Animation Vs Animator The Chosen One Novels & Stories

“I don’t like what he did. He’s a total jerk.” Nico said nothing. Her chest burned as she stared blankly at the screen, her thoughts tangling into knots. Every second the video played felt like acid dripping into her veins. “What are you going to do now?” Ava asked, suspicion lacing her voice. Nico exhaled shakily, the words tumbling out before she could stop them. “I don’t care about how handsome he is. His character is disgusting. Take what he did to his mate—someone chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. Even if he wanted to reject her, he should’ve done it in private. Can you imagine how humiliated she must feel?” Her voice trembled, but her anger sharpened it into a blade.

I am Aurora, Princess of the Crimson Moon, the North's most powerful pack. But I gave my heart to a worthless rogue named Blake. In my past life, I defied tradition to make him my personal guard. We were inseparable. I fought my own pack to make him my mate. But on the night of our mating ceremony, under the Blood Moon... He plunged a silver dagger straight into my heart. I was three months pregnant with his child. As I bled out, he whispered in my ear, his voice dripping with venom, "If it weren't for you, I'd already be with Clara. You deserve this!" That's when I understood. He never loved me. He only craved power. He had always wanted my sister, Clara—the pack's chosen heir. Then, I open

he growled. The First Shadow tilted its head. Not at Adrian. At Emily behind him. “Bearer…” The word rolled like distant thunder. “Chosen… Fate… awakened…” Emily felt Adrian’s fingers tremble on her waist. “No,” he said quietly, fiercely. “You don’t get to decide who she becomes.” The cavern trembled faintly, as if reacting to his defiance. The white fissure behind the creature glowed for a moment—soft, flickering—like a heartbeat attempting to revive.

Until there was nothing left but a small child. A boy. Maybe six years old. He looked around. Confused. Frightened. Human. The Original knelt in front of him. “What do you choose?” The child looked at her. Then at Emily. Then at Elias. Finally, he looked at the newborn universe. He smiled. “I choose to see what happens.” The Original began crying. Because she finally understood. That was what she had wanted all along. Someone who could choose without being told what the answer should be.

A Chosen is different to a Fated; a Chosen is someone you fall in love with, where the bond is so strong that it creates a Golden Thread similar to a wedding ring. How fucking amazing is that? It spurred me on to do this, to end what I have with Avanah before planning to move forward with Kaia. I’m not letting her go, not ever again. She called me a few minutes ago to inform me that she’ll be going to New York this weekend to speak with Kira’s mother. Apparently the Goddess might have a way for her to reject and sever her bond with Bjorn - another reason why I need to do this as soon as possible.

I dropped to all fours, heavy and powerful, my chest rising and falling with each breath. Lucas froze. Just for a moment. And for the first time, I saw it. Fear. “Scared already?” I growled. My voice was deep and rough not human anymore. Lucas stared at me. “So the stories were true,” he said slowly. “The chosen one has become a beast.” He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. Only one of us leaves here tonight.” I let out a fierce roar and ran toward him. We collided with a powerful crash, like two walls of strength meeting.

CAIN I don’t move first. That matters. If this were fear, the bond would flare. If it were rage, the Devourer would lean in, tasting it. But this is choice. Cold. Anchored. Final. The creature shifts its weight—efficient, balanced, already predicting trajectories. It has learned how long hesitation lasts in us. It knows the window where mercy lives. It intends to pass through it. “No,” I say quietly. Not to the construct. To myself.

“You can always get out and leave, but then, I’ll see you naked. Again.” “Just… Just stay over there… Okay?” I begged. Calian came to a complete halt, a wide smile across his face. Not a grin that might be seen as a sign of contentment. It seemed more like something you'd see on a predator getting ready to jump onto its victim than anything else. “I’ll stay over here. Can we talk?” He asked, 5 feet from me. “Do I have a choice?” I spewed. He chuckled again and shook his head. “No, no you do not.”

But in not far away, Gavin, Kulas and Khez were there and they both fighting out of their lives. • • • • • • • •+ Happenings in my life right now is nowhere to put back instead of holding a pen I hold Guns instead. These unreal monsters who surrounds me are only appears in my dreams but I think I myself was also in my dreams alone. I positioned myself, and started firing them using my AEK-971it has knife in it. I loved action movies eversinced like how I wish I was once the protagonist of those movies maybe deities granted my wish

the doctor said. "W-What?" she said. "I'm sorry, but I have to ask you this, do you have another Alpha in your heart?" the doctor said. "What are you talking about? Why do you ask that?" she said. "Because that's the reason for what he's feeling now, you have to choose one, he's just an ordinary Alpha, making him second is the same as rejecting him and you know what the consequences of that rejection are, right?" the doctor said. "Death?" she said.