Chloe Lukasiak Book Novels & Stories

“Oh, I’ve heard all about that. But I think you have outgrown that stage. That’s why I said you’re not as bitchy as I thought. That doesn’t mean you aren’t a bitch. It just means you didn’t meet my expectations.” “Oh, really?” Laila exclaimed, becoming a little more invested in the conversation. “Yeah. In Fact I came across your secret social media handle…” The shock of the revelation was evident in her eyes but Chloe continued, “You definitely didn’t take up such a ridiculous case as your first just because you were content with it. It’s because you wanted your mom to notice you.” “Are you Elle Wood on ChatRoom ?” Laila asked curiously and the smile on Chloe’s lip gave it away.

Something's really blooming, he thought to himself before he grinned. Chloe sat at the chair in front of many books she chose and let out a deep breath. The heat from her face was already gone but Jared's words still rang through her ears. The brunette quickly shook her head to keep out any unnecessary thoughts at the moment and focused on the large book she was holding. She ran her fingers across the name. The cover was mystical and she could feel the power that radiates from it. Master Hunn sure loved History. "The Magical History," she recited in a gentle voice. Chloe opened the book and her eyes widened.

Feeling Damon's hostile gaze, Liam pushed on. "Chloe is the jewel of the Miller family. She can be a bit eccentric, but she's a genius from Yale Law, graduated with highest honors!" Chloe propped her chin on her hands, leaning across the conference table and batting her eyelashes at him. "Mr. Blackwood, I've looked at your case. It's super simple!" "The other side's energy field is very dark, but I'll defeat them with love and light and make them feel the judgment of the universe!"

He replied, and she shook her head. "I loved Luke with all my heart. From the moment I saw him. I loved you too. I hid my feelings, but I loved both of you dearly. You do not know how much I love you, Aesop, and you might never know. As for Luke, you gave me no chance. Having to compete with him and his mother for your heart was unfair. It wrecked me to my soul. There was no way I could beat a ghost, Aesop, so it got to me, and I took it out on Luke. You called her name in your sleep. When you made love to me, I knew you were thinking of her. Sometimes you still call her name, and you expect me to be okay with that? Chloe was a rich, sophisticated, educated Alpha from Eastwood, while I am ju

Then she took the hand of a little girl, around seven years old with dark brown hair and adorable grey eyes. Abby smiled, “Luna Zariah, Alpha Isaac, this is Chloe. She is our very popular decorator.” I smiled, “Hello, Chloe. We appreciate you coming down on such short notice.” Chloe giggled, “You’re very welcome, Luna. I need to practice more, so this gives me a chance for that. Would you like to see the drawing?” I nodded, “I would love that.”

“Hey, that’s cheating. You said we were only picking three books, but you’ve got four.” She grinned. “I just couldn’t resist this one. I’m definitely checking it out.” I shrugged, not wanting to argue. Chloe had always been a bookworm, even before I knew how to read. We headed to the counter and placed our books down. Chloe glanced at mine and then back at me. She knew I never typically picked up books written by men, especially ones about love. She always said men didn’t understand love the way women do, that they weren’t made to feel as deeply.

Episode 13 Chloe pov continues… I was sweating while arranging the dusted books in the container given to us when I come across a book, I dusted the title off, it seems like a diary or some journal, and that reminds me it's been long I have opened up my journal, I opened it and the first page I read is "Rachel Gerard, do not open unless you are Rachel Gerard" I smiled and put it back not after doing a speed glance at the write up in it, I'm so inquisitive? Yeah!.

Now, it felt like someone had dug their claws into my chest just to wrench my heart for the fun of it. “Where are you headed after this?” Chloe asked as we walked out of class. She had a new book today, the third in the recent series she’d been reading. She’d told me to read it at least a dozen times by now, and I was beginning to consider it for some light reading material after the trial, because my head was pounding from all the medical textbooks I’d had my nose stuck in lately. I checked my phone again. No new texts. The last one I’d sent still just said delivered, not read.