Descendants 4 Red And Chloe Novels & Stories

It's giving me a headache. The_real_prince_charming Do you guys have a designated driver? Chloe_awesome_scott Design...what? The_real_prince_charming Driver? Is Chloe dropping you all? Chloe_awesome_scott Lololololololol. She can't drive to save her lifeeeeeee. The_real_prince_charming Frick. Where are you at? Chloe_awesome_scott Music land. Drink land. Color land. Ewwwie boys. Bishy girls. No funnn :(

Chloe demanded, her voice cutting through the heavy air as she rapidly descended the stairs. The moment her mother caught sight of Chloe’s silhouette, her emotional control completely disintegrated. She lunged forward, throwing her arms around Chloe’s frame as a wave of raw, hysterical weeping tore from her throat. "Chloe... oh god, Chloe... someone just tried to take your father's life...!"

Jade angrily grabbed her hand to take a seat. Lucas nodded his head as he knows, Jade is trying to be protective. He joined them and took a seat beside Jade. Just then, Chloe peeped from a corner, watching the both of them. She was wearing a red minigown and her hot, rose-red lipstick to fit. Lucas was about to order champagne as they heard her voice. "Jadee, my dear." Chloe placed her hands on Jade's chair, romantically. A sudden thrill ran through Sapphire. She wasn't expecting that.

I asked, already knowing the answer would be very dramatic. Chloe Rivers, my best friend since forever is a 5'7 petite redhead. She's almost two years older than me just like my siblings Ryder and Reena. She has big brown eyes that take most of her small round face, a cute button nose and perfectly rounded rosy lips. She's the most bubbly person I've ever met and she's an only child to the Gamma of my pack, The Raven Claw Pack. "Reena and her crew were totally dissing Emily's outfit in the cafeteria," Chloe said, barely containing her giggles. "I mean, who does that? And then, Rachel joined in, and it was like a competition to see who could be the most brutal."

A slow, deliberate smile curved her lips. It wasn’t pretty. It was inherited. “Fine,” she said lightly. She stepped down the last stair until she stood directly in front of them both. “But remember something, Dad.” Her gaze locked onto Julian’s. “I’m a Vance too.” Julian’s jaw tightened, just barely. Chloe leaned closer, her voice soft almost affectionate. “And I learned from the best.” Elena felt Julian’s hand tense against her back. “You think you’ve won?” Chloe continued. “You’ve just started a war inside your own house.”

Every face turned toward Liam. He quickly searched through one of his ancient books. His expression changed instantly. "Oh no..." "What is it?" Rowan asked. Liam looked directly at Chloe. "She isn't an ordinary werewolf." He swallowed hard. "She's descended from the Blood Moon Clan." Magnus frowned. "I thought that bloodline disappeared centuries ago." "So did everyone else," Liam replied. "But if Chloe carries that blood..." "She is the last living heir." Chloe suddenly screamed. The dark mist exploded from her body before retreating again.

A visceral image flashed in her mind: a predator, fangs bared, and throat-tearing violence hidden behind a heavy mahogany door. Chloe shivered as the rhythmic clack-clack of the train tracks grounded her back in reality. She cracked the cabin door open, catching the low voices of the crew over the roar of the wind. "The Vance dynasty and the Sterling Corporation... who would have thought?" one steward muttered. "If the Vance ancestors knew they were mixing blood with beasts, they'd be clawing their way out of their graves," another spat back. "But the Sterlings are a different breed of animal. Rumor is, the eldest heir—the one Chloe is supposed to marry—is a total invalid. One foot in the gr

Meanwhile Chloe had retreated to her office with Stephanie and the principal; “I am going to kill that bitch Sara. Does she think she can get away with this?” Chloe was pacing back and forth the office’ “There is no need to worry about her now, we need to think of a way to contain the situation before people starts digging into your past” Stephanie was making a lot of sense. If people dig into this they will find out that she is a descendant of the legendary Vanpetts. The principal was so confused, so that 16 year old was her boss? That little girl has more money than she can ever dream of. This is all too crazy for her.

Chloe had always brooded over this fact, and felt that Dorothy had snatched her boyfriend away from her. She wanted revenge! Just as she was about to lead the way, a cold, chilling voice rang out. “Chloe Marionette, I spared your life. But, you insist on digging your own grave, then you have no one else to blame but yourself.” “Who’s there?” Patriarch Coleman shouted, unable to identify where the voice was coming from. “It’s Alex Rockefeller. It’s Alex Rockefeller, I can recognize that voice.” Immediately after, a figure fell from the sky.

Julian was throwing his multi-million-dollar engagement party in Devon Vance’s backyard, completely oblivious to whose ground he was standing on. Chloe, desperate to salvage the situation and completely blind to the danger radiating from the billionaire, stepped forward. She smoothed down her rumpled red dress, intentionally dropping her collarbone to expose more skin as she flashed a practiced, seductive smile. "Mr. Vance, please excuse the mess. This is just a private, trivial family matter. Anya here was just throwing a tantrum because—"