Chosen Ones Veronica Roth Book 2 Novels & Stories

Veronica said as her eyes turned red. "Bend down." Derek said as he puts the necklace on her neck. Veronica became dizzy and fell on the ground. A/N: hey beautiful pple. Sorry for the short chapter and any graphical error😑😑 ...look on the bright side, Veronica's double personality is out....wooooo😝😝😝😝 Next chapter is going to be long like..... So it might take awhile before I update. But it will be worth it. So I want to ask, which is the correct spelling 😥 sabastin or Sebastian. Pls comment. The main question is still.... Will Derek make it.

“If you want this, say it.” She thought of the collar clicking around her throat for the first time, the way the sound had echoed in her chest. She thought of the nights she had spent leaning into him and the mornings she had panicked and nearly fled. She thought of Selene’s humiliation and of the bus that had pulled away with her chest cleaving to the glass. Finally, Rose drew in a breath that tasted of rain and resignation and something like hope. “I choose you,” she said—each word deliberate, carved out of the wreckage. “I choose this. For now. I choose to stay and see what it makes of me.”

“You’re assuming love must choose between people.” The Reader’s expression hardened. “Then prove me wrong.” Seraphina looked at Sophia. Sophia looked at Lucien. Lucien nodded. “Together.” They joined hands. Noah. Death. The Devil King. Adrian. Elias. Eve. Everyone joined them. The Reader stared. “What are you doing?” Sophia smiled. “Choosing everyone.” The Choice That Broke the Book Seraphina raised her hand. The golden light returned. “I choose my mother.”

Veronica circled her lips in the shape of O and began to help them as much as she can. But they didn’t accept her help rather shoved her out as politely as possibly they could deny her. Being reluctance, she left the kitchen and walked back to the west wings, having enormous thoughts clouding her mind. She following the spiral staircase aimlessly walked upstairs and as she was about to moved towards her room, but the figure of Orion draw her attention, he seemed to unnoticed her presence completely. Veronica chewed her lower lips, wondered whether to approach him or not. But reminiscing all their past uncomplete conversation that still pricks her heart, she chose to ignore walk away. But as

VERONICA’S POV My heart raced like it had never done before as I dashed into the house. I hurried into my room and two steps into my room, my feet turned numb. And then I stood at the spot and let my heaving chest heave. What should I do? I was still in my dazed state when a rap sounded on the door. “Veronica, please hear me out...” a raspy voice pleaded. I swallowed and faced the door. Veronica, you must choose one; open the door and talk things out with him or never open and never get the chance to hear what he had to say.

Veronica’s eyes opened slowly. The room was dark, lit only by faint moonlight slipping through the window. For a moment, she didn’t move. Then she heard it again. Movement. She turned her head slightly. Christiana’s bed was empty. Veronica’s heart skipped. Slowly, she lifted herself just enough to look around. The door to the dormitory was slightly open. A shadow slipped through it. Christiana. Veronica’s breath became shallow. She’s going again… Without thinking too much, Veronica quietly got out of bed.

he insisted, and then turned to me "It's up to Khez to decide" they looked at me seriously as they waited for my answer. I looked carefully first in case someone would break down and give a sign "Let's go" I said and chose the left direction. They did the same they followed my choice. I was in the lead and they were behind me Is this really right? As my breath went in the direction I had chosen life got here it was not just a simple choice if not a serious choice of life decision.

Chapter 9 “Wait!” Di hopped between me and my door. “Lucy, you have some splain’n to do.” she said in her Ricky Ricardo accent.” I sighed and let her in. She ran in and jumped in my bed, while I changed. “Okay, here goes. I went looking for the keys and I found him, with some girl sucking him off. End of story.” “Bullshit,” she raised both index fingers in the air, “if I know you, and I do; you either did something super sexual, or you kicked his ass.”

“You always have a choice, darling. You just need to make the right one.” I glared at her. “Let’s cut to the chase. What do you want?” Veronica leaned in, her eyes gleaming with something dangerous. “I want what’s always been mine, Charles. And you? You want to win. So here’s the deal: You help me, and I’ll help you.” I swallowed hard, my mind racing. This was it—the moment of truth. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that, whatever decision I made, there was no going back.

He looked down, muttering, "We'll just say you're someone I hired to take care of Pauline." So that was the game. He wanted me to play maid for Pauline and Ryan. "No thanks. The dorm's just fine. Beats living with certain eyesores." "Zoe, you better never come back!" he yelled, storming off. He still thought I'd crawl back, begging for another chance. Too bad for him—I was done. The second I took the job in Avenville, I cut that chapter for good. Once I wrapped up everything at work, Luca and I boarded a train. Avenville was fresh, full of possibility. I believed I could give him the life he deserved.