Even After Her Death Novel Chloe Novels & Stories

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

“The position has now been filled.” Murmurs spread instantly as they watched him walk away without even waiting to hear their questions. “No way…” “Already?” “What happened?” Chloe kept her eyes ahead as she passed them. Her name wasn’t important now. She had gotten what she came here for and that was what was important to her. A woman stood and sighed loudly. Another man shook his head as he muttered something into his phone. And then. “Guess sleeping with the CEO is the new shortcut to getting hired.”

She smiled as she munched her food. Chloe couldn't control herself. She stared at her hands which were covered with blood, blood dripping from the neck of the human standing in front of her. Two other people were lying dead. She had killed a lot of people for the past weeks, she stared at the girl's neck, she pitied her. This girl was close to death, she was staggering, her feet were weak and her gaze couldn't behold the two figures in front of her.

"I'm tired." "Rest," Alexander said. "We'll be here." --- She died at 3 AM. The nurses came, and the machines stopped beeping, and the room was quiet. Chloe lay on the bed, her head on her mother's chest, her small body shaking with sobs. Elena knelt beside her. "Chloe, sweetheart." "She's gone." "I know." Chloe looked up. Her face was wet, her eyes red. "What do I do now?"

Between hiccups, she whispered, "I thought you would trust me. I thought our love was strong, but you destroyed everything, Andrew. You destroyed us." After some time, Chloe lay like a lifeless soul on the edge of the terrace, unafraid to die. She wasn't crying anymore, but her heart still ached with unbearable pain. She stared at the sky with a deadpan expression, her hair fluttering in the cold breeze.

“You and Ghost. You’re just the same, you think people love you, but deep down everyone hates you. They fight for you because they have no other choice and the moment you…” Xavier stared at her as she paused and started coughing out blood from her mouth. “You’ve said enough for a whole month,” Rhea muttered, retrieving her dagger from Chloe’s back. “You’ve done enough damage for a whole lifetime as well. It’s time you rested, Chloe.” Chloe’s eyes were wide open in shock as she died slowly. She knew Rhea well and she never expected that the princess would opt for a sneak attack when she was not looking. “Seriously?” Chloe laughed as she choked on her own blood. “I would have been honored to d

Was she jealous? "I am flattered and also married," I said and let out a nervous chuckle. I could feel the girl's attraction toward me. It was strong. I narrowed my eyes and concentrated on getting inside Chole's head. I had a feeling I wouldn't like what I will see in there. And I was right. I saw nothing but darkness and blood. Chloe was far from innocent. She had killed hundreds of thousands of people to quench her thirst. ~I bet his blood tastes delicious.~

She blinked. "I mean, you must have things you have been wanting to ask him about." "Like why he left my brother and I?" She casually threw into the conversation and Nathaniel gave a single nod, his eyes wearing a little guilt. "You also mentioned that your mother left you too. Do you know where she is?" Chloe smacked her lips loudly, her eyes fell on the ceiling above and she said, still with a causal tone, "She is dead." "What?" "She died a year ago."

My pager vibrates—surgical update from the ER, but even as I walk through the automatic doors, my mind is miles away. Her eyes. They are the same eyes that have been haunting me for years. The ones I see when I'm too tired to sleep. The ones I used to look at across a library table, lit by desk lamps and quiet trust. But it can’t be her. Chloe Quinn is gone. Moved— Married–according to old campus gossip. Disappeared in a way only someone who wanted to disappear could. No one loses that much weight. No one changes that much. It’s impossible.

I watched as she disappeared into the shadows, her words still ringing in my ears: 'Sisters don’t mean much in this world anymore. I wanted to scream after her, to demand answers. But I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind spinning. How could she be alive? How could she have survived The Burning? My heart ached with the memory of the last time I saw her, screaming for me as the flames swallowed our world. I had thought she was dead. I had mourned her. And now, here she was, leading this crumbling settlement like a ghost from my past. The Chloe I knew would never have abandoned anyone. The Chloe I knew was kind, brave—she would’ve fought for every last soul. But the woman I had just spoke