He Is The Chosen One Novels & Stories

"What you thought is right. I am that. I'm the chosen one from the Moon Goddess, herself." “What?!” Jack’s eyes widened in disbelief. “But.. that's impossible, how come you became the chosen one? The Chosen One always came from prominent Alpha families or at least a Beta who married an Alpha. How did you, an Omega, become the Chosen One?" he asked.

1921 - Seer "Another fated one has denied his destiny, we remain under Vampire rule for another one hundred years." I peered into the hot liquid and ran a finger down the steaming pot, watching carefully as the ripple expanded. "I fear a repeat of history, the next chosen ones give me a bad feeling, they may not be ready in time."

Slowly, my breathing calms down a bit. “I-I was dreaming…,” I pause to take in a breath, trying not to look at my glowing hands so I can concentrate on my thoughts. “It was so dark. And there was this… this man. Or creature. I don't know. He had red eyes, giant claws, a slimy disgusting body with a bald head and two long pointy horns shooting out of his forehead. I've never seen anything so deadly and twisted in my entire life. He… he said I can’t hide from him. He called me ‘Chosen One’, and he said his name is—” I swallow. “He said his name is Thanox.” Nadia gasps. “Thanox?”

she whimpered with tears about to come out of her eyes. -You are my chosen one, you are what many are saying about you right now: the alpha's chosen one," he revealed, approaching her. -You are crazy. -He sat down on the bed. -You have been mine since the day I saw you, you belong to me. My scent is in your body, you are mine," he said approaching the bed with a sideways smile. -I don't belong to anyone; you are not my owner," she replied, moving away from him, bumping against the headboard of the bed.

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.

“Liora bears the mark of the Chosen One.” The throne room fell silent, the weight of those words hanging thick in the air.

“I need to know, who the chosen one is?” "The chosen one is not of our bloodline," he intoned, his words sending a shiver down my spine. "They walk a path separate from ours, yet intertwined with our fate. Seek the one who bears the mark of the crescent moon, for they are the key to unlocking the crystal's power." A surge of realization washed over me, the pieces of the puzzle clicking into place. The crescent moon, a symbol of power and destiny, held the key to unraveling the mystery of the chosen one.

Elara said. Behind them, the Oracle’s voice echoed one last time. "The fire has been lightened. The reckoning begins." As they exit the sanctuary, the ground splits beneath them. A beast of molten flame bursts from the earth, eyes locked on Elara. It speaks one word: "Chosen… The chosen one!" Elara moved Lerder aside, but Lerder also wanted to face the consequences of Loving a chosen one.

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.

was there? She looked back at the map, and read the word at the bottom of the piece of paper. "THE CHOSEN ONE." Her father told her about those people that referred to as the "Chosen One" some years back. Hundreds of years. They are all guided by the gods and are always exceptional. She went straight home to meet her father in his room. He wasn't in his room. He was in the conference room with his chiefs, chief priest, and other eminent people in the kingdom and the neighboring kingdoms and villages.