This is a slow build fanfiction based after the storm in Life Is Strange. The story continues right after the game, and it follows Chloe and Max on their journey to move on. The story progresses, adding new twists and turns, along with the development of Chloe and Max's romantic relationship. (None of the art or music...
This is a oneshot of how I imagine the ending of episode 5 after saving Chloe. It seriously needed to be written.
It has been over a year since Arcadia Bay was destroyed Chloe and her parents and all survivors from Blackwell were moved by the state one town over. Max and Chloe find trouble with the people around them, old enemies and friends return. Most people are ok with Max and Chloe being a couple but they find someone they k...
*COMPLETED* Something strange is happening is Arcadia Bay. Time is falling apart and Max and Chloe are being tossed between realities. With the help of a mysterious character, Max and Chloe try to find a way to fix reality and set time back to normal, even if it means risking their lives. The story starts with how you...
Chloe Price and Max Caulfield are co-workers and best friends and have been for a few years. But they both have secretly liked each other ever since they were Pre-Teens. Do they end up together or will they not.
you were red and you liked me 'cause i was blue but you touched me and suddenly i was a lilac sky then you decided purple just wasn't for you
In this Life is Strange fanfic, we get to experience a world where Max didn't leave Arcadia Bay. She and Chloe are closer than ever. Both the girls think it is more than friendship, but they're afraid of their feelings. Rachel Amber makes it even harder. Her sudden interest in Chloe makes Max uncomfortable. Find out w...
This is an AU where Max never left Arcadia bay to help Chloe and Joyce grieve after the death of Chloe's father, William. Five years pass and Chloe is still mad and upset over the death of her father but she had also developed feelings for max who had helped her through the roughest part of the grieving period. Little...