Novel & Cerita Choosen

It’s not reacting anymore. It’s choosing.

He said. “But she hates me so why would she choose me?!” I asked as I veered my teary gaze to the Kid. “This is a good thing, Ciril. The Moon goddess chose you because you want no one but you to be her Champion! It’s so dope! I’m friends with the Chosen One—” “That’s enough, Clord!” I voiced at Clord now as I shot up to melt feet.

"Hey Elsa, If you were to pick between George and Jaden, who would you go for?" "Hahaha," Elsa laughed. "I see what you're trying to do there." Elsa replied. "C'mon now, just make a choice." Jane continues to persuade her. "Well......, I can't tell for sure what is wrong with George but he's cute tho although not as cute as Jaden. He's still our mate. Maybe we can help him." "I don't remember asking if we can help him. I only asked who you'd choose but since you've said it like that, I wonder what he's suffering from."

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Pure and chosen. And that difference—that choice—was everything.

Chapman Senior rolled his eyes and shot back, "I may be old, but I'm neither deaf nor blind. Do you really think I'd get something this important wrong?" "Mr. Chapman Senior was very clear. Beatrice chose Nathaniel as her fiancé," Isaac added. George cut him off. "No, that can't be right. There must have been some mix-up!" He then turned to me, desperation in his eyes. "Bea, this is a mistake, right? You picked me, but Grandpa must have misheard." "I chose Nate," I answered with a cold smile. Nathaniel's head snapped up at the way I addressed him, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The kind that doesn’t ask to be chosen. Only answered.

She must have not noticed me yet because she looked ahead at Stephanie, her face in a scrowl. I closed my eyes and prayed fervently in my heart that Zahra shouldn't get chosen but once again, luck wasn't on my side. The shortest of the men turned to her side and stared for a long while before pointing at her to be chosen. All eyes in the room turned to Zahra and she looked like she was about to make a scene. Oh no. She still hadn't noticed me. Stephanie smiled as the men chose 7 out of the 10 people she had arranged from them. It seemed like she was more happy that my best friend, Zahra, had been chosen too.

Her eyes, soft and full of longing, looked up at Nathan. "Nathan, I don't want to stay in the guest room. Is that okay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, testing him. Nathan's frown deepened, and his lips parted to refuse. Then he saw the faint red around her eyes. His heart softened, and he said nothing. … When the plane landed in Holnia, Chris Muller was there to pick me up. When he was 18, Chris had been falsely accused of sexual assault after saving a girl and was sentenced to three years in prison. With a criminal record, no company would hire him.

That dominance? Yeah… I’d chosen the right side.