Get A Life Chloe Brown Novels & Stories

~~~ I don't know how long I sat there, but the silence of the room was eventually shattered by the sound of the door swinging open. Chloe stumbled in, her breathing ragged. Her pale blue shirt…the one she was so proud of…was drenched in a dark, sticky orange juice, the liquid dripping down the fabric. My chair scraped loudly against the floor as I stood. “What happened?” She tried to smile. “It’s nothing,” she muttered, wiping her eyes, but her hands were shaking. “Chloe.” “Forget it, Liv, it's not important…” I whipped out my phone. “I should check CBB; I bet there's already an uploaded video,” I said, my fingers rapidly tapping on my phone screen.

Chloe is standing on the balcony after taking a hot bath. She took a vigorous training today. Marcus has gone somewhere with Mark and Chloe has to downstairs to be with Lily. As she’s looking around, in the distance, she spotted Sharon walking to her home. Her bright auburn hair is easy to identify her from others. Suddenly Sharon clutched her stomach and stumbled on the ground. Chloe got shocked to see that. She immediately ran outside the pack house to help her.

As if we were telepathically connected, he took a step forward just when I did. Before he could put one foot over another, Chloe sauntered in. Her hair was perfectly tousled like she’d intentionally styled it for tragedy. Her eyes sparkled like someone had spritzed them with artificial tears, and she angled her phone like a seasoned soap actress mid-breakdown— portable ringlight already attached. “Oh my God,” she breathed dramatically, angling her face toward the light, “you guys, my little niece nearly drowned—” Her voice cracked in all the wrong places. “Please send prayers to Emily—my poor baby girl—”

Fuck, she’s hot. Chloe is about an inch shorter than Kesha, but curvy. Large breasted with a round ass that you could bounce a quarter off of. She has a thin, angular face with tear drop shaped ocean blue eyes. Her long, thick, brown hair has a natural wave to it and her pale skin seems to glow. About two years ago, our feelings began to change. I won’t go as far as to say it was love. I couldn’t. But there was a large amount of affection and a degree of lust. A large amount of lust.

Feeling Damon's hostile gaze, Liam pushed on. "Chloe is the jewel of the Miller family. She can be a bit eccentric, but she's a genius from Yale Law, graduated with highest honors!" Chloe propped her chin on her hands, leaning across the conference table and batting her eyelashes at him. "Mr. Blackwood, I've looked at your case. It's super simple!" "The other side's energy field is very dark, but I'll defeat them with love and light and make them feel the judgment of the universe!"

The curtain finally opened and there revealed Chris Brown, singing Turn Up The Music. Wow, Liz knows how to knock out her audience. Chris Brown started to sing and dance along with the talented dancers at the back. And at the chorus part, the models started to make their way the runway. I can say that Liz picks up the right model for her clothes. They really know how to walk in it. Then at the climax part of the song, Chloe appeared, wearing white bubble dress with a touch of gold that made her looks like she's floating in mid-air. She looks like one of those Greek Goddesses who would make Aphrodite and Athena envy her. I can't help but feel very proud of her. She really was suited to be a m

Director Graves’ voice cut through the silence as she spoke to someone at the front entrance. "...yes, another intake tonight. The Brownish girl. Heavy one. Make sure the kitchen staff knows we’ll need extra portions starting tomorrow." Chloe’s stomach twisted. Even here, the judgment followed. She lay down on the lumpy pillow, staring at the cracked ceiling. The future stretched out unknown and terrifying. What she didn’t know was that this night — this painful beginning — would one day fuel a fire strong enough to shake two powerful empires and draw the obsessive desire of not one, but two billionaires who would fight wars over her curves.

They seemed to be talking about a cliff and swapping lives. I caught fragments of their conversation before I wasn't able to focus anymore. At that moment, I couldn't move my body at all. By the time I woke up the next day, I might not even be myself anymore. Unfortunately for me, there was nothing I could do about it. … When I regained consciousness, the medium was calling my name. "Noelle? Noelle." I forced my eyes open, but the medium was nowhere in sight. Instead, I saw a young girl dressed in white. Her expression was grim, and she was staring at me without saying a single word.

she said as she got out of her seat, walked up to Kayla and cupped her cheeks in her hands. Kayla felt Mrs Brown's soft hands on her skin and nervously stood still. She could neither breathe nor blink. After some seconds, Mrs Brown released her cheeks and tilted her head in Carina's direction, who was on Kayla's left side. "And who is this pretty creature with blue eyes?" She asked as she made eye contact with Carina who was nervously looking down. "That's Carina Lopez, Kayla's best friend" Mrs Davis replied with a beautiful smile. "Interesting, my son also has a guy who is his best friend" Mrs Brown said and thought 'I think the circle is getting complete' and a beautiful smile took over he

But, what really caught my attention was the beat box she has stowed away underneath the table. " You play beat box?" I asked. "Just a hobby." She sat at the edge of her bed; hugging a pillow. "Could you play me a beat?" "Nah." "Please?" "No." she sternly said. "Buzz kill." "Are you always this nosy?" she asked. "Even when you're injured, you're still annoying." "Yeah, it's one of my many qualities that make girls go gaga over me." **** Chloe's POV What has become of my life?