Choice And Chance Dramione Novels & Stories

Again I felt eyes on me. When I looked around I saw Clementine at the gate. I walked to it and invited her in. She looked even sexier than when I saw her yesterday. She couldn’t have been an ordinary human, there had to be something different about her I was picking up on. I felt like she wouldn’t care and would like to fall in love with the unknown and the slightly dangerous. Human or not, I wanted to make her mine. No, I will make her mine and I promise you that.

Weston and Gunner immediately grab me. "I'm just asking for a chance. All I need is one shot to prove that it's me you should be with. I'm the one you should chose as your mate. Not him!" Chance yanks her closer to him. When it looks like he might try to kiss her I lose all sense of reasoning.

In the end, she chose the former. Later, Marie found out that someone from the Nelson family had taken an interest in Dania and wanted to marry her. Dania refused but that man used the children as leverage and forced Dania into marriage. Dania initially agreed to leave with Yohannes because she was pregnant to Marie. Under those circumstances, she was forced to make a decision and ended up choosing Yohannes. But she had never forgotten Myra and Thomas. Marie remembered that Dania had mentioned Myra and Thomas for as long as she could remember.

you you very much, you made it possible for me to be here, I'm very grateful ' ' I'm glad i could be of help see you around, I have to run along to get max some equipment from the bus, bye miss Miller, I wish you the best of luck ' Charles said cheerfully as he walked to the parkway ' thank you '' Cassie said , let go Eloise. they made their way to the front seat , she thought of going to his dress room to see him ' no, it would be best if he sees me here' The sound of the instrument being texted could be heard as the generic background music faded out and the light dimmed, the noise of the cheering crowd grew loud in so much anticipation, big and high energy cheering BLUE MOON. Cassandra's

“I can feel it. I… I can reach it.” “Reach what?” I asked, trying to keep my panic muted. “The thread. The connection.” Her eyes flicked to Josh, then back at me. “I don’t know if it’s part of me or part of them, but I can touch it. I think I can… choose.” The word hit me like a bullet. Choose. Josh nodded once. “Yes. You decide. That’s why I’ve been calm. Because nothing outside of her own decision matters. Not me. Not them.”

The snow-dusted stone path leads to the sacred circle where the Flame burns. Everyone is there. And everyone is watching me. I set my chin, square my shoulders, take firm steps. But inside? Each gaze feels like acid burn. I’m the wrong girl. The wrong chosen one. I grew up here. Helped with hunts. Mended tents, fixed broken traps, brought food to the sick. I was never favorit, but never did I imagine I’d become a public shame. “She’s cast a spell.” “She tampered with the choice.” “She’s a witch’s daughter of course.”

“No, two shots.” I raised a brow. “That’s not even a dare. That’s peer pressure.” “Semantics.” She shoved a glass into my hand. “Drink.” The liquid burned down my throat, smooth but fiery, like liquid courage for a night I hadn’t planned on having. Jenna leaned in next, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Okay, truth or dare?” I exhaled, tilting my head. “Truth.” “Coward,” Nicole teased. Jenna ignored her, a slow smile spreading across her lips. “Did you really never think about sleeping with Gabriel?”

Do this, and he’s yours. No name. No signature. Just a promise. I crushed the paper in my hand. At the time, it had seemed like fate, like the universe had finally seen me, seen my pain, and handed me a lifeline. I had hesitated, sure, but the pull of what could be had drowned out the whisper of right and wrong. I just wanted Lucian. Was that such a terrible thing? To want to be chosen? To not be invisible for once?

“Acting like a spoilt brat” “Spoilt brat” Dude is a doctor! Rather than give him this reminder, I just shake my head and allow him to lead me back to our table. As the night wears on, the alcohol soon loosens me up and I am soon dancing uninhibited with Camila and Tayo. Aput makes several trips to our table to check on us, and on one of those times, pulls me up to dance with him. As we dance to Lights, Camera, Action by Mr. Cheeks, I look in Chris’s direction. He is dancing with one of the gorgeous women in his group; a slim, tall one with skin so light, I can’t tell if she’s just fair, mixed race or even Caucasian. She has her hands crossed around his neck and his are around her slender hip

she didn’t reply so I thought that she must be doing something. The dress that she chooses for me is quite beautiful. It was a maroon-colored dress with a slit on the led area and it was floor length. It was simple yet beautiful. I have told her that I like dresses with a slit in them and she kept that in mind and chose a perfect dress for me. It wasn't slutty and looked nice. I got dressed and came out of the bathroom and saw that angel has bought a makeup kit with her. Her back was on me so when she turned around her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide.