Descendants 4 Red And Chloe Novels & Stories

he concise. “Just what the hell are you?” her distorted voice is filled with anger as she shouts. “Not what, who! For I am Chief Taruziva Chikanda and this is the last name you shall learn and be grateful, for you are the only one who has survived this long after hearing my name!” “So, you are a descendant of the man responsible for my death back then? I shall repay you with the same kindness that your ancestor showed me!” “Try you worst, demon!”

Even if other Fire volts try to open it but they are not descendants of the Jivosaa family, then they will fail. Seconds later after Aven activated the pin, the floor in front of him slid open in a two-by-two meter square. A descending staircase was visible from above, leading down to the dark underground. Aven carried Asura back on his back, gritting his teeth as the pain in his wound was like biting bone. The man then descended, while the secret door slowly closed again automatically.

There was no audio, but the high-definition visuals were more than enough to shatter whatever fragments of sanity Julian had left. The screen displayed the subterranean bio-waste division of Genesis Island. Through the sterile, unblinking eye of a security camera, Julian watched a woman struggling to drag a massive, chemically-stained disposal canister across a grated metal floor. She was gaunt, her hair chopped short and matted with sweat, her body swallowed by a heavy, drab hazmat suit. It took Julian a long, agonizing moment to recognize the hollowed-out, exhausted face of the woman he had sacrificed everything to save. It was Chloe.

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.”

But then years later, the phone call came from her father saying her sister was gone. "Forgive me for never visiting you, Chloe. I hope you find happiness wherever you are now that you couldn't find here," she whispered to the wind, watching as the casket was slowly lowered into the earth. A sudden, piercing wail dominated the cemetery. Cyan turned to see a young girl trembling with grief. If she wasn't mistaken, that was Chloe’s daughter—Zendaya. Standing beside the child was a tall, imposing man of undeniable stature—Zach, her sister's husband. He wore dark sunglasses, masking whatever expression his eyes might have held.

"She was always the weird one." "We don't need a liability." [Selection time has ended.] [Sanctuary assignments are complete.] [Player Groups:] [Main House: Liam, Chloe, Sarah, Marcus, Linda, and 7 others.] [Hunting Lodge: Unclaimed.] [Recording Studio: Ava.] Chloe glanced at the list, a smug smirk on her face. She flicked on the family channel's live stream, grinning into her phone's camera. "Oh, darlings!" her voice dripped with fake sweetness. "Looks like our little architect wants to go play in her dark little box!"

Adele's POV "Mom, is Raphael coming to see us today?" Chloe's voice floated into the dining room, bright and hopeful, as she padded in after changing out of her school uniform. Her blonde curls bounced with every step, moonlight pale even in daylight—a trait she'd inherited from something older and deeper in our bloodline. I rolled my eyes toward the ceiling, already knowing what was coming next. Both of my little wolves adored Raphael Dumas far too much for my peace of mind.

Until she arrived. The crowd parted near the entrance like a wave. Chloe Harrington swept in wearing a striking red gown that clung to her model-like body, her long platinum blonde hair cascading dramatically over one shoulder and her heavy perfume trailed her. Her cold light blue eyes scanned the room until they were locked on me. My stomach dropped. Darius was tensed beside me, his arm tightening protectively. “Priscilla Marlow,” Chloe purred loudly enough for nearby guests to turn, a fake smile plastered on her face. “Or should I still call you Mrs. Cross? How quaint to see you playing dress-up in Seattle.”

“That is exactly why you need this. You have been so different since you started working for my dad. You barely smile anymore. Come with me. We can dress up pretty and forget everything for one night.” Her eyes looked so hopeful. I felt heavy guilt inside my chest. She did not know her father was a monster. She did not know he might have killed my sister. She did not know I let him use my body almost every day. “Maybe,” I said. “I will think about it.” Chloe pulled out two beautiful dresses from the bags. One was deep red and tight. The other was black and shiny. “Try them on. You will look amazing.” I changed into the red dress. It hugged my body and showed my curves. Chloe clapped her hand

The enchantress announced before giving Alpha Romero a meaningful glance. The leader of the pack nodded while his wife, Calliope gently and assuringly squeezed on his arms before letting him walk away to present himself in the middle of the crowd. “With that being said, I, Alpha Romero Muller, leader of the Crescent Walkers announces my plans of carrying out my legacy towards my first born son, Morgan Muller.” Morgan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he heard the news straight from his father’s lips. He momentarily felt happiness surge into his heart before a thought hit him.