Immortal Longings Chloe Gong Novels & Stories

She didn’t care much for mortal affairs beyond what her job required her to know. Lisa circled over the building and landed gently on the roof. She wasn’t worried about anyone seeing her; mortals couldn’t see reapers unless the reaper wanted to be seen. There was a glass dome in the center of the roof, made from green, transparent glass. One side of the dome had a giant hole in it, as though something heavy had been thrown through it. Lisa approached the hole and jumped in, tucking her wings to avoid the jagged edges.

It left the she-wolf feeling frustrated and embarrassed. Stop being so silly. She scolded herself silently, but it did little to quell the butterflies in her stomach. Letting out a heavy sigh, Chloe forced the fluttering anxiety in her chest away as the doors of the infirmary came into view. But before she could reach them, the world seemed to fall away. The floor suddenly opened up and Chloe plunged into the dark waters waiting for her, sinking into the oily blackness. --- Colt sighed tiredly as the gates of the holding facility came into view.

"Chloe, my love, what troubles your spirit? Speak to me, for I am here to listen and to understand." Chloe looked into Aiden's eyes, a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within her own. The truth beckoned her, demanding to be set free from the depths of her conflicted heart. "Aiden," she began, her voice quivering with vulnerability, "I am torn, caught between the love I feel for you and the lingering echoes of a connection that refuses to fade."

“I left because I wanted a better life. I was fed up of eating the crumbs that fell off the table of the elites. I wanted something for myself and I went for it. I didn’t betray my people, I merely found my own path.” “Whatever you think you did, you have committed treason against Ghost,” Chloe grunted. “If not that I’m meant to be grounded in a dungeon currently, I would have removed your head from your body.” “You would have tried and failed,” Mork laughed. “But since you’re grounded, I’m guessing we won’t have any problems today.” “You’re definitely not having any problems with me,” Chloe smiled. “It’s with Calistè herself.” Chloe snapped her fingers twice and a yellow light shimmered in

The death needle bounced to the ground, useless! "You underestimate me, Emperor," Chloe said coldly, stepping forward through the pool of blood and the remains of the dragon's life force. "I am not just a womb protected by a giant monster. I am the brain that holds the chain on that monster's neck pure." Instantly, Alexander Sterling, who had finished eliminating all the pure ninja commanders, landed with a loud bang right at the Chloe's side. Its bloodied wolf snout grinned viciously at the Emperor's palanquin.

He added. "Wow! I guess our plans fit perfectly well. An auction could help you raise more funds for the good course, don't you think?" Chloe asked, grinning from ear to ear. "Can you elaborate on that?" Blake suggested. Chloe leaned closer and began to narrate her plan. **** Several hours later, Chloe stared at herself in her dressing mirror, enveloped in the crisp scents of autumn cologne. She was wearing a black maxi bodycon gown with a sweetheart neckline and fluffy feathered white long sleeves which are detached from the gown. Her black stiletto heels and her Black crystal-covered purse matched her outfit perfectly.

"The past tracks as the past. Absolute zero drug on the circuit can cure a wolf's heavy life regrets. Your nervous system won't register any physical pain after your tongue swallows the pill my hand granted your asset. My processor tracked it down explicitly because my mind knows your character is intensely afraid of physical pain. Operate as a much better wolf in your next life cycle, Chloe!" Chloe nods her head slowly, her arms suddenly wrapping tight around his chest. "Hold my frame close, Tyler! Since the watch my face got disfigured on the ice, absolute zero wolves have ever hugged my body again. My spirit has been so incredibly lonely it hurts deep inside my bones!"

"A damsel in distress trying to escape." Chloe took a deep shaky breath before she closed her eyes. She concentrated on the water tanks around the apartment. She never used her magic for such bigger targets but she destroyed many things back in Helengrein. Please, please, please. Work out now! She could feel the figure stalking towards her, holding a staff that has a blue crystal on top. It raised its staff towards her. Chloe suddenly felt the tug in her gut. A strong pull that caught Chloe's breath on her chest before there was a huge explosion everywhere around her.

~ Amara ~ The emerald silk of Chloe’s gown looked like a neon sign in my dim studio. It was the color of Moore pride. It was the color of the life I had left. I gripped the edge of my drafting table. The wood felt rough against my palms. The scent of her perfume was heavy and sweet. It felt like a physical weight in the small room. Gideon stood between us. His back was to me. I could see the tension in his shoulders. He looked like a man caught in a crossfire. Chloe was the architect of his old world. She held the digital recorder like a heavy weapon.

"Chloe, the journey has just begun. Embrace each moment, for in the dance between dreams and reality, you'll uncover the true essence of your being." With those words, Jonas disappeared into the shadows, leaving Chloe with a sense of anticipation for the chapters that awaited her. The balance between dreams and reality, the ancient power within her—Chloe felt ready to explore the depths of her existence, guided by the enigmatic threads of fate and the werewolf who had become an unexpected anchor in her extraordinary journey.