Harry Potter Chosen One Novels & Stories

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.

"Anyways, let me get to the point of my visit. Mum, you have to choose one of the two. You are suffering and, along with you dad and Harold are also suffering. Dad hasn't genuinely smiled since this has happened. He tries to hide it from me, but I can hear him cry in the evenings when he goes to bed. He misses you so much it's hurting him. I am truly sorry to do this, but I have to ask you, do you want Harold or dad? You don't have to answer now, but you will have to soon. As soon as possible so we can end the suffering of all three of you. Please mum." I had started crying at the last part because I was literally begging her at the moment to choose. I'm not dumb. I know that one of the two

Beads of sweat started forming on my forehead and I knew what was coming next. Before I could even name it, the hunger came. It was so intense and I thought I could lose my mind. Vampires drink blood. And I am a vampire. Not just an ordinary vampire but a cursed one. I get this insatiable hunger when midnight strikes and I couldn't control myself. But I don’t understand why I am having the feeling now when it’s not yet midnight. I looked at the girl in front of me, wearing a worried look on her face. Her name’s Annalise, a new student. And if she doesn’t run away right now, she’d be my victim.

“The chosen one is near, but far away.” The villagers gasped in shock, their faces filled with confusion. Maria stepped forward, her face pale with anxiety. “Who is the chosen one?” she asked. Sello shook her head. “I cannot say,” she said. “The goddess has not revealed that to me. All I can tell you is that the chosen one is close, but not yet in your midst.” The villagers looked around, their eyes searching for some sign of the chosen one. Suddenly, a voice rang out from the crowd. “I believe I am the chosen one,” it said.

Dumbledore made a pause while some students passed by them, and continued talking. "I did it. The young Death Eater became my spy into the Dark Lord people, and I warned the couples about how the Dark Lord was after them and their babies. They, then, went into hiding. They even put their hiding houses under the Fidelius charm. By the Halloween of 1981, the Dark Lord had made his choice of who was the 'chosen one', and with the help of the treason of their secret keeper, he attacked the Potters' hiding house. The result of it is already well known. The couple got killed, while the baby managed to survive and rebound the killing curse back to its caster with only a wound in the shape of a ligh

His whole existence is just a huge coincidence. "And to answer your question from before, yes what I said on that day was very much real," he told me. I looked at him contemplating what to say next because I guess there's no escaping it anymore. The supernatural world exists and I'm somehow a part of it. "So what's this chosen one thing?" "You are a chosen one. You are destined to protect the sacred book from any harm until your time is finished." "So where is this sacred book?" "In your possession." In my possession? I don't remember having a sacred book with me.

A sly smile crept its way into her reddened lips, her eyes squinting with her smile, “Your highness, we've found the Chosen One.” This seemed to have caught my father's attention as his relaxed sitting position changed instantly, on this information he sat up more properly, leaning forward, “Go on, who are they?” Sasha drew out as though she had the upper hand before the king before she finally answered, “It’s a girl named Diana.” My heart stopped, they were talking about Diana and how she was the Chosen One. What was the chosen one and why did it matter? I may have already heard about this chosen one, but I couldn't recall where I had heard it from.

Kai selected Lyra from Ironhold, a quiet girl I barely knew. Then it was Nyla's turn, and I watched my best friend's face look around in panic as she realized she had no real connections with anyone left. Finally, she said, "Sable from Blackclaw." The guy she'd sat with quietly at dinner last night. They hadn't spoken much, but Nyla was being practical. Better someone neutral than someone potentially hostile. And then, they all turned their eyes to me. I took a deep breath, knowing my choice would shock everyone, and I said clearly, "Darius from Firstfell."

And that’s how I ended up with Drake and Calvin, while Dana is with Nori and Leon. Dana and I might have the same face and last name but that pretty much ends all our similarities. When we were born one of the most powerful mages in the land visited us and she had chosen Dana as a successor. It was a great honor to be “The Chosen One” and be deemed as the next successor in our Society. But from my point of view, it was more of a burden to be “The Chosen One”, than of it being a gift.

Yared might still be able to get some answers from Yegor since the latter had shown respect for him. Yegor let out a soft sigh. “Sir Yared, he’s the Chosen One and successor of the Marciais Power. Yaredʼs gaze fell on James again. “The Chosen One? Those hypocrites from Zymurgy chose one of us to be the Chosen One? Have they lost it?” Yegor beamed at him and gave a slight nod. Suddenly, Herodias gave Yegor a hefty kick. Then, she glared at Yared. “What did you say just now, Sir Yared? James, take away all of his powers now.”