Chloe Lukasiak Book Novels & Stories

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

All disputes resolved without permanent damage. During the break, movement catches my attention. An Alpha approaches. Female. Maybe thirty. Athletic build. Dark hair pulled into a severe bun. Eyes sharp with intelligence and something else. Calculation. Alpha Kiera. Western territories. I remember her from yesterday's introductions. Young for an Alpha. Took her pack through challenge five years ago. Reputation for being progressive but ruthless. She stops directly in front of me. Ignores Liam completely. "Luna," she says. Voice carrying across the hall. "I would challenge you."

We are expecting a visitor, Damon announced to Darius and Amara, who was seated at the dining table with him. Darius lifted his gaze, curiosity flickering in his eyes. But Amara kept hers fixed on the plate of salad in front of her. She hadn’t dared look at Damon since he’d shattered her heart with his words the day before. No matter how much she told herself to let him go, like she did five years ago, she still found it difficult. Her name is Celine. She is from the Crimson Pack, daughter of Beta Leo, Damon announced, and Amara swallowed hard.

Chloe paused her fumbling in the kitchen and kept reading. "Thanks." She mumbled, she turned a page as she sat down and picked up a strawberry, effectively popping it in her mouth. She had finished eating and was in the armchair again when she finished reading the book. She closed the book and sighed then got up and placed it back on the shelf and walked into the next room for a bottle of water. "How was it?" Kyle asked without looking up. He had paint on his left hand and was making handprints on several different pieces of paper and seemed very focused.

And for the first time— Sofia let herself lean into him completely. Because love wasn’t just about promises. It was about proving you could stay. And Aaron was proving that— Every day. Chloe sat in a dimly lit bar in Monaco, her face hidden beneath a designer scarf and oversized sunglasses. The headlines were relentless. “Chloe Kingston: Arrest Warrant Issued for Fraud.” Her life was falling apart. But not for long. Because as she sipped her wine, her lips curled into a dangerous smirk. A burner phone vibrated on the table.

Chloe gasped like I had just insulted her entire bloodline. “This,” she said, placing her hand dramatically over it, “is your salvation.” Sky perked up instantly. Oh, I like where this is going. “I don’t trust anything that sparkly,” I muttered. “You don’t have to trust it,” Chloe shot back. “You just have to follow it.” She pushed the notebook toward me. I hesitated. Then slowly opened it. And immediately regretted my life choices. Chloe’s Seduction Rulebook (A Highly Effective Guide to Making an Alpha Obsessed With You)

Not the woman caught in the middle of a decades-old conspiracy. Just Chloe. A woman browsing books on a peaceful afternoon. Meanwhile, Hilda had disappeared toward another section after spotting a collection of romance novels, claiming she needed "something to heal her damaged soul after living with paranoid billionaires." Chloe had laughed so hard she nearly dropped the book in her hand. Now she stood alone near a shelf filled with business and self-development titles, absentmindedly running her fingers across the spines. The familiar scent of paper and ink brought back memories she hadn't thought about in years.

I stood stilled, shocked and speechless. "Does he know iam a maid here?Does he know Mr&Mrs Raphael? My head suddenly became heavy as fear gripped me, fear of being caught as a maid daughter. He broke the silence, "Kelsi?What are you doing here?" He asked, his eyes traveled from my face to my hand which was visibly shaking the book I was holding. "Uhm...say something! Say something!" I begged my brain. "Oh Hello Lexy, I uhm...... I came on a visit it's getting late already, I need to get going" I laughed nervously.

Chloe's Pov Chloe never thought her morning coffee would taste sweeter after plotting someone’s ruin. But it did. The bitterness of the beans mixed with the thrill in her chest, and she almost laughed when the cream swirled into a perfect spiral. The city outside her apartment window buzzed with its usual gray noise, the horns, distant sirens, people dragging themselves to work. But Chloe wasn’t one of them. She had bigger work to do. She set the cup down carefully, smoothing the silk robe over her thighs, and whispered to herself, “Almost over, Naya.”

Chloe’s POV A second passed by. Two. And then I burst into laughter. “Oh goddess,” I said, wiping the tears that had slid down my face. “Is that why everyone was acting so weird? They do not want to be associated with a social climber?” Lillian frowned, clearly not expecting my reaction. “Who wants to be associated with someone as filthy as you? Do you even understand the first thing about being a Luna—” “And you claim to?” I retorted, my smile vanished from my face. “A Luna who does not understand the etiquette she ought to reserve for packs more superior to hers.”