Chloe Frazer Uncharted 4 Novels & Stories

As the realization of her destiny sank in, a determination blossomed within her. "I want to understand," Chloe declared, her voice steady. "I want to embrace this legacy and face whatever challenges come my way." Agatha nodded, a sense of pride and sorrow in her eyes. "You have a rare strength, Chloe. But there's more you need to know." As Agatha delved into the intricacies of their family's history, Chloe learned of a secret society that had guarded the balance for centuries. The revelations unfolded like chapters in a forbidden book, each page turning to unveil the depths of Chloe's extraordinary lineage.

Zeidan wanted to hold her but Lyne held him back as Wikh stepped past him and grasped Luana's elbow. "I've got this." The tall man said to Zeidan before turning towards her room. "You're welcome, Princess Lyne." A rich warm female voice called and looking back, Lyne saw a woman dressed in a fighting gear, probably in her mid-thirties. "Yes, Lyne. Meet Chloe. One of our best fighters and best female archer in Vampire city." Zeidan introduced as Chloe extended a hand which she took to shake. "Hi, Chloe." She smiled wryly at the woman whose eyes looked like they could see through her. There was this warmth about her that could make anyone trust her at first glance.

Mira said. “Sorry to disappoint,” I muttered, earning a giggle from Chloe behind me. And then there was the fourth girl. She was still watching the assignment board, her long white hair braided over one shoulder. She hadn’t said a word. “She’s from the Southern Plains,” Chloe whispered quietly beside me. “The Southern Alpha’s faction.” Of course. The Southern girl. The one who probably thought I was trespassing in her territory and stole her man. As if sensing our attention, she turned her head slowly…

But as she opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise. Standing there with a wide grin plastered across her face, wearing oversized sunglasses that she had obviously been wearing just to make a dramatic entrance, was none other than Chloe Sinclair—her best friend, the infamous international model, and a woman who lived for drama. Chloe had just returned from a long stint overseas and had dropped by without any warning.

“Zara Frost! This is the Seattle Police Department! Open the gates! We have a warrant to search the premises for a kidnapped individual!” Zara and Ethan moved to the window, pulling the curtain back slightly. Standing in the rain behind a line of police cruisers was Chloe, holding a massive umbrella and a handkerchief, crying hysterically for the cameras of the two news vans that had conveniently arrived at the exact time.

one whispered. The man stepped toward Chloe, his presence filling the small room with an alpha's crushing weight. He looked at her with an amused, lethal curiosity. "Tell me, little bird... what should I do with a witness like you?" Chloe smashed a glass vial against the floor, and a thick, pungent smoke filled the cabin. By the time the air cleared, the window was shattered and Chloe was gone, vanished into the snowy Appalachian night. "Sir, did she jump?" his lieutenant asked, stunned. "Is she a Shifter?"

“Chloe, what really happened yesterday? No more dodging. No more vague answers. Just tell me the truth.” Chloe felt her chest tighten. She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly aware of how small she looked under Zoe’s steady gaze. “It’s… It’s not just Valerius,” she murmured. Zoe blinked. “What do you mean not just Valerius?” Chloe hesitated, her throat dry. She could lie, smooth things over but Zoe’s eyes burned into her like she wouldn’t accept anything less than raw honesty. So Chloe exhaled shakily. “I went to see someone. Someone from my past. His name is Noah.”

** Bonus Chapters!! Happy Holidays!! Thank you for your support! (^v^) ** Chloe was at the top of the empire state building. The wind was cold and biting, as she looked in the people finder. She moved it around until she saw what looked like three dead faceless bodies. She blinked, and the viewfinder turned off, turning a dark red color. She looked around and saw Mrs. Davis, but she looked like the before pictures and was pointing down at something.

“No.” Although she was unconvinced, she forced herself to straighten slightly, pulling her arm gently from Chloe’s grip as she tried to regain some composure. “I’m okay,” she said again, more firmly this time. Chloe studied her for a moment longer then sighed. “Okay,” she said, though it was clear she didn’t fully believe it. Then she turned slightly, gesturing toward Nathan. “Oh—right,” she said. “You two haven’t met properly.” Zara blinked, her mind taking a second to catch up. "Don't tell me he is Mr mysterious", she said looking at Nathan.

She left her hair falling to her back then wore a black shade, and took her purse. “ let's see if you won't come back crawling to me for help when evil before you Fredrick Paul and as for Cassandra Justine even though jack doesn't want any harm come to you I will still make you shed some tears for coming between Fred and i” Chloe said looking at her image on her mirror “ it's time to show some skill of wickedness mixed with revenge to torture in order to get what I want “ Chloe said with so much excitement before walking out of her room