Descendants Chloe Charming 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!”

Deuce chuckled slightly. "Is this about your childhood doll, Anna, or the way he looks at you?" Chloe shot a dead glare towards him, and Deuce raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, I'll tell him to show you affection." He smirked Chloe stood up from the lying position on the couch "Say that again, and the rule of not killing one's blood will be broken." Deuce slowly looks away from her. Chloe is kind and sweet, but deadly traits live in her. The traits live in both of them and no doubt they inherit it from their late mom.

‘The Emperor didn't say you should keep this matter a secret from her. Venus shook her head, smiling eerily. Langit knew that whoever could save baby Venus from darkness was no ordinary person and, whoever it was, would be a more dangerous threat to her. More serious than just her daughter Venus, the Bizura who is said to be a descendant of darkness.

“Keep chasing the storm, then. When you finally realize you’re going to freeze, our den will always have a place for you.” “I don't need a fallback! I have my own territories.” “It seems the Silvercrest Alpha pays his subordinates well,” Charlie teased. Charlie was the Whitaker heir, and Chloe had prided herself on never asking for a single credit after she struck out on her own. “Regardless of his personal life, he is an unparalleled leader. Even if he will never be mine, I am content to serve in his shadow,” Chloe said, raising her glass. “Good luck with your pursuit of Collins. I know you’ve never failed to claim a prize. I hope your streak holds.”

"Hello, I'm Chloe, Charlie's sister." "Hello, Chloe. I'm Noelle Shaw, Charlie's wife." "Noelle?" Chloe paused, and then a familiar face flashed in her mind. "Are you Noelle Shaw from Collosus Group, the one from the project department?" Noelle was slightly taken aback but then smiled. "Yes, that's me." Chloe's expression turned grim as she tightly gripped the phone. "So, it is you!" "Yes, it's me. You remember me?" Noelle had assumed Chloe would not have much of an impression of her.

“Selene, I’m exhausted. It’s not fun anymore.” Chloe cried into the receiver, as she spotted a mountain of files on her desk. She had the chance to live peacefully when her uncle was alive. However, upon the sudden demise of Garrett Graham, Paddy literally dragged Chloe to manage the Graham family’s chain of businesses.

We all laugh and continue laughing over stories of difficult or just plain stupid people we’ve dealt with over the years, but my mind shifts back to Chloe. I should have asked Rory what else she heard, but it’s too late now to bring her back up into the conversation without it being obvious. Is Chloe in town with anyone? She was reportedly dating Charles Baldwin, a famous actor who stars as the main character in Chloe’s book-to-TV-show series. And why is she here? To get away from the flashing cameras and prying eyes in LA? To bring home a guy to meet her father? But more importantly…why the fuck does that last question make me feel uncomfortable?

Nicole hugged her daughter compassionately. “I must show Daddy that I’m not useless!” Chloe gazed at the huge and majestic door leading into the Dawson family mansion. A striking look of greed emerged in her eyes. “I still have Bryan! One day, I will let Daddy know that I am the one Bryan loves the most! “And that I am the only one who can complete the marriage between the Dawson and the Hamilton family!” Chloe clenched her fists tightly. Her ruthless eyes were piercing like an arrow. Anna entered the mansion and drank some water. After some rest, a little color finally returned to her face.

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

I couldn’t will my body to react, not even for a second; I just stood there, letting Harrison hug me, my mind blank. .. .. .. ~ ~ ~ ( END OF THE FLASHBACK ) ~ ~ ~ .. .. .. Chloe glanced respectfully at my child’s grave before meeting my eyes again. “My godchild has such a lovely name.” “Godchild?” I asked in surprise. “Yeah. She’s my cousin’s daughter, and we’re close, so I was naturally meant to be a second mother to her.” I quickly wiped away the teardrops that were trying to get away from it.