Novel & Cerita Choose Him Again Lyrics Lds

"I see you now. All of you. And I’d burn a thousand times over to be worthy again." I step closer, the past falling away with every breath. “I don't need you to burn,” I say, and my voice carries across the clearing like dawnlight. “I needed you to grow.” I lower myself until we are eye to eye—two wolves, once broken, now whole. “And you did. Without me. Not because of fate, but because of choice. That’s why I’m here.” My fingers graze his cheek, where the mark once shimmered and then faded. “To choose you.”

he continued, “I choose you again. Not because of what you survived. Not because of what you saved. But because of who you are when no one is watching. You are my peace. You are my courage. You are my forever.” Tears spilled freely down my cheeks. I took his hands. “Nathan,” I said, my voice shaking, “I choose you even on the days when fear whispers. Even when the past tries to reach back for me. Even when I’m tired. I choose you in light and in darkness. You are my safe place. My love. My home.” Lucian cleared his throat softly. He turned to Carmen.

“Let me be the mate you deserve. The warmth in my chest grew, spreading through my entire body, making me feel lighter. I hesitated, Then stopped. And everything snapped into place. The bond tightened, and the sparks flared to life like electricity. I swallowed. “I choose you Mason,” my voice cracked. “Fuck, I choose you.”

My grip on the urn tightened. "Haven't I explained it to you? There will be other kidneys! I'm a doctor—I have to think about the patient first. Lacy was in the best stage for recovery, and giving her that kidney gave her the highest chance of survival! I know you were worried about Cammy, but she had already waited so long. Would a little more time have made such a difference? Cammy's my daughter—I'm not going to just abandon her…" His words were full of exasperation, as if I were the one being unreasonable, as if I were just a hysterical woman making a fuss.

I knew what he meant. Our union had been strong. But it had been born in chaos. “I want to renew them,” he said. “When this is fully behind us. Not as an alliance. Not as necessity. As choice. Fully. Publicly. For real this time.” The idea struck something warm and electric inside my chest. A vow made without threat. Without shadow. “You’re asking me to marry you again?” I teased gently. “I’m asking you to choose me again,” he corrected. I didn’t hesitate.

"Your girlfriend was hospitalized, yet you left her here alone. It seems to me that you're not exactly a responsible boyfriend. What else have you done for her, aside from breaking her heart and making her cry? "When a woman chooses to be with a man, it's because she wants to have his love and care. But what have you given her? You're unworthy of her! Also, you have no right to tell me what to do." Timothy was taken aback by his harsh words. Then, he looked Ellis in the eye and laughed carelessly. "I'm unworthy of her, huh? You think you deserve her? No matter how unworthy I am, Madeline has still chased after me for years without complaint!"

I whisper, looking away from him when he grips my chin, tilting my face up and forcing me to look at him. He shakes his head, his thumb brushing across my lips gently, and his eyes soften. “No, if I have the choice, I will always choose the both of you before myself.” He murmurs. My eyes prickle oddly, but I refuse to give in to that emotion. His words, as much as I long to believe him, history always repeats, and I am never chosen, never loved or missed, but hearing those words, it’s almost like he truly means them. I am delusional.

My gaze locked onto Chad's, “Your humanity...where's your heart?" Chad's smile twisted. "My heart beats for innovation. I simply want to make my kind better. Stronger and rulers." He smirked. “It should have been me,” he thumped his chest with his fist. “I should have been the chosen one! But since the dumb goddess has decided to deny me, I will take fate into my own hands.”

“Yeah. I can't just stand up and say, ‘Hey, you’re being deceived. Turn back.’ I can’t say that. It’s cheating. It’s your race. You have to face it yourself.” “Okay then. If you’re not going to help, then I’ll find my way back myself,” I said. I wasn’t sure if I was thinking clearly, but I accepted my decision and began to walk away from him. I needed to get back before Ellie. I had to do it on my own. “Well, I could help you through the shortcut if you don’t mind,” he called, running after me. “I thought you said that was cheating?” I stopped and turned to look at him.

Ronan is the Alpha of Silverpine Pack. To protect Mara, the widow of the warrior who died saving him, and her young son, he repeatedly chooses them over his own family. The entire pack praises his loyalty and honor. Only I know that every promise he keeps to Mara teaches his own daughter to stop waiting for him. Then Ivy writes in an assignment at the pack academy: [My father is dead.] [He did not die at the border. He died at Mara’s house. Every time she called, he went to her and forgot how to come home.] Ronan finally realizes something is wrong and returns with a belated gift. What he does not know is that a summons from the Northern Crown has already reached me. In fifteen days, I will