Chloe From Dance Moms Sister Novels & Stories

I tried to explain. “Working? You call drinking with men ‘work’?” My father slammed his hand on the table as he shot to his feet. “Do you have any idea how upset Daffie is today? She posted something really important on Instagram, and you, her own sister, couldn’t even hit the ‘like’ button? Are you jealous of her?” Daphne looked up at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Sis, I know you’re busy. But I was honestly so happy about getting the apartment today. I just wanted to share that with my family. Do you... not approve of me buying a place of my own?”

I could see that whatever she was about to say weighed as heavily on her as my curiosity was. Suddenly, a smile slowly parted her lips as she shifted her gaze to me, “There’s something I’ve never told anyone about me. My real name is Chloe Dematrov Linguini. David Linguini is my father. I’m your sister, Anna.” I was frozen in shock. Chloe’s words took me by surprise. ‘My sister?’ The words replayed in my mind, casting the same amount of shock and disbelief as the moment she uttered them. “No. No, you can’t be. My father didn’t have any other siblings.” I remarked, still in disbelief.

Nicholas, Andrew and Chloe made their way to the cave, Chloe was standing in the middle, proud of her two brothers. Arrived at the party, the boys grabbed themselves some beer and went dancing with two gorgeous girls they knew. Chloe was so surprised that they have already ditched her like that. She didn't know what to do so she just hid in one dark corner of the cave. "What am I going to do? My brothers left me all alone, just to dance with some stupid girls! They were supossed to take care of me..." Chloe thought outloud. Right after that, a tall, brunette girl, about twenty-five years old, approached Chloe.

"Don't bother. I only have two conditions. I'll marry him as long as you agree to those terms." The joy on his face vanished at once. He sat back down, wariness creeping into his eyes. "What do you want? If you're thinking of hurting your sister, I suggest you drop it now. Don't make me angry." "My real sister died a long time ago. Have you forgotten?" I smiled at him, frost cutting through my gaze. "You were the one who personally ordered her grave to be relocated." Chloe Shelton was the daughter of my father's first love.

What do you mean enjoying, Chloe says storming after Chase, Chase stop right there I am talking to you. She held chest, by the shirt and due to the struggling, a book fell out of his pocket and Chase angrily pushed Chloe. What's your problem? You keep acting clueless when you were in, in all this. What’s that in your hands Chloe questioned? But my brother Chase decided not to reply to her question and shut her up completely. “Please if you're confused go meet father and leave me alone, I have a sister who's hurt and he runs up the stairs.” But aren’t I also your si.. sister? Chloe whispered out

she echoed, her tone disbelieving as she looked me up and down. "Yes," Xander confirmed, his voice firm. "Helen, this is my younger sister, Alexa," he gestured to the woman with the striking resemblance to him. "And this is Chloe," he indicated the auburn-haired woman, "a close friend of mine." I noticed Chloe’s expression shift, her smile faltering for just a moment before she masked it. Disappointment flashed in her eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of unease. She quickly regained her composure, but the brief flicker of emotion didn’t escape my notice.

Chloe. Oh my God. My head snapped in her direction. She was chatting away with her mother-in-law about an expensive bracelet Dean got for her that suddenly went missing after her last yoga training class ended. And how she suspects her students stole it. I turned back to Dean. My tone was crisp. “Did you tell my sister about this?” “Who, Chloe? Not yet.” “Good.” I leaned in just slightly. “And it should stay that way.” He smirked. “What? You scared she’s gonna find out?”

Her cheeks coiled into a smile and I draped my hands on her waist, "may we dance together?" She nodded in reply. ..... Chloe's POV Feeling bored, I have been staring at the clock observing as the hand keeps moving. I have been laying on the bed expecting Xavier walking through the doors stepping into the room. It just hit 10:56. Isn't that really late in the hour of the night? Where is he? I pondered. I shut my eyes and I tried to sleep but I couldn't wondering when Xavier's gonna get home. Xavier's POV

"There's no need. Go and talk to Howard. I'll do it myself." Chloe shook her head, "I'm not going..." "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Isn't it obvious? Chloe kept her head down and pretended not to care. She just asked casually, "Sister, what's the relationship between him and that woman?" "Didn't Howard explained? She was the child of his adoptive father, so she can be regarded as his sister..." Chloe, "..." "What's wrong?" Chloe shook her head and pretended everything was fine. "Nothing, it's good... Ah..."

Chloe could bet she was with her cheeks burning red in embarrassment. "Mom, this is Chloe, my future wife." He sighed. "Chloe, this is the best mother in the world, Elena." Both women were staring at each other as they were analyzing each other's reactions. "Oh, come on! Give me a hug darling!" Elena pulled Chloe into a hug. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" "Thank you. It's my pleasure for sure!" Chloe replied. "Ok mom, let her go." Evan intervened. "Chloe, this is my dad, Richard. And my sister Emma, mother of the boys."