Chosen X Novels & Stories

Giselle hesitated as she looked at the cut on my forehead. Slowly, she walked over to me, but I was still pinned to the ground by the crew leader, a mess of dirt and frustration. The crew leader apologized profusely, bowing deeply, while a service staff member rushed over with a look of concern. "Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan, we're so sorry for the mistake!" she exclaimed. "How about we provide a free makeup artist for the wedding as compensation?"

"Coco, ten o’clock. Do you recognize that woman? Does she ring any bells?" Chloe's gaze followed Emily's indication and immediately laid eyes on Xavia who wore a stunning, long, vintage, red dress. Exuding an air of elegance, Xavia’s every move was reminiscent of a captivating oil painting brought to life. Her carefully applied makeup enhanced her features, further adding to her enchanting allure.

I say and Xiu takes a deep breath before continuing. "As far as your options, I stand by my original assessment. The two of us look very similar. We are tall and thin. We have good noses and pointed chins. Our eyes are bigger... In China, you would have been a natural beauty like me. In America, you were an exotic beauty... Out here, we are not statistically beautiful, according to my findings, but Zarn chose you as his second choice. (She smiles as she says that) He is gorgeous, Jia. I believe he is the best-looking male here. He could have his choice of females, but you captivated him so much that he wanted a second dance with you. Jia, the most beautiful champion in the Harvest tournament

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As a choice. The best kind.

After thinking for a while, I took a deep breath and said to him, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Ronaldo, but I’m choosing Alex.” His eyes widened in shock, and so did Alex’s. He just stood there beside me, frozen. But I didn’t want to waste time. I continued, “He’s someone I never want to lose. So I’m choosing him. And also, he’s the best thing that has happened to me in this whole world. He’s the right man for me, and I’m not choosing anyone else apart from him.”

Angel had already picked her dress, so she was helping me pick mine in the meantime, I showered, shaved, and did all the other things. She picked three dresses for me, when I came out of the bathroom she asked me to try each one of them. The first one was white and sparkly, it was a short dress with a deep V cut. I looked at myself in the mirror, it hugged all my curves perfectly but the V cut was too deep for me and Angel too didn’t like it saying, “It doesn’t match my personality” which was true, I never would have bought it if my friends didn’t insist.

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

Sasha said while looking through clothes. “Of course, I can, come dear this way” she led me away towards the changing room in the back. “Stay here, I will be back with some choices for you” with that she left me in the small cubical changing room. Shortly later she came back with professional looking attire made for an office, some dresses and skirts beautiful blouses, along with casual clothing for outside work hours. After trying on what felt like twenty outfits, she examined everyone. The ones she didn’t like on me she replaced with another, she was gifted she got my size right every time and matched my style without me having to tell her. Once I was finished getting back into my jeans an

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.