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She felt a sense of unease, but Zeeb's grip on her arm kept her grounded. "Who are you?" Zeeb asked, his voice firm but polite. The woman didn't respond, but instead reached into her cloak and pulled out a small, leather-bound book. She opened it, revealing pages filled with strange symbols and markings. Luna felt a surge of recognition, and realized that this book was similar to the one she had found in the palace. She felt a sense of excitement, and wondered if this woman might hold the key to unlocking the secrets of the book.

I brushed my thumb gently beneath his eye, wiping away the tear that fell. “I’m still here.” He closed his eyes for a moment. Then I whispered, “I choose you.” His eyes opened. He stared at me. I held his gaze. “I choose you, Caleb.” For a second, neither of us moved. It felt like the whole city had gone quiet around us. His eyes stayed locked on mine, like he was trying to understand what I had just said. Then I took another breath. “I don’t know when it happened.” My voice shook. “Maybe I should have known sooner.”

Water surged to their waists. Victor extended his hand. “Come, niece. Complete the bloodline. The choice is yours.” Hope’s light reached a blinding peak. The entire vault trembled as the two bloodlines fought for dominance inside her. “I… I choose…” The words hung in the air as the dome above gave its final groan.

The second. And the third. Choice. He looked at the approaching armies. “Choose.” The word echoed through existence. Some lowered their weapons. Some continued forward. Some screamed. Some laughed. Some simply stared at the living universes they had once been denied. A creature made from a forgotten war stepped forward. “I was supposed to win.” Auren looked at him. “But you didn't.” The creature's body trembled. “Because someone chose differently.” Auren nodded. “Yes.” The creature looked toward the universe where that choice had been made.

Giselle stepped forward, reaching out to help me, but I pushed her hand away. At that moment, I couldn't hold it in anymore. I shouted, "So, you guys weren't in debt at all? You probably even have millions in assets! You lied to me. You were just afraid I'd use the money and block Kevin's path, right?" Kevin grabbed Giselle's hand and sneered, "Why are you yelling? We've already done you a favor by letting you reconnect with your real family. What more do you want? Before you found us, weren't you working yourself to the bone anyway?" he continued, smirking. "What's wrong with doing that now?"

Jinyan pulled me into his arms, his coat wrapping around both of us, his heart beating a steady, defiant rhythm against my ear. We are the rulers of New Macau. We are a love story that just chose the fire over the cage. But as the shadows lengthen and the Spire grows cold, I realize that the Exile’s Choice was only the first test of our endurance. If you choose a beautiful death over a hollow life, have you truly won—or have you just given your enemies the silence they wanted? (Watch out for the next Chapter) 💬 Add to library | Rate | leave your reviews |

“Scarlett chose.” Choose. The same word as before, but heavier now because the bridge beneath us felt smaller. I felt the pull of Loren's offer in Prague, Echo-2 humming strategies back to me, Kade’s mercantile calm, Maria’s venomous ability to wrap truth in cruelty. Choose who would shape me. Choose whether I was a weapon or a queen. Choose who lived and who died. “Will you walk away if I refuse?” I asked Kade. “If I say no?”

Marcia, with her tactical mind and unwavering resolve; Kiri, whose knowledge might prove crucial against a being as old as the godking; and Dilo, her void-corrupted arm possibly giving her insight into the godking's powers that others lacked. The decision had not been easy. Lacey had argued fiercely for inclusion, citing her combat knowledge. Cassius had volunteered his protective abilities. Even Grub had made a surprisingly eloquent case for himself, insisting that his unpredictability might confuse the godking. But in the end, Rex had chosen based on a feeling—an instinct that these three together would form the strongest possible front against whatever awaited them. A knock at his door in

Then let's break the prophecy instead. The man stepped forward. You can't. Lyra looked at him. Watch me. He raised his hand. The entire golden world shook. You think love can overcome design? No. Lyra raised her chin. Choice can. The little girl looked at her. Mother... Lyra extended her hand. Choose. The girl stared at it. What if I choose wrong? Then we'll face the consequences together. What if I kill you? Then I'll trust you not to. The little girl's tears fell.

Really wonder why I chose her. "So you're having an affair with Lora? The girl you chose for Jay? How could you Zach?" I ignore her and just focus on adjusting my shirt. "You're horrible. Your son, our son, the heir is missing and you're here messing around with Lora? How cruel are you? What's your plan huh? What's your game? You want to make Buck the next Alpha while his brother is somewhere only the goddess knows where and you want to tell the rest of the pack he died?"