God Of Choice Novels & Stories

“Sit.” Maya sat. Lucian remained standing for a moment longer, then took the armchair opposite her. The distance between them felt deliberate. “The offer is real,” he said without preamble. “Chief Advisor to me. Full authority on strategy and external affairs. Salary is three times what Daniel ever paid you, with housing and security included for the first year.” Maya’s fingers tightened on her knees. “Why me? You don’t even know me.”

’’ I said to him in answer as even if I never believed in God, I also never believed in the devil. ‘’You did make me your god. Because in life its either you choose God and become a believer or you choose me, those are the only options. And choose me you did, always listening to my voice.’’ The devil answered looking pleased. ‘’So Nathan, welcome to my Kingdom which you filthy humans call hell. This is your worst nightmare and I shall very much enjoy having you here with me forever. Because if I’m destined to burn in this place forever, I am so not going down alone and will be taking some filthy humans along with me. ’’ He then continued and I could see his burning hatred for me in those bot

Control "Her chosen is someone not very trusted in this pack." Gazing down at me, Gabriel's eyes flickered over my face. Frowning I waited for Gabriel to continue. "Her chosen Damien used to be one of our warriors... a few years ago he was sent on a patrol and disappeared. Six months later, he arrived back at the compound with no injuries. Since that day I found him courting my sister." Taking a deep breath, I nodded. "Since then you feel Ailee has changed?" Gabriel didn't speak; instead, he replied with a nod of his head.

In my last life, I chose to marry Julian, the man I’d adored for years. He betrayed me and tormented me until my dying day. Reborn, I found myself back at the moment the Don asked for my choice. Without hesitation, I pointed to Damien, the man rumored to be a sickly cripple. "The choice has been made." I walked out of Don Alistair’s study, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind me. The candlelight in the hallway flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Silence spread like mist. Then she finished, her tone almost reverent: "And so, I judged. One by one. All who bore his legacy. I saw their choices. Their sins. Their dreams. And now… I stand before the last." Her eyes locked on me. "You are my chosen."

What I will do is open my hand to you when you make the choice. Welcome you with no resentment, for this one ground we share Has drunk enough blood to saturate it for centuries. We may not have had a choice at birth but we do have a choice to either build or destroy each other. "All that he's said . . . it's true, T. We may not have had a hand in how we were made but we do have a choice to make in whether we choose hate," he paused wiping away the perpetual flow of tears from my eyes gently," or love. And from how I see it, hating each other is such an unnecessary energy that drains the chances of good in this world."

He was scared they would choose to stick to the old ways. "I think Alpha Jack here should be perfect. He has proven to have good intentions for us all considering our last meeting and many others. He has the highest shears in the company more than any of us and also worked closely with Queen Agatha in those days." Alpha Alex suggested. Alpha Jack was beginning to think the goddess was working in his favor today. He didn't even contest yet but someone was already nominating him. He felt the stars aligning for him even though he was the brain and master mind behind the king's predicament but they did not know it.

he continued speaking, and with each word he looked happy or as close as he can get to be happy, he laughed loudly while I was trying to process this information. “I’ve lived for years, waiting for the perfect opportunity to rise, getting stronger and stronger. Then I heard about the prophecy made about me and a child, I was angry that these gods think that a child can defeat me! The strongest hybrid in the world! But I never wanted any complications in my perfect plan so I decided to kill it before it becomes a problem” he continued speaking, I knew he was talking about me but I made sure to not show any emotion on my face and listened to him without making a sound.

The psychopathic lord sighed, shaking his head as he continued to glare at his brother; the demonic presence within him making itself known. Hades nodded, turning to look away from the lord of hell as he proceeded in rubbing the back of his neck, his tone almost barbaric. “Perhaps it has, brother. I do believe I must fight for a side now that the war has taken a turn towards death clutches, though I have always supported your cause and will continue to do so now. I believe that you made a grave mistake by taking our niece from her home; she may come to be more powerful than we can imagine. And we both know the side she will choose. Who she will fight for.”

she looked straight at me, “…you get to fight for what you want. You get to choose which side you stand on. Life or death.” “I don’t need the story. All I need is how to get out of here.” “Do you remember the prophecy?” She asked again, totally ignoring what i just said. “I remember,” I said, forcing a smile. “Every word of it.” “The gods brought you here,” she said, “but you must choose. It is not free. Life and death are doors. You may only walk through one.” “I choose,” I said without even thinking, “to become a god.”