Even After Her Death Novel Chloe Novels & Stories

The next chapter of their journey beckoned, and as they prepared to face the shadows that lurked on the edges of their existence, Chloe felt a sense of determination and acceptance, ready to embrace the legacy that awaited her and shape the destiny that lay ahead. Days turned into nights as Chloe delved into the secret archives hidden within her family's home. The books, ancient and weathered, contained the wisdom of generations, revealing the intricacies of the supernatural world she had unwittingly entered. Chloe's nights became a journey through the hidden corridors of knowledge, each page unraveling the mysteries that surrounded her existence.

They also don't have any neighbors which makes me think that he is a prince. The driver opened the door for me while the man who bought me left me there quickly and walked inside the mansion. He didn't even look back as he walked inside. This is my time to run away even though I might get lost because this mansion is far from the other houses. I just want to get away from here because I am not an item that he can buy. He just wasted his money because I would escape from him no matter what. “Miss Chloe!" The driver called out for me when I suddenly pushed him and ran however I didn't look back.

Her eyes were open, staring at the ceiling with a vacant, terrifying stillness. My wide eyes dropped to her throat which had been slit open. It was a clean, professional cut with no jagged edges. Blood slowly drained from my face, my throat running dry. Chloe was dead. And as I stood there, the copper scent of her blood filling my lungs, I realized with a sickening finality that the person who had silenced her was the same person who was now coming for me. I wasn't the hunter anymore. I was the last witness left alive. And then, the floorboards behind me creaked.

He winked at her. "Where is your mate?" "She died three days after our ritual ceremony" "Or you killed her" Chloe said. He stood up immediately and threw his chair on the floor. Chloe said so because she read his thoughts. "How does she know? Can she read minds? What the hell is she?" He thought again. "How dare you make such accusation?" He asked. Chloe stood up calmly, wearing a smile on her face. She was hearing footsteps and already perceiving Landon's scent.

"Not simply what the book left out. But who was positioned closely enough to write it at all." Chloe watched her go, the novel disappearing with her down the garden path, and felt, for the first time since this whole tangled mystery had begun unraveling around her, the strange, unfamiliar sensation of no longer carrying every piece of it entirely alone.

She knew it wasn’t his fault but the thought of losing her life over something she could barely even explain messed with her so much that she just wanted space from everything and everyone. Chloe insulted her and Lloyd the first time but she didn’t hold a grudge, rather she forgave and begged Lloyd to forgive Chloe. Chloe tried to drug her but ended up drugging herself. Again, she helped take Chloe to the hospital. Then out of nowhere, a mysterious nurse that looked like her and had the same hair color with her allegedly entered Chloe’s hospital room a few minutes before Chloe died and everyone thinks it’s her and apparently now someone is after her life because they believed she killed Chlo

"Just don’t take too long. We are supposed to go visit Haidan and Antoine later for Serenity’s birthday party. " "Right." Giving Leah one final kiss, I made my way out of the house to find Chloe sitting on the stairs staring at the perfect blue sky above. "You remember?" I asked, not bothering to beat around the bush. "Yeah," Chloe responded, wrapping her arms around herself. "I remember everything. Even my own death. " Her own death? Shit. "Does anyone else?" I continued, hoping to get off the subject of death. "Or just us?" "Just us." Chloe confirmed.

Zachary, Zoey wanted to keep it a secret, and I didn't want to upset her by telling you. "I mean, if I messed up and made Zoey unhappy, it would be tough for you to pacify her, wouldn't it?" "Plus," Kent continued, "she mentioned that Chloe had recently lost her husband, and you know, her mood wasn't the best …" Zachary was at a loss for words. He had truly sympathized with Chloe when her assistant mentioned she was a widow. In the end, Chloe's late husband was himself. Veins throbbed on Zachary's forehead. He rubbed his temples and asked, "Why would she say I'm dead?"

He closed his eyes at the sensation. "Just go and look up at the internet." He answered. "Look up by what?" She asked and that made him open his eyes as he looked at her deep in the eyes. "Chloe Jones." "Chloe Jones? As in the girl who got murdered recently?" The girl asked in a confused tone. Alex looked at her with a frown. "Murdered? Who told you she was murdered. She wasn't murdered. She met with an accident and died. She wasn't murdered." Alex blubbered out angrily and nervously, trying to prove his points.

I wanted truth, not comfort. The Goddess answered. I woke again, aware, and holding the weight of what I had seen. My second life was not a blessing. It was a reset, a chance to walk the same path with open eyes. The world thought I returned as the quiet girl they expected me to be. They didn’t know I remembered every conversation they tried to hide. They didn’t know I carried the knowledge of my own murder. And this time, I wasn’t going to die quietly. This time, the one who poisoned me would face me while I still breathed.