Novel & Cerita Chloe Miraculous Movie

Blood smeared down her thighs, sticky and hot but her fingers didn’t stop. She was close. So close. Until… “Chloe.” Her eyes snapped open. Standing in front of her was her mother. But not the paralyzed woman lying in a bed back home. No, this version stood tall. Strong. Unaided. Her thin gown billowed gently in the breeze that didn’t exist. “Mom?” Chloe whispered, frozen mid-touch. “You’re walking?” Her mother’s face was unreadable. “Stop what you’re doing,” she said. Chloe backed away, stunned. “What? No! You can’t just barge in on me like this, I’m 22, I deserve—”

Mila had her face covered with a scarf and was wearing gloves and socks to ensure no glint of her skin was visible. "Verrucas," Mila muttered under her breath, and suddenly, warts appeared all over Chloe's skin. She started howling in pain, and it drew the attention of everyone around. Chloe started rushing downstairs, towards Arthur. A growl escaped Mila's mouth and she muttered, "Somnum" and Chloe fell unconscious instantly. She was on the fifth step from the bottom and she toppled down the remaining steps. Mila peaked from her hiding place, Arthur and all of his command were rushing towards Chloe, whose entire body was slowly getting covered in warts.

and then I saw her. Chloe stood at the center of it all, her back to me, barking orders to her remaining loyalists as they tried to hold the line against Captain Wells’ soldiers. Her hair was matted with sweat, her clothes streaked with ash and blood, but she was still standing tall, defiant, as if the chaos around her couldn’t touch her. “Chloe!” I shouted, my voice hoarse. She turned, her eyes widening slightly when she saw me, but then her expression hardened. "Maya," she said, her voice cold and sharp. "You shouldn’t be here."

Chloe felt disappointed and deliberately pushed the door open to grab the bottle. "Thank you," she said, looking up at Joseph, who was now only a foot away. Her soaked hair flowed down her shoulders, and her skin glistened with a subtle sheen. Her makeup-free face appeared pristine and innocent, akin to a white lily. Her eyes sparkled like polished jewels. As Joseph lowered his gaze, Chloe accidentally dropped the towel. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and Joseph's pupils dilated as he felt a rush of warmth surge through his body.

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Julian, overwhelmed by her spiraling outburst, had already started backing away. Chloe saw his fear and the way he recoiled. Her expression twisted into something almost gleeful. “Go on, all of you! Get lost!” she shrieked. “I’m Chloe Clarke! I’m the real winner! I’m the goddess—I beat Evelyn White! Hahahaha!” Then I stepped up. Right in front of me was a ledge, barely half a meter high, just wide enough to fit one foot. Dolly screamed behind me, lunging to grab me, but I had already stepped beyond her reach.

Twenty minutes later, the air in the Sun Chamber turned frigid. A swarm of black bats flooded in through the window, coalescing into a human form in the center of the room. Chloe appeared. When she saw the state I was in, a furious fire lit her amber eyes. "Gods, Mora!" Scarlett, startled by the sudden entrance, quickly regained her composure. "You're the one with the money?" She sized Chloe up. "You were quick."

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

She looked frantic. "Chloe?" I said. My voice sounded so strange. "What did you do to me?!" she screamed, lunging toward me. I stepped back into the corridor. "You weirdo! Is this some Japanese magic? Fix it! WHAT DID YOU DO!" Chloe kept yelling. I caught a glimpse of us in the grand hallway mirror. A short, messy girl in a hoodie screaming at a beautiful, composed blonde in a blue pyjamas. I took her upstairs. "Chloe, calm down," I said, my hands steady. I reached out to touch her arm, but she flinched. "I’m just as shocked as you are.