Author Of The Chosen Novels & Stories

I said abit scared The page flipped again and started writing "THE KEEPER OF THE BOOK IS PASSED DOWN FROM GENERATIONS TO ONLY THE NEXT CHOSEN ONE WHICH IS WHY I AM HERE TODAY" "So, you think I'm the chosen one" I asked "ONLY THE BOOK DECIDES WHO TO BE PASSED DOWN TO AS THE CHOSEN ONE" "So that's a yes then" I asked curiously "IF THE CHOSEN ONE SHALL ACCEPT THIS GRAND QUEST, SHALL WE BEGIN?" I wasn't sure of the answer to that question... I mean my life is perfect... What more can this book give me that I don't already have??

Fillian spoke on my behalf even before I could open my lips. "You have no right to question, Fillian. This is Queen Luna's command!" the high priest suddenly made her voice louder. "Didn't you hear me what I call her? She's the Chosen Maiden! Her fate was written in the book made thousands of years ago. Her life was foretold by our forefathers. She is undoubtedly higher than the Queen. Now, tell me what does she want?" Fillian stressed every word to her. He gave an impact to the 'Chosen Maiden's position as it was written in their laws. The high priest had no choice but to answer.

"So, do we have a chosen one?" "Yes."

Queen Elowyn says, her tone calm yet laced with something eerie. I let out a short, humorless chuckle. “But you didn’t tell him to particularly choose me. I’m sure if we dissect your brain, I’d be the last on your list compared to the other Frostveil she-wolves that night at the King Selection Ball. So if you think I should be indebted to you… you’re absolutely wrong.”

"They say the true queen can stand in his fire and not burn.The dragon will kneel for her." "Hush," another one whispered. I did not look at them. I looked at my own hands. Half an hour ago I had been a girl who promised to live. Now I was a girl who had no plan, no friends in this place, and a knee that was beginning to throb again under its dirty bandage. A door opened at the far end of the yard. The man who came out was small and stooped, with a long, papery face. "Tributes," he said. "I am the chamberlain of the Dragon Court. The first round of selection begins now."

That's why to avoid the chaos, it is necessary that the first one the queen gives birth to is a male baby to pass the throne to him and the responsibilities of the king to his people. However, Jade has no intention to be a slave of the king, she also does not want to be confined to the palace for the rest of her life, and she feels no satisfaction in it. That's why, in order to break the agreement through his father and the king, she burned half of her face with a knife that she heated for five hours in the embers of the fire. She screamed loudly in pain, but she endured it just to avoid the marriage agreement.

Dear Readers, Please note that The Chosen Mate is a Paranormal Romance. While it's not as dark as my other works, there are a lot of sexual graphic scenes and forced proximity. Chosen Mate is an alternate storyline for The Forbidden Alpha. The main thought that plagued us by the end of The Forbidden Alpha was, "If only they had more time in the beginning. Things could have been different." In Chosen Mate, they get that time. My goal is to grab you by the ankle and force you to feel every emotion my characters feel. If I'm not giggling, squealing, crying, or getting angry, then this wouldn't be a good read. If you are new here, welcome! I appreciate you taking a chance on my book baby and I t

I stepped out, wrapped a towel around my waist, and headed for my phone on my night table, dialing a number. Phone call: "This is rather late, well, early to be calling someone. What is it that you want, Connor?" I rolled my eyes and huffed out. "Shut up and listen, asshole. Our plans are finally coming together. I found the Chosen." "Who? I hope it's not that moronic girl? What's her name?? Sarah?" "No, it's Sierra." "Don't care." I rolled my eyes again. "So is there some other Chosen you've come upon, if not the granddaughter of Torista?"

We were both werewolves, and choosing her would make things easier for everyone. However, once the preacher started talking, I knew what I had to do. My happiness was first, above all others. Wait, maybe I shouldn't be letting his preaching get to me. All my life I'd never paid any attention to those people and their beliefs. This time however, it made too much sense. Me and Lena, that was fate, the world bringing us together, and nothing could tear us apart. Me and Fiona, well, that was just human expectations, and I knew that even if I could live with it for a while, it would only be delaying the inevitable. I couldn't keep up with it for my entire life, that would be torture. "Do you agre

Cornelia’s hands moved steadily to remove the glass as she talked. "Since I’ve felt the bond, and I found out about your background, I was only seeing one obstacle after another. If you are just a guy from Drake’s pack, it would be easy. If you are a guy from Talia’s pack, it would be easier. But instead of making it easy, the forces beyond us decided that we should be soulmates and things became... challenging." With the last piece of glass out of his hand, Cornelia murmured ancient chants that sounded like a lullaby, and his wounds closed at the rate visible to the naked eye.