Chosen: A House Of Night Novel Novels & Stories

As my curiosity took hold of me, I got out of the water to take a look at the book. The title of the book was, "The ways to his heart" by Roland Staff. I opened the first page of the book and I got bored. I dropped the book and on my way diving back into the water, I saw that the girl with the long brown hair was back to get her book back. I turned back and said, "Hi, I'm Sebastian Nightclaw. The Alpha of Silverbrook Manor. You are?" She looked at me as though she had seen a ghost, grabbed her book and ran as fast as she could.

How I wish I was just in my room, lying in my bed and staring blankly at the ceiling. Asher didn't utter a word. He just started to walk towards Shelly. That was the time when my heart started to shuttered into pieces. I was about to witness my love of life accepting her mate, and unfortunately, it was not me. "I, Asher Lennon, accepted you, Shelly White, as my mate." Shelly smiled. "I, Shelly White, accepted you, Asher Lennon, as my mate."

A long, grotesque howl swept through the house, rising from the depths beneath the floor. I felt the bond inside me twist, as though it recognized the presence below—and despised it. "What is that?" I asked, already knowing I would not like the answer. Vardam smiled, cold as ice. "The next page of the story." I swallowed. "You mean the book, don’t you?" "Have you read it all?" "All of it?" I let out an incredulous laugh. "Have you seen the size of that thing? It is practically a graveyard of trees. It has hundreds of pages."

Instead, I pushed him aside and headed straight for the door. "One kidney is enough to survive. Even if I refuse the transplant, the hospital would never give both kidneys to Trinity. All of you need to stop dreaming." Mom's face darkened instantly. She blocked my path, refusing to let me leave. In the struggle, I had no idea what Nathan did to me, but my vision suddenly went black, and I collapsed. … When I woke up again, I was in a secluded house in the countryside. Nathan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, speaking softly on the phone. "Just rest up and get ready for the surgery. I'll have someone watch over Tegan.

Then we sat around drinking whiskey and bourbon and talking. As we sat and drank, June came over and asked if Emily and I would come outside with her. Juniper and Emily were best friends growing up. Juniper also happened to be the smartest person I’d ever met. Her parents owned a bookstore, and she had read every single thing they’d ever gotten in. She had always been really into werewolf history .. and she was big on research too. When June had something to say, you listened. Because it was almost always important .. and she was usually right.

They never warned us about the pain. I stood at the edge of the clearing, my bare feet sinking into cool earth as the full moon rose higher in the sky. Silver light spilled through the towering pines, bathing the Nightfang Pack grounds in an eerie glow. The air was thick with anticipation, with the scent of wolves and pine and something sharper, power. Tonight was the Choosing. Tonight, fate would decide everything. My hands trembled at my sides as I lifted my chin, forcing myself to breathe. Around me, members of the pack gathered in a wide circle, their voices low, expectant. Some watched with curiosity. Others with pity. A few with thinly veiled contempt.

Rem said as he moved further into the room, with me following behind him. “That makes sense, I suppose, but you can’t keep everyone out either, so I assume you keep tabs on those who live here?” I asked curiously as I looked at the books as we passed by. I spotted a collection of vampire books, some of which were quite popular. All of them were fictional, however, so I had my question answered with that.

That said- “Why would the Hecate Pack send us a letter?” Chase questioned, as Dominic took the letter out of the guard’s hands and gave it a read. As he read the contents, his face was paling up, and he silently handed the letter to Chase, increasing our confusion and worries. Once Chase read what was in the letter, even he was starting to pale. “Daddy, Chase. What’s wrong?” Casey hesitantly ask. “The letter is an invitation… of the Choosing Night. And you, Casey, were chosen to join it,” Dominic answered.

The sweet smell and the coppery taste of it in my mouth were all I could ever think about. Before I knew it, I was already on my feet, staring at the open door of my chamber. Annalise. That was her name. I shouldn't hurt her. I shouldn't feed on her again. But then my senses left the chamber. It traveled through the dark and quiet streets. It went to the familiar road and then to that familiar house where I was earlier. And then to the open window on the second floor where the sweet smell was coming from. Then I saw her lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, not having any idea that I was watching her.