God Of Choice Novels & Stories

I bit my lip and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, Elmer suddenly pulled me back at this moment and lost momentum, and I rushed into his chest. Elmer is shirtless, and now my body is in direct contact with his skin; I can even hear his heartbeat. My cheeks were red, I wanted to avoid this intimacy, but Elmer didn't think so. He pressed my head against his chest and spoke coldly. "What do you think when your mate is a devil like me? Would you refuse the sacred relationship that the moon goddess arranged?"

All day it was misfortune for him, and when he thought goddess of luck has smile upon him it turn out it fucking useless old book. still, Theo clutch his heart and started reading the old book, thinking that what surprise he might get after all it was freaking diary of an cultivator. He doesn't know how powerful was that cultivator. Theo started reading the book again, after reading for sometime there was frustrated look in Theo face, anybody who read the book will understand Theo frustration. "fuck", Theo cursed out loud and talk himself," who in the fuck do the same thing for over a week, slightly increasing the number of swinging for over a years, fuck this shit" ,as Theo throw the book d

Jayden blurted out in anger. Staring at him with a blank expression, Rex kept mute until Jayden sat back down with a vicious anger. "As I was saying,” He kept on. "Jaylen is the Moon Goddess chosen Alpha. He is the Moon Goddess Choice and any attempt to go against this would result to the destruction of us all. And I don't think we want that—“ Jayden growled attempting to jump at Rex, but he got beaten to it by his twin brother. "No way! No way this is really happening!" Jaylen stood up with rage.

“That particular God made a mistake. I can't tell you who. He turned himself into a werewolf and entered into the world. Unlike me, who just gives marks to special people, he fell in love with a mere mortal, and the woman birthed Kia.” I sat down on the floor and stared at her as she continued. “The agents of darkness found out about this, and just like the gods have chosen people on earth, the agents of darkness do too. They sent their people after the child because a child with direct godly powers would be really great.” “Why didn't the god help his son if he loved the mother so much?” I asked. I mean, why would he let his lover be killed and the child hunted?

The goddess's voice was gentle but firm. “It is his. And I think we both know what he would choose.” She was right. I knew exactly what Kael would choose. He would die for us without hesitation. “So those are my options?” Bitterness entered my voice. “Become a goddess and lose my humanity? Or stay mortal and watch my mate sacrifice himself?” “No.” The goddess shook her head. “Those are two of your options. There is a third.” Hope flickered. “What third option?” “Die. Here. Now. Let it end. You, the baby, all of it.” Her eyes were compassionate.

he thinks of the correct word, “to… sponsor you. To gift you with their watch and powers. You need a god to choose you as their earth representative. And you know a god is interested in you when the wind calls you. And the wind calls you, doesn’t it?” I don’t know what to say. That’s what’s been happening to me my WHOLe Life! A god has been wanting me to be it’s angel. “I saw you on the ledge that day in the ruins. And again the other night on the balcony. I just can’t figure out which god has chosen you.” He looks me up and down. “But I will make sure you are adequately trained for when the choice is revealed. You will have to be trained for my plans.”

In her trance. The man caught in the flame of desire, couldn't resist the temptation. He leaned in, lost in admiring the woman in front of him. It must be a sin to interrupt someone's prayer but he couldn't bring himself to care. He filled his lungs with her sweet scent and erased their distance at once. He claimed her mouth. He claimed her for himself in front of God.

She takes a breath, “Each Species has their own god and this was decided to let you decide if you want to save them to save yourself.” I look at her and notice she is giving me time to ponder and let the information sink in, “Wait! So if i want to live i have no choice but to do this. How is that a choice?!” Im huffing and crying now feeling like i am having something forced on me and i hated that living more less dying.

“You didn’t predict me unplugging Acheron. Or Medusa. Or you end up in that jumpsuit.” “On the contrary,” he said. “I predicted exactly this. You were always going to try to fix the thing you broke. You were always going to choose the most direct, most dangerous path. That’s who you are. It’s why I chose you. It’s why Godmode was built on you.” “Don’t flatter yourself,” I said. “You weren’t the only one in those rooms.” “No,” he said. “But I was the one who saw you clearly and still thought, ‘I can harness this.’ They just thought you were a tool. I thought you were destiny.”

A few whispered names too old for any mortal ear to recognise. She hadn’t flinched. She hadn’t wept. She had chosen. And choice, true choice, was louder than fire. Behind her, the voice of the God Below stirred the air, quieter now, less certain. Still vast, but cracked at the edges. “You could have ruled.” She turned slightly, enough to let her voice meet it like a blade through fog. “I did.” “Then why break it?” Her eyes glowed, gold at the center, silver at the edges, like wildfire seen through storm glass.