Red X Chloe Descendants Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sixty Eight Chloe. "Yes, it is," I mumbled. "How?" "When did this happen?" "Tristan stole their daughter?" "Is this real?" I waited for them to calm down and then continued. "I hadn't believed it at first either. I was raised as Chloe Tristan. He raised me as his daughter just so he could marry me off to a wealthy family and get a lot of money in return."

Joseph squinted as his voice contained a hint of uncertainty and hesitation, "What are you talking about?" "Grandpa hasn't told you, huh?" Chloe straightened up as she narrated the facts nonchalantly, "Xavia’s working for Duskfall. She’s the one who orchestrated all the twists and turns." Chloe did not wish to meddle in other people's affairs, but neither did she want to owe anyone favors, especially not to someone as arrogant as him.

Adele's POV "Mom, is Raphael coming to see us today?" Chloe's voice floated into the dining room, bright and hopeful, as she padded in after changing out of her school uniform. Her blonde curls bounced with every step, moonlight pale even in daylight—a trait she'd inherited from something older and deeper in our bloodline. I rolled my eyes toward the ceiling, already knowing what was coming next. Both of my little wolves adored Raphael Dumas far too much for my peace of mind.

Chloe suddenly looked at me with surprise before she added, "By the way, there's a rumor that Ismail is sick and has killed all his previous mates. No woman who marries him can survive more than a day. Why are you still alive after three days?" She then sneered mockingly, "But don't get too proud about it just yet, because although you are still alive now, you'll soon die in the Amus family." "You!" I was so vexed that I gritted my teeth. Ignoring my rage, Chloe leaned in close and stared at me intensely. "Blame your mother! She shouldn't have seduced my father and given birth to you! That's what you should do as our father's illegitimate daughter." "Oh, and your face..." Chloe turned to Kay

I release a shriek before laughing. “Don’t need to do that. You are already perfect.” My face heats. “Well, it’s a little biased coming from you.” “Nope.” He buries his face into my neck and licks my mark. “I state facts.” I shudder and push back into him. It shines gold to this day. The best gift anyone could ever give me. “I’m intrigued about my heritage, I have to admit.” “Of course you are.” He pulls back. “Anyone would be. You want to find out more information about it?”

Fuck. I was so engrossed in the moment I didn’t fully register the inappropriate invasion of my space. Chloe Bear. Biggest bitch psycho predator stalker I can have. I freeze, then peel Chloe’s arm off like it’s contaminated. “Why are you here?” I hiss. “This is a private function.” She grins. Too red lipstick. Too close. “It’s fate. Ren’s my old friend,” she starts energetically, “He’s going to marry the little blonde who lives here.”

Marcus murmured, completely captivated by the glowing progress bar on his screen. Chloe stared into the blinding blue light, a profound, crushing sorrow settling heavily over her soul. She thought about Elena and Arthur, praying they had managed to escape the catacombs. She thought about her mother, safe in a distant medical facility. And she thought about Julian. She visualized his dark, obsidian eyes. She remembered the massive, comforting weight of his body shielding her from the falling skyscraper. She remembered the way he had gently tucked her hair behind her ear before marching into a warzone. The devil had loved her from the shadows, and she was never going to see him again.

But he kept consoling the woman who had abandoned him and run away to marry another man. Chloe felt like an idiot for loving a man like him, but nothing compared to Ruan’s self-destructive behavior of humiliating himself for a woman who had rejected him. “They deserve each other,” she muttered to herself. She walked to the chapel to say goodbye to her father before leaving, but people crowded around her to offer condolences, and Chloe’s plans were ruined. They delayed her departure until they finally carried Felix’s coffin to be buried. When she looked to the side, Ruan stood next to Megan. Her tearful eyes made her look like Felix’s actual daughter.

Caleb’s hushed voice broke the tension in Kalvin’s shoulders. “Ugh, yeah. Hospital food is awful. If I end up in a hospital, please, please, someone bring me lunch, okay?” There was silence for a beat then more muffled snickers. Kalvin shook his head and both Blake and Dale had small smiles at the antics. “How about we just don’t get injured, yeah?” Caleb said wryly. “Fine. Oh, I figured out who the blond is.” “Yeah?” “Pretty sure he’s the manager of Exploxion.”