Red X Chloe Descendants Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I didn't deserve this at all. "Stop beating yourself up, Chloe," Amelia tried to cheer me up, "I know you've had high expectations of who your mate will turn out to be since you were young and I know that you're disappointed that it's Tyler of all people.- But then, I think it's better than being saddled with a mate that you won't like since Tyler is definitely going to reject you and you'll soon be fated to another wolf." I knew Tyler was going to reject me. It was as clear as crystal and I knew I'd get another mate sooner or later but all my childhood expectations just went down the drain.

"I’ve got work in my hands. Real, pressing work that requires a clear head. Leave the bottle if you want, but I can't do this right now." Chloe let out a sharp, mocking laugh, a sound completely stripped of any sisterly warmth as she leaned her hip against the edge of my desk. She looked down at me with a mixture of deep disdain and twisted amusement that instantly made my skin crawl. "You know, for someone with the Rider blood running through their veins—someone who literally grew up under our father’s direct wing—you are an absolute softie, Tyler," she said, her voice dripping with an abrasive, mocking edge. "You are entirely too trusting. It’s honestly pathetic to watch you scramble like

Chloe tugged the canvas from its case. Alarm bells rang in my head. I didn't dare grab for it outright. Pulling it too hard might tear it in half. "Give it back," I snapped, glaring hard at her. Chloe only smiled, then suddenly pointed behind me and shouted, "Uncle Lucian! Come help me!" The second I glanced back, she pulled out a marker and drew a large, bright red scribble right across the center of the painting. White-hot fury flashed through me, and I snatched the canvas from her hands.

People talked behind my back. "Chloe Borne from the literature faculty thinks she's really something just because she's pretty. And now she's got Charles eating out of her hand." "She's just a country bumpkin. What kind of luck did she have to get tied to the Dickson family?" "If Charles chased me, I'd say yes in a heartbeat." "Just wait. I bet you anything Chloe won't be able to hold out for a month. She'll end up being his girlfriend." Charles took care of the rumors, making a big public declaration of affection online.

“ I’ll fix it. You never have to worry about Jacinta again. I promise.” Chloe simply looked at me for a moment, and in that moment I could see her mind. She never could hide anything from me. I’d always been able to read her like an open book. And even now I saw the struggle in her eyes as she fought to believe me. She walked away from me and I did not attempt to stop her. Chloe Vandersen, my Luna. My wife. My mate. She’ll be mine again. I was going to make sure of it or die trying. But first, it seems I need to visit Jacinta Dennison and have a talk about what she should and shouldn’t do. I made my way to my study as I planned my next move. For Ander’s moon was fast approaching and death st

But deep down, he knew that the truth, when it finally came to light, might be more than he was prepared to handle. The next morning, Chloe decided to visit Alex. She dressed meticulously, knowing that her appearance would speak volumes. Chloe believed that her presence alone commanded attention and respect, and today was no exception. She wore a sleek, figure-hugging dress, her hair styled to perfection. As she approached the house, her heart pounded with anticipation. The massive estate loomed ahead, its grandeur a testament to Alexander’s wealth and status. It was a place Chloe had always considered her own, even though she knew she was nothing more than an outsider in this world.

I managed to say, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. Before he could say more, a voice interrupted. “Well, well. Isn’t this a lovely sight?” I turned to see Chloe and Hailey approaching, both wearing matching smirks. Chloe’s dress was a deep red, clinging to her figure in a way that was meant to draw attention, while Hailey’s was a pale pink, giving her an air of innocence that was anything but genuine. “Oliver,” Chloe purred, stepping closer to him. “You look dashing as always. And Elena… you’re almost unrecognizable. I hardly recognized you without your usual… disheveled appearance.”

CHLOE. Have you ever heard of the words ‘karma is a bitch? Oh boy, she really is, and believe me, you don’t want to be on the receiving end. Ok, first things first, I believe an introduction is in order, right? Right. My name is Princess Chloe Tennyson, the most beautiful fair maiden in the pack. My father is the Alpha of Winter pack and even being wolfless at 18, I still get all the spoils a teenager could ever dream of. Until one day, everything changed.

She was quite perplexed. The next moment, she turned her face and glared at me, I raised my eyebrows at her, looking at her daringly. "And you! How dare you enter this pack without a permission from me?" She barked. I yawned lazily. "News flash lady, I didn't come here on my own. I have a pack and a beautiful life to live. Your dear son literally kidnapped me. And please my name is Chloe, refrain from raising your voice at me next time." I rolled my eyes, my expression sluggish all through my words.

He looked pretty good but dangerous at the same time so I decided to ignore him politely. "Yeah, I would rather stand and observe the crowd." I replied and smiled before looking down at my phone, hoping he would get the hint but he still kept staring at me intensely. "I'm Hunter, one of Dylan's close friend." "I'm Chloe." "You look very pretty, Chloe. Dylan keeps going on and on about you and now I can see why." I simply wanted to walk away and looked down at the time on my phone. Few more minutes and Tyler would be here. "Does that line work on all the girls?" I asked, shaking my head and he smirked in response.