Harry Potter Chosen One Novels & Stories

he explained. “Well, my mind is an open book. Go right ahead.” He chuckled. “I can't read yours. I can't even force myself into it.” “What do you mean you can't read my thoughts?” I asked, turning to him. “Is there something I'm missing?” “It's just because you're the chosen one” he whispered with a smile. I brushed my blonde hair, which kept dancing in the wind, away from my face. “What does me begin this so-called chosen one have to do with any of this?”

I open it and gasp - A pair of white heels and a white clutch! A smile slowly creeps on my lips. Orvyn, it must be you. Who else would be kind to me, if not him? He’s both my prince charming and my fairy godfather. “Thank you,” I murmur. Later that afternoon, the ten chosen she-wolves gather in their finest clothes. Their parents fuss over them, fixing hair, dabbing makeup, helping with jewelry. On the other hand, my face is bare, and my hair is just combed neatly behind my ears.

The wolf nuzzled it, and Juniper petted its head. The wolf turned to look at Tela and Fionn, and its eyes were warm and understanding. Then, it spoke. "We will not harm your daughter," it said. "We have known about her since the day she was born. She is special, and she has the power to change our world." Tela and Fionn were stunned. They had never imagined that the wolves could speak, or that they knew about Juniper. "What do you mean?" Tela asked. "Your daughter is the Chosen One," the wolf said. "She is destined to lead our pack into peace and victory.

about his cherished and who she could be. He knew his cherished would take someone as their chosen mate once they knew he was a shark. So when his parents paired him off with the son from a rival clan, he did n’t object. Not that he'd speak out against his father. He was to take her as his cherished to unite bothclans.However, also war was ineluctable, If he did n’t. A war would mean death, and he did n’t want that. He jumped down from his window and walked through the thoroughfares of Toronto. He'd moved then from England just after the foreseer read the vaticination. He made sure he was far enough from the pack’s abiding throughout the timber before he dashed through the ti

"You are the chosen one. The one who was born to protect the ruler. Bow to the chosen one, the fairest divine." I huffed. This has to be some kind of joke. "I'm sorry but you've got the wrong person," I dismissed them as I made my way out of their midst, expecting them to also find their way. But surprisingly, not one but all of them began chanting like they were some sort of cult, "All hail the chosen one. The one who was conceived to bring peace to the nation. The fairest divine. " What was this? I began running in the opposite direction to get away from them, but it was as though the more I ran, the closer they were to me. Even while I closed my ears with both hands, it seemed as though t

He shook his head, as if he no longer wanted the image in his head “Please! You’re the Chosen One!” I stared at him, once again stunned. Had I walked out of the gym and into some kind of modern-day Narnia?! “Nope.” I smiled at him, hoping to convey my sarcasm. He gritted his teeth in frustration. “You’re about twenty years too late! Chosen ones are always teenagers. Probably because they can afford to just skip a few days of school; they still live with their parents, don’t have bills to pay” I waved my hand in the air in a swirling motion, indicating there were several other reasons.

I didn’t turn to check. This ritual wasn’t something that happened every year. Not even every decade. Most people here had never seen it. The older ones had told stories, sure, but even though they didn’t know what tonight would bring. All I knew was that I had to be here. That I was chosen. That Xaden and I were the center of it all. I didn’t ask for that. I wasn’t sure if I wanted it. My fingers curled tighter under the cloak, nails digging into my palms. The cloak looked beautiful on the outside, but it was rough underneath. It scratched at my skin every time I moved.

"Why have me sign that contract and stay here?" Federico couldn't tell Hailey the truth—that he believed he may carry his chosen blood. That's what made her special. Every vampire had their own unique chosen blood—blood that was more flavorful and powerful to that vampire. The odds of finding the exact carrier were incredibly low. That's why as soon as Federico suspected Hailey might contain his chosen blood, he had insisted she stay by his side. But Federico couldn't just keep Hailey as a blood pet—not in this day and age. With social media and how much more advanced police gadgets had gotten, that would almost certainly lead to mortals uncovering the truth about the existence of vampires.

“We will be carrying a usual ritual. The assignment of wolves to the packs beyond our territories. This year, only fifty students have been chosen. Ten packs have been selected, therefore five student shall pair in a pack. At the call of your name, please step forward and stand with your new guardian,” The lights in the hall dimmed, and the suspense railed longer than we’d expected. Everyone could guess who the top picks of the year would be. In Lunaris city, the Ashgrove pack has one of the best amateur wolves. We always produced the best wolves in the Lunaris city games, and those students were consistent with the title. As expected, they were called. “Bright Loker. Cynthia Mattinal, Joe H

, The leader waved his hands telling him to allow her speak. “ I had to keep him and watch him. It's destiny, master. He's the only one who could protect the chosen one.” “ are you sure of what you are saying?” the leader questioned. “ I am hundred percent sure. She has the stone, not like ours. Hers is green. She's got the pearls too. She opened a vault with her name.” “ any witch can do that.” “ she is not a witch my Lord. She is the chosen one. She has that forbidden bloodline. She's that one person we have been searching for.”