, and..." She winked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "The perfect job." "What job?" "Head Combat Instructor," she announced proudly. "At a private training facility for elite warriors I just acquired." I frowned. "Chloe, I'm not sure I'm capable of that..." "Trust me, darling," she cut me off, her voice holding the mystical confidence of a sorceress. "Your strength has been suffocated by those blind fools for far too long. It's time to unleash the real you."

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.

Savannah I jerk away so fast it’s as if Roman’s words have burned me, my hand tangling in my hair, tugging at it like the pain might ground me. “That’s not true!” My voice comes out too shrill, too fake. I try again, but softer, rehearsed, the way I’ve defended Chloe my whole life. “Chloe’s a yoga instructor. A ballet teacher. She gets flown to LA constantly because of the clients she trains, the gigs she books. Mom and Dad are proud of her because she chose a harder path, a less popular field, and still made a name for herself in it. She’s an upright individual. She’s… she’s a role model to many people.”

Braun's offer while she had the chance. "Hi, my name is Becka, and this is Grace. How may I help you?" The girl on the left asked as Grace smiled next to her. Chloe approached the counter. Becka had bleach blonde hair cut in an angular bob with diagonal bangs. Her light blue eyes were lined in charcoal, and she had bubblegum pink stained lips. "I've never been here but my name is Chloe Harris and I was given a gift from Mr. Anthony Braun," Chloe told Becka.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

"No Ryan. You never did." Chloe got out of the car. She was recording everything with her phone. "Mom... What is happening?" Elara looked at her daughter calmly. "For eight years you both thought I was a woman who couldn't cook steak." She stepped closer. "I am the founder and CEO of Hamilton Global."

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

Who was obsessed enough to create an entire club? Then, Maya's words flashed in my head. “Chloe’s been a big fan of Zane’s for years. Long before any of us knew he would be the Bachelor. So none of us were exactly shocked she’d go this far to get closer to him.” And I remembered Chloe bragging once in the common room about managing a massive online fan page for the team's star player. "The Sterling Sirens," I guessed wildly, praying to every god listening. "And the president is... Chloe Sinclair."

Chloe noticed but said nothing this time. A little later, Emma sat at the kitchen table staring at her phone while Chloe planned their next video. “You should do cupcakes next,” Chloe said. “Then maybe a cake.” Emma smiled. “You're already planning my whole career.” “Someone has to.” Ryan laughed from the other side of the room. “She's serious.” Emma looked at him. “Apparently.” Chloe put her phone down and looked at Emma. “You know what I think?” “What?” “You shouldn't just use these followers for the fake engagement stuff. You should use them for you.” Emma looked at her quietly. Chloe continued, “People might know you because you're with Ryan, but now they can get to know Emma the baker t