Novel & Cerita Luka X Chloe

Chloe gets a sad smile on her face, and my stomach twists. "She went back to Outcast. She couldn't handle seeing him hurt or listening to him talk about loving someone else. Plus, she is pretty traumatized over what she witnessed in Kincaid's pack. She has never told me, but the way she acts is...She acts like a skittish kitten. Whatever she saw growing up has stuck with her. She always says she doesn't think she would have ever been a strong enough Luna for them. She says she wouldn't have been able to make changes. Not with Rupert around," Chloe says, and my hope for using her as a bright light for Atticus fades. "Oh well. I'm glad she is safe. She deserves happiness," I reply, and Chloe n

I knew that look—she had set her sights on Luke the moment we walked in. ​"This is Luke," I said. Before I could say another word, she walked over and tried to sit right on his lap. ​Luke stiffened, looking completely shocked. "Sorry," he muttered, quickly standing up so she wouldn't actually land on him. ​"Whoa! I told you, babe—you’re only mine," Charles teased when he saw the rejection. ​Nicole blinked, trying to process what had just happened. She looked at Luke. "Are you gay?"

It will hurt you terribly when you get to know that you can’t have them. “They say his mate has already died,” the Xander hater said. “No, some say she has run away, Chloe,” Chloe is the auburn hair girl’s name. “I don’t want to listen to anything,” Chloe said, “I wish I could be his mate,” “Don’t dream too much,” she said.

I heard my daughter say and I turned away from the glow of purple eyes. "My closest men, Delmar and Calypso will stay." The two men who came with us stepped forward and bowed their heads to my daughter, "Princess Chloe, it is a pleasure to serve you." Calypso, a dark skinned man who was tall and well muscled. His white shirt strained against his muscles as he moved. "Please, call me Clo." She smiled

This time she felt the real suffocation. Chloe always knew that Leo has his biological mother and Alex has his past. However, she never realised that it would turn out her own cousin sister who hates her from the core of her heart. But the question is still there. When did she get pregnant and why Chloe doesn't know about it? She was staying out of that hell for over a year and Leo is over three years old. So, no doubt Chloe was present in the Clowne residence when she was pregnant with Little Leo. Moreover, how did even the great and infamous Duke meet a normal lady like Alice?

Distracted and unsettled, he brought the celebration to a hasty close. That night, Damian drank himself into a stupor. Chloe helped him back to the room, fulfilling her duties as the new Luna. Yet at the height of their union, Damian whispered in her ear, voice like a dream filled with endless pain and regret, clearly saying, "Eva…" Chloe went rigid, unable to move.

The penthouse was on the Duomo side higher than Vane’s, which meant Liora had money Vane didn’t have, or the kind of old money that didn’t bother counting. Nyx sat in a white room with big windows and tried not to think about falling. Liora was late. Exactly twelve minutes late, which was calculated, not accidental. When she arrived, she was wearing Chanel. Not the obvious kind the kind that whispered instead of screamed. Her hair was silver, her eyes were Vane’s eyes except meaner, and she smiled like a shark that had learned to use a fork.

"What a joke." "Exactly." Lana giggled, clearly pleased with herself. "You know, I’ve been secretly sending Chloe clips of me and Aiden together, just to get under her skin. Imagining her fuming with jealousy gets me so worked up. I had to run to you for a little... release." "You wicked little thing," Mark murmured with a grin. "But what’s in it for you?"

For a second, I just stood there, staring at him, wondering if something had completely snapped in his mind because there was no other explanation for what I was witnessing. "You want me," I finally said, my voice trembling but rising anyway, "your Luna, to go and buy coconut water for your little witch?" Before I could say anything else, Laura gasped dramatically and clutched her chest. "Baby!" she cried out. "Did you hear what this oversized balloon just called me? Alpha, do something right now!" Maxwell didn't hesitate. He jumped down the stairs like a man who had no fear of breaking his own neck, landing heavily in front of me with burning eyes.

Lauren reached out—fingers brushing Chloe’s cheek, then sliding into her blonde hair, tugging gently to tilt her face up. “Because tonight,” Lauren whispered, “I don’t want to watch. I want to feel.” Chloe’s lips parted on a soft exhale. Lauren leaned down and kissed her—slow at first, testing. Chloe tasted like cherry lip gloss and sin. When Chloe opened for her, Lauren deepened it—tongue sliding against tongue, hands roaming down Chloe’s sides, cupping her breasts through the lace. Chloe moaned into the kiss, arching into Lauren’s touch.