Absolute Choice Novels & Stories

“You did. Because even though I saw you all the time, it was you who made the first move in that basement.” “I was too afraid to approach you. That one night changed everything.” “I’m glad,” I tell her. “I’ll never take that or you for granted. I love you so damn much.” “I love you too. And just so you know, Ethan McKay, I would choose you all over again. Every damn time.” We kiss like we’re the only people in the room. And when I pull away, blue eyes shine as she looks at me, I’m overjoyed that this woman is mine forever.

she asked. “I didn’t have a choice” he said still looking at me and no one else. “Did you give her a choice” she shouted at him. “Did you explain what would happen, you knew you had a connection with her. That you could bond with her if she drank your blood and you still did it anyway, you selfish bastard". "I did it for her" he shouted back. "You did this for you, you wanted to bond with her from the moment you seen her in the clearing, and you didn’t even give her a choice, you took that away from her, you’re as bad as her Alpha mate” Indy scolded him and tears burnt my eyes.

Only choice. The word sat heavy in Ava's mind. She had thought she understood it, had believed that her decisions throughout this crisis had been freely made. But looking back, she saw the architecture of necessity that had shaped every move, the invisible constraints that had narrowed her options until only one path remained visible. True choice required more than the absence of obvious coercion. It required the presence of genuine alternatives, each with its own legitimacy, each demanding its own sacrifice.

“If.if you are the moon goddess then why did you write so much pain in my mother’s destiny?” “She herself asked for those pains to give you what you want which was not written in your destiny. Now, choose carefully my child between LOVE OR REVENGE. If you will choose LOVE, you will be blessed with a loving mate for a life and if you will choose REVENGE then you will be blessed with a powerful wolf and his curse.” “I will go with the second option.” “Your future will be the outcome of the present decision, Zayden, So choose carefully.” “I believe I already made a choice.”

That he would fight for me. I held my head up even as the tears threatened to fall and I wanted to hide somewhere, away from the eyes of the people. “Yes, I do.” Came his husky reply and my hands instinctively clenched the gown. “Do you hereby take Kelvin Price as your Alpha and Groom, to submit to and love his pack?” The Priest asked me. My eyes twitched in their sockets. Every part of me screamed no but I willed my lips to answer. “Yes, I do.”

But that doesn't mean I'll automatically choose you. "Regardless, it's clear that selecting me is the most advantageous option for you," Timothy insisted. Mia narrowed her eyes, sensing there was more behind Timothy's assertion. What did he mean by suggesting that choosing him was the optimal decision?

Alexander began, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly calm, instructional tone. "Since you behaved well, I will let you choose. I will give you three options. You choose one from them. I will repeat the options twice. First to let you know the options and second to let you choose the option. As I repeat them, you will choose them by wiggling your ass in the air like a little bitch you are." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against Sean’s blindfolded face. "If you miss the first option, you can only choose the latter one, and if you miss all, then you will have to suffer the sum of all options. Did you get that?"

I looked at him. "He's never chosen," I said. "That's the thing about men like him. They don't choose. They manage. They position and they leverage and they create situations where the outcome they want is the only available outcome. They engineer the removal of alternatives." I paused. "He's never been in a room with someone who looked at the engineered options and chose the thing that wasn't on the list." Alexander looked at me steadily. "He's wrong," he said. "Because he's never seen what happens when I choose."

He closed his eyes, memories rushing in. University. He’d been the untouchable Alpha heir, ice-cold to everyone. His inbox was flooded with love letters; the hallways were lined with hopeful she-wolves trying to catch his eye. The student council president, a friend, had suggested, “Kade, maybe just pretend to be close to someone? It might deter the others.” It seemed like a practical solution. His eyes had scanned the campus grounds, landing on Sara. From then on, he consciously showed her preference—only accepting water from her hand, letting his gaze find only hers during speeches, allowing the rumors about them to spread. It worked. The attention lessened.

And what did I get in return? A husband who wanted to have a test-tube baby with his old flame—and a surrogate who just so happened to be her mother. My mocking tone filled his eyes with despair. However, staring into those bloodshot eyes, I felt nothing anymore—no anger, no sadness, not even disappointment. I had no wish to waste another word on him. I turned to leave. Suddenly, madness flashed across his gaze as he grabbed me, pinning me against the courtyard wall. He lowered his head, trying to press his lips to mine. Disgust churned in me so violently that I wrenched my face away—and then gagged right in front of him.