Chloe Fairly Odd Novels & Stories

Lena shrugged. "I mean, we haven't really been talking lately, but he's the only person that calls me princess." Chloe stared at her. Then she burst out laughing. Lena frowned. "Hello?" She pointed at herself. "Did I say something funny?" "No." Chloe struggled to breathe. "It's not that." She wiped tears from her eyes. "It's just weird." Lena squints her eyes. "Weird?" "Yeah." Chloe grinned mischievously. "He calls you princess and then what?"

Then, she continued, "Chloe has a good taste when it comes to fashion compared to her. She is from a respectable and wealthy family, too, and she is beautiful as well. But as for this one–she looks like someone you picked up from the streets. I'm pretty sure that's were you picked her from because, she is smelly. Ew, she is so disgusting." As she pushed out those words, she held her nose while she frowned. It was as if she could really perceive a bad smell coming from her.

It was as clear as crystal and I knew I'd get another mate sooner or later but all my childhood expectations just went down the drain. I never thought I'd end up getting tangled with something like this. How could stormy grey eyes of all people be my fated mate? "Cheer up, Chloe, you'll meet your prince charming soon and he'll completely sweep you off your feet." Figures. But he wasn't going to be my fated mate. "Have you..." I trailed off to gather my wits, "Have you seen him since the run?" "Who?" She asked me, her eyes narrowing in that typical Amelia way, "Tyler? No, I've not. He went home immediately after the run and he's still not back."

I first stared them before I spoke. "Good morning everyone, I'm Chloe Scarlet Orianna, 24 years old. I'm new here so I'll be looking forward to work with you guys" I confidently introduce myself but no one seemed interested and yet they even look furious. Kiefer walk closer to me and gave them a death glare and suddenly the whole class stand and bowed their heads.

Chloe's POV I made sure to prepare everything I need for the party last night before going to bed to make time for my annual Halloween tradition. I sat on the bed with the laptop on my lap, a box of Kleenex beside me to use to wipe away my tears as I watch the moment where the female character; Allie, remembers her husband; Noah. This was how Andy saw me when she came in my room. "Chloe." She sang my name. Her expression changed when she saw the state that I'm in. "What's wrong?"

Real. After a few minutes, the door creaked open again. I looked up. And forgot how to breathe. Chloe stood there, the lavender fabric floating around her like it had been made just for her. Her curls framed her face, and her cheeks were flushed with something close to embarrassment. “I, um... I can’t reach the zipper,” she whispered, turning slightly to show me the half-zipped back. A small gasp escaped from my lips. Her body was hard to resist. Super smooth and beautiful. "Can you help me zip it up?"

Chloe agreed, her face resuming the fierce look it had earlier. Chloe is a dark chocolate-skinned girl with a nose pointing towards heaven. Her eyes, which she was blessed with, are tiny with deep blue orbs that always glittered in the light. She had dark curls that stopped above her bosom and beautiful straight legs that drew men's attention to her. She had taken after her mother in looks, but in color, she was the exact copy of her grandmother. Her IQ wasn't too great, so she always had to depend on her little sister to understand things.

Dante replied, "You barely stopped to breath just kept on ranting about stuff." "Because it's important!" She exclaimed. "Calm down baby, you're doing it again." She took a deep breath and rested her head on his shoulders. "I'm so sorry, my hormones are running wild." "Let me handle this ok." She nodded before going back to join the rest of the group. Chloe was trying out a new Christmas cap. "How does this look on me, mom?" She asked twirling around. Chloe chuckled. "Aside from looking goofy, you look cute."

"You know that you look ridiculous, right?" Chloe said as she walked beside me across the quad. I glared over at her from under my sunglasses as she tucked her hair behind her ear. My eyes rolled over her outfit, and I internally grumbled at her long sleeve blue top, standard carpi pants, and white vans. If she had listened to me when we were getting dressed, I wouldn't look so ridiculous. My hair was tucked under my black hoodie, and I wore the same dark pair of skinny jeans that I did at the party.

Chloe's POV Today had been an information overload. I still wasn't sure if it was all real or not. I was a Princess of the Ocean, next in line to be the Queen. I sighed as I threw another piece of popcorn into my mouth. I was sat on our bed in our suite watching some crap on TV. I couldn't even tell you what was going on in the programme as I couldn't concentraite.