God Of Choice Novels & Stories

Edward and Aaron were right behind me. The ground cracked beneath our feet, light seeping up through the fissures. When I reached the ridge, I turned and faced it again. It was closer now. Too close. “Why me?” I shouted. “Why did you choose me?” The god’s eyes burned brighter. Because you were the first to listen. I almost laughed. “I never listened. You forced your way in!” And yet you carry my heart. That truth hit harder than the thunder rolling around us. I wasn’t chosen. I was made.

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.

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.

"I didn't test it. It felt — limitless isn't the right word. Unbounded. Like there wasn't a wall, just a choice of how far to extend." Zane was quiet. "My mother wrote about this," he said. "Not from experience — she didn't survive long enough for the power to settle fully. But she wrote about what the texts described." He paused. "She called it the Goddess's sight. Not seeing exactly. Feeling. Being able to feel the state of things from a distance." "The Chosen is supposed to be able to feel the health of the pack system," I said. "That's in the original texts. Not the individuals — the system. Whether it's working. Where it's breaking."

he lets out angrily, voicing out his frustration. “That is my decision, Edmond. I do not owe you an explanation for my decision. If you had brought a decent girl like Nicole here, maybe I would have given you my approval and let you have the company. But you chose her and I have to be sure that she is not a gold-digger before I give you my blessings!” he scolded him furiously, making Nicole so proud and excited to be named as the chosen one.

An incredibly handsome guy with amazing stamina and a body that could rival a greek god's any day. I groaned, falling to the floor. I was wholly and surely, incredibly fucked.

he replied Studying him now, “Do you believe in coincidence?” I asked “No," he replied “Then what do you believe in?” “Timing and decisions," he replied. “Plus people who are forced to make them," he continued. “You knew who I was when I walked in that day.” I ask "Yes, I do.” Mark replied “And you still hired me.” I said "Yes," he plied casually “So it wasn’t totally about my qualifications that you hired me." I continued He did not deny it. "No," he said

“I understand how you feel about love, James. I too understand that sometimes we have to make choices in order to protect the ones that we love, even if that choice could cause us tremendous pain. “Shortly after the devastating world wars of the twentieth century, I decided that enough was enough. Millions of lives had been lost, and that was simply unacceptable. Decisions had to be made and choices realized. I could no longer stand by while humankind brutally killed each other. I feared that our warlike presence and that of our children was causing so much death. Hades, my elder brother, was gaining more and more power, and I could never allow him to take control of this Earth. He would sur

Yeah, good luck with that. Before I started fuming again, I went to the nearest café to get something hot and distracting; what I got, was exactly that. This Goddess walked into the café, and I gathered she was running late as she kept looking at her watch. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was tall and her skin was a smooth mocha chocolate with these high cheekbones, and she wore her hair in a bun with two long strands on either side of her face. Not a face full of makeup, but just enough color to enhance the beauty already there.

“What was my greatest gift to you?” “My life” “Apart from that?” Nahamani scrunched her nose in confusion. After a brief silence, God replied. “Your will”. He said. “I have given every being the gift of choice to do as they please. I cannot take it away from them. If you use that gift to call for me, I will come but until then I will not force myself on you”. “But my lord--” “When Michael spoke to Lucifer, he did not call my name. He praised himself in front of the angels, he exhibited the same trait of pride and you cannot fight evil with evil, now he is paying with his life”.