Marinette X Chloe Novels & Stories

So the man who had always treated me with polite distance, never once stepping out of line, had long ago, behind my back, become completely devoted to another woman. She led me into one of the tents. "Oh, right—I'm Chloe Xyler. Just call me Chloe." She poured me a cup of hot tea with warm enthusiasm. I took a sip, my eyes sweeping across the inside of the tent. Outside, the wind howled and snow lashed the ground. Inside, a brazier burned steadily, filling the space with a warmth that felt like spring.

I run a thumb over the sticker on the back of the phone with a word 'Chloe' on it. I chuckled. "Hello, Blondie.' A/N: Welcome to the world of Chloe and Mason! Thank you for making the decision to start this book, it means a lot to me.

Chloe is 19 and very gorgeous, as in the Miss America peagent type. "Hey mom, have you seen my black pumps?" Chloe asked as she entered the kitchen. she was in a high waisted skirt and crop top sweatshirt that hung half way off the shoulders. She looked at me and face palmed. "Staz your not really gonna wear that are you?" She questioned.

“You shouldn’t be trying to dodge your duty you know? I understand you’re bored of having to watch over a spoilt princess for a couple hours. I am too, but luckily, you came along. We could take that stroll together.” Chloe smiled at him, realizing that he was flirting with her, or at least trying to. He was not very good at it, but it was cute seeing him try. She knew that he had to be a new soldier, one that Xavier has just recently appointed because the rest soldiers in the pack knew her already. Her name, Chloe was like the hum of bees in their ears. She had killed a good number of them and beaten the rest to pulp in battle and she was guessing that this one wasn’t going to be any differ

"Chloe? That's impossible. Look at her bags and clothes whose brands I've never heard of. Besides, unlike Nicole who comes to the office in a fancy car, Chloe only takes the bus. There is no chance she's the heir of this huge company." "Then it is Nicole, especially since all of her belongings look very luxurious for a trainee." "That's what I'm saying. That's why, from now on, we have to take Nicole's heart. And this secret is enough for us to know so we don't have to compete with the others." As soon as I returned from the restroom, I saw Maria and Leona around Nicole, they were planning a welcome for the new employee in the marketing division. Nicole, who noticed my arrival, turned to me.

༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ The apartment felt too quiet after Pierre left. Not peaceful quiet. Heavy quiet. The kind that sat on my chest and made every thought louder than it should've been. I stood near the kitchen counter for a long time after the door closed behind him, staring at the flash drive sitting beside my laptop like the damn thing might explode if I looked away for too long. Rain hit the windows steadily outside, soft at first, then harder, turning the entire city beyond the glass into blurred lights and shadows.

She pulled Tim into a warm, familiar hug, and Tim responded with soft, continental kisses on her cheeks. "Cam, this is Chloe. Chloe Wellman," Tim said, his hand finding the small of Chloe's back—a gesture that felt like both a shield and a claim. "Chloe, this is Camille Laurent." Chloe took a breath, smoothed the invisible wrinkles of her emerald gown, and stepped forward with a wide, radiant smile. She took Camille’s hand, her grip firm yet elegant. "It is such an honour to finally meet you, Camille," Chloe said, her voice steady. "I was just admiring the depth of the shadows in your 'Midnight on the Seine' series. The way you captured the loneliness of the water... It’s haunting."

Chloe glared at Madame Agnes and shouted in anger, "How dare you touch me, you old witch?" Madame Agnes slapped her once more and spoke sternly, "You are not deserving of my son." Chloe laughed maniacally, sneering, "Is that right?" before turning her attention to Margret. Chloe's sinister smile sent a chill down Margret's spine as she asked, "Do you think the same?" Margret hesitated before nodding her head, her face turning ashen. Madame Agnes noticed Chloe's hold on Margret and smirked in satisfaction.

Her cheeks coiled into a smile and I draped my hands on her waist, "may we dance together?" She nodded in reply. ..... Chloe's POV Feeling bored, I have been staring at the clock observing as the hand keeps moving. I have been laying on the bed expecting Xavier walking through the doors stepping into the room. It just hit 10:56. Isn't that really late in the hour of the night? Where is he? I pondered. I shut my eyes and I tried to sleep but I couldn't wondering when Xavier's gonna get home. Xavier's POV

Suddenly i realised Dellinq was very quiet in my head. "Dellinq?" "Sorry, mate was hiding." "Hiding?" "She scared." "Of what?" "She special." "Dellinq, stop being so cryptic." "She a blue tail mermaid." He said. I frowned and looked at Kari. "What is it?" She asked. "Apparently, Chloe is a special mermaid, which is why she hid." I told her. "Dellinq is being cryptic." Kari was quiet for a moment, obviously discussing with Hela. Suddenly her eyes turned purple