Author Of The Chosen Novels & Stories

I stare at the wall, remembering my father was locked behind the wall. I trace the door and walk into the dungeon. It's a dark path of void. Only soft whines of a man could be heard. A man that was my father. The faint reflection from the burning torch on the wall lit the dungeon up to an extent. He sees me and immediately whimpers. "How could you do this to your father?" He groans weakly. The potion must really be working on him because I've never seen my father this vulnerable before. "I chose you. I chose you to be the alpha, and what do you do? You and Lora put me here? Why?"

Yet there was something in the angle of his head that struck me: a faint acknowledgment, a claim quietly displayed. Cassandra led me forward, her hand warm at my back. “She understands,” she said to him. “We’ll see,” Corin replied. His voice was softer than before, but no less absolute. He dismissed the attendants, keeping only Liska and Jules as silent witnesses. The others withdrew, masks whispering past me, until the room belonged to us. “Do you know what it means to be Chosen?” he asked when the door sealed shut. “Yes.” My voice quivered. “It means I belong to you now.”

Isaiah said. Adrian smirked, “Pretty fucking cool, right?” My head is reeling. “I guess. All the warriors and ranked members are going to get gifts?” “Yes. At the right time. Of everyone, Thalia is the most impressive. She is the chosen one, though, so I guess it’s fitting.” “Chosen one?” I asked. “Yeah,” Isaiah said. “Goes back to the war discussion we will have later.” “Why not now?” I asked.

Darukï said, not waiting for the king to comment. "My sister, the one who came after me, was selected to be the Chosen One. To the Allikans, that is a very high position to a female, and most females aren't treated right in there. But the truth was, while it's true that the Chosen one must be treated with awe and respect, she still suffers, secretly." "What do you mean?" Wazir asked, curious. "The chosen ones come from a specific bloodline. Because their bloodline has attributes that work well with our supreme being."

He dragged the chair from his dresser and sat in front of us. “I don’t think you understand what I am saying. The point is, no matter how the attack comes, some people just pass out and die centrally not die. These people, like you and I, Gina,” Jay took my hand and gazed deeply into my eyes. “They call us the chosen. We have great powers and if we gather everyone that’s like you and I, we would be strong and build an empire–”

Sabrina mumbled out of the blue, and her eyebrows furrowed together like she was assessing something in her mind. In Layla's curiosity, she went beside Sabrina and read the phrase stated in the book aloud. "Who is the Chosen One? Is it a girl or a boy? You can never guess. However, you can easily identify the Chosen One. You can feel her enormous amount of energy that will make you suffocated when the Chosen One will use his/her power. It will make all your senses shiver in fear. You should fear the Chosen One, as thy power will eliminate your existence in this world. In just a snap of his/her finger, everything will be under control. The Chosen One has no mercy upon provoking his/her emotio

Jennifer said shaking her head "Yea,but the sad thing is that everybody isn't going to accept this truth or believe in it" "Why?" Jennifer asked. "It's plain and simple of what the bible says" "Most people rather believe in men instead of their own God. Many are called but few are chosen" "Many are called but few are chosen. What scripture is that?" Jennifer asked "Matthew chapter twenty two and verse fourteen" Sophia replied "How do you know if you're chosen to be into this truth?" Jennifer asked

The moment the key touched my palm, the door reacted. The symbol brightened. The humming grew louder. My skin tingled. And the voice spoke again. “You have brought me back.” My breath caught. “I didn’t bring you back,” I whispered. “I was forced” The spine interrupted again. “You were chosen.” My eyes widened. The word chosen echoed in my mind. Chosen by the spine. Chosen by my father. Chosen by the system. Chosen by fate. I took a step back. My mind raced.

she whispered. He looked at her, eyes dazed. “It showed me… the Bladeborn’s memory. His life. His choices.” “And?” “He was in love. With a witch,” He said. “A new revelation.” The group gathered, breathless. Lerder sat, hunched, still glowing faintly. “She wasn’t just anyone,” he said. “The witch. She was the original Chosen. The first bearer of the prophecy.” Elara paled. “You mean…”

said Khodir. Liem only looked silent and heard the explanation from Khodir then Liem said to himself and said ; "Will I be able to participate in the Death Tournament in the southern continent ?" Liem said in his heart. But somehow Khodir could hear it, namely Liem's ​​voice and said to Liem ; "I'm sure you can do it because you are the Chosen One" Said Khodir "The Chosen One" said Liem softly but clearly. "Yes, the Creator has chosen you to take on this responsibility" Said Khodir