Rimuru X Chloe Novels & Stories

Chloe took a deep breath and raised her arms as she was feeling the wind. While Chloe was enjoying the wind, Remi took a break from typing and saw Chloe. In Remi’s perspective, she was a weirdo who is dancing behind the school’s church. What the heck is she doing? As she kept on glancing at Chloe, they accidentally made eye contact.

Chloe wears white, though it already feels like a poor choice. Nerrissa studies Lira carefully. The girl does not fidget. Does not look toward the crowd for reassurance. She rolls her shoulders once, then lifts her chin with annoying composure. “Begin!” Damon calls. Chloe attacks first, fast and furious. Her fist cuts through the air toward Lira’s jaw. Lira ducks, then pivots, driving her elbow toward Chloe’s ribs. Chloe twists away just in time, catching Lira’s wrist and attempting to flip her.

Luna Zendaya smiled, “I love that.” Princess Chloe took my hand and pulled me to the table they were all sitting at. We hadn’t been seated more than five minutes when a plate of delicious smelling food appeared in front of me. Chloe asked, “So you are mates with a werebear?” I smiled and nodded, “Don’t forget that he’s a warlock too.” She agreed, “That’s right. I forgot. So, you guys are perfect for each other.” I chuckled, “So perfect that we are actually true mates; not just fated mates.” Chloe gasped, “That’s so awesome! I can not believe that. It’s so rare to find a true mate.”

They still took me to a nearby restaurant, two blocks from their office, all the while complaining that I was giving them blue balls. We found Chloe there, enjoying a meal with an unfamiliar male. I hadn't seen her since the mating ceremony, and now that I had, I couldn't help but remember her wicked smile when I stepped on the stage. I swear there was something odd and unsettling about it; it was like she had known something bad was going to happen. As if feeling her eyes on me, she lifted her face, and when she gazed at me, her lips stretched into a sinister smile. "Enjoy your time with your mates while it lasts, you never know what tomorrow might bring." Her voice surprisingly invaded my

I asked, already knowing the answer would be very dramatic. Chloe Rivers, my best friend since forever is a 5'7 petite redhead. She's almost two years older than me just like my siblings Ryder and Reena. She has big brown eyes that take most of her small round face, a cute button nose and perfectly rounded rosy lips. She's the most bubbly person I've ever met and she's an only child to the Gamma of my pack, The Raven Claw Pack. "Reena and her crew were totally dissing Emily's outfit in the cafeteria," Chloe said, barely containing her giggles. "I mean, who does that? And then, Rachel joined in, and it was like a competition to see who could be the most brutal."

The sounds inside struck me like lightning. Chloe let out a soft, teasing laugh. "Darling, are you actually going to honor the Blood Moon vow?" Damian chuckled lightly, each note dripping with indulgence. "Babe, that was only a chain to keep her and her pack in check. Tonight, you're the one I want." Then I heard the sound of clothes tearing and Chloe's restrained moans. The sweet, fruity scent clung to me, like an invisible hand closing around my throat. I stood rooted, blood turning to ice, every inch of me paralyzed.

"No amount of royal cloaks can hide a ruined reputation." Suddenly, the heavy double doors of the dining hall slammed open. Chloe Mercer marched into the crowded room. Her bright bronze curls bounced wildly as she moved, and her cute face was flushed red with pure, unstoppable fury. Chloe saw the disgusting papers covering the tables. She saw the students laughing and holding up the fake photos. Her heart burned with intense rage and deep, protective love for her best friend.

KHLOE’S POV. “Hi girlfriend.” I heard him say in his deep masculine voice as he leaned in to place a kiss on my forehead. His right hand going around my waist. I felt anger, and hatred surge through me. My eyes landing on the same lips he had spat on me with, few days ago, days before my death. I suddenly felt the urge to puke on him. Why? Why him of all Wolves? Why did the moon goddess have to mate me to the same Wolf that made my first life a living hell?

And if push came to shove, Mila would obliterate these Keplins, Rivera, Lapiz, Brown, Jones with a flick of her hand. “When you went through the Martin kingdom, Jones kingdom and Brown kingdom, did you feel anything? Did you smell anything? Felt hungry?” Arthur asked, digressing from Chloe’s rant. “Smell? Hunger?” Chloe asked seriously. And then her expressions cleared up suddenly. “Oh, Arthur Collins, is it what I think it is?” Chloe laughed. “What?” Arthur asked innocently. “You are trying to find me a mate!” Chloe exclaimed. “Oh my god, I am so stupid. You think that if I find a mate, I would be drawn to him, and you will be free. Then you will not be held accountable, isn’t it?”

A ripple. Chloe walked in.Perfect hair. Perfect coat. Perfect smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Ruth’s body went rigid. Chloe’s gaze locked onto them instantly. And then… she smiled wider. “There you are,” Chloe said brightly, approaching the table. “I was wondering when you’d stop hiding.” Leonard stood. “Sit,” Chloe said calmly. “This isn’t about you.” Ruth’s heart hammered violently. “What are you doing here?” she whispered. Chloe glanced at the table. At the tea. At Ruth’s pale face.