Descendants 4 Red And Chloe Novels & Stories

I managed to say, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. Before he could say more, a voice interrupted. “Well, well. Isn’t this a lovely sight?” I turned to see Chloe and Hailey approaching, both wearing matching smirks. Chloe’s dress was a deep red, clinging to her figure in a way that was meant to draw attention, while Hailey’s was a pale pink, giving her an air of innocence that was anything but genuine. “Oliver,” Chloe purred, stepping closer to him. “You look dashing as always. And Elena… you’re almost unrecognizable. I hardly recognized you without your usual… disheveled appearance.”

Chloe stopped and turned to look at him, her eyes filled with unshed tears. She tugged at her beautiful dress that was stained with red wine. Droplets still dripped onto the floor. "I didn't invite you to my birthday party to humiliate me, Daniel." It was obvious that Susan was behind it. Chloe was the youngest daughter of Ryan Summer, the Chairman of the Summer Corporation. She had three older brothers. She was showered with endless affection from the moment she was born. Chloe started acting at sixteen and, by twenty, she had already won major awards in the entertainment industry, thus becoming the most sought-after actress.

The elevator stopped and Chloe stepped off. She walked straight into the hallway as she reapplied her bright red lipstick. On her body was a long fully buttoned-up coat paired with high stilettos. Her pink hair was curled and left to flow freely down her shoulders. She returned the lipstick to her purse as two dance trainees walked past her and greeted her cheerfully, “Good day Senior Chloe.” “Good day.” She greeted back with a smile on her face. She was in a slightly good mood.

"This is my house. You're trespassing and attempting assault. That's illegal. I'm calling the police!" The first wave of people who'd rushed forward scrambled back, swearing. "Crazy bitch and her tricks. Someone get me a bat. I'll deal with her myself." Before anyone could move, my childhood friend Maverick Kirk burst out from the kitchen. "No police, and no fighting. This is a misunderstanding." He smiled as he tried to calm everyone down, then walked toward me with a pointed look. "Chloe, what are you doing here? Come in, come in. Perfect timing. You're just in time for our family dinner."

She held him a little tighter. "He looks like you," she told Lucien. "He looks like you." "Both of us, then." "Both of us," Lucien agreed, and smiled, and leaned down to kiss her once, gently, and then the baby between them. Chloe Thorne, who had once walked out of her old life with nothing but red lace and the decision to keep moving, held her fourth child in the early hours of a London morning and felt the full weight of how far she had come.

I laughed, “You know me so well. I may need to do that. Let’s finish watching this movie, then I will think about it.” That is when my phone rang. I answered on the first ring without even looking to see who is calling, “Hello?” To my relief, it was Luna Abby, “Hey Princess Chloe, I have Alpha Damien, Gideon Begay, his mate Willow Begay, his brother and second in command, Denali Begay, and his mate, Isla Begay.” I put the phone on speaker and said, “Hello everyone, I am Princess Chloe Bergeron from the Northern Dragon Kingdom, and I have my mate, Prince Aidinth Dash. We’re very happy to meet you all.”