I Alone Am The Honored One Novels & Stories

His massive form rose from the throne, muscles taut and rippling, voice like a storm across the altar. “Ilia,” he said, voice deep enough to vibrate the marrow of my bones. “It chooses you.” And the world — the gods, the trials, the sacred Mark — tilted. One Week Earlier… I was no one. A servant girl. An orphan. A mist-walker born of whispers and midnight mist, belonging nowhere, belonging to no one.

“Do not leave me again.” Her chest tightened painfully. Her mind screamed at her to decide. To move. To do something. But her body refused. Frozen again. Just like before. The presence behind her spoke one last time. Soft. Final. “You only get one truth.” Isabella’s vision blurred. Her heart slammed against her ribs. One step forward. One breath. One choice. Again. And this time She understood exactly what it meant. The calm version leaned closer. Right beside her ear. And whispered “If you pick her again…”

"Bree's father is watching from three tables over, and you know how highly he regards your family's standing. You have an award to collect tonight, an award of excellence, no less. Don't let a man who just lost his own council seat cost you your composure in front of everyone who matters." I forced my jaw to unclench, watched Draven saunter away with his date trailing uncertainly behind him, and made my way at last to the prestigious table reserved for territorial leadership, where Isolde already sat in magnificent, glittering silence. My phone buzzed steadily against my palm throughout the opening ceremonies, translating the anchor's speeches in real time so Mohan wouldn't have to sit besid

Her cold lilac eyes then stared at the man, who she thought was different. "I am something you'll regret losing. I can promise you that much. I am a gold. A rare precious stone. The hardest orihalcon you can ever find." She chortled and lazily sized Sisley up and down. "But you prefer ores, and that's okay." She then clapped her hands and nodded at the two. "Congratulations. You two are perfect for each other. Both are hypocrites. Have a nice day." She walked past the stunned male and female without glancing back, walking away like she owned the world. Though she didn't admit to it, she was bitter that something belonged to her was snatched right under her nose.

"I have always known, in a thousand little ways, that you were more than you claimed to be, that you were a special person. I have always been honored to have you as my friend. And I know that as my friend, you would do anything, anything you must, to help me if my life were in danger, just as I would do anything for you. I trust you with my life, and it is now in your hands." Ken hated closing the conversation and entire plan in this fashion, but all their lives were at risk. There could be no games. "There is something the moon goddess asked me to give you." Myra's voice was a bit calm, but still contained energy which took Kendrick off guard. Kendrick stares at her without saying a word a

"The first step for me was accepting myself. It sounds hard, I know, but it's literally the most important thing. Like just giving yourself little pep talks when you are being mean to yourself." "I wish it were easy," she replies with a sigh. "Well, you're gorgeous," I tell her. "Just don't doubt it. I know this kind of sounds greedy, but accept compliments from people. It's not being greedy, I promise, but people make it out to be." "Well thank you," she says. "Now, stop with the compliments or you will make me want to cry." We both let out a laugh before we hear someone enter the dining room. "Mr. Cutler wishes to have his family sitting to his right tonight," the man says. He's one of the

You can awaken your talent and become a real superhuman! “Bastard! Parker, shut up! You hypnotized me! I don't really want to kill Ryan! ”Vina was agitated. She hugged her head with her hands. It seemed that she was awake because of "killing" Ryan. She was very painful and remorseful… “Relax, Vina. Everything is for the super-human! " Parker's voice suddenly became gentle, as if with a certain strange melody, Vina suddenly felt that the voice of the tide came into her ear. It drowned all her emotions and left only a blank, calm…

She was right about me being an asshole though. I was a big one! I muse as I laid on my bed remembering the girl who after just a few minutes of stepping into my house has owned my every thought, Abigail fucking Howard! I saw her tonight after all these years and what did I do to her? I made her cry! I broke her, just like I did all those years ago!

From outside l could hear the voice of a man calling out the names of the guests. We entered the building and stopped as father murmured something to the man. "Lord Riku Manaki and her lady Kara" he announced to everyone in the room. My parents moved away so that it is my turn. I hand him my placard and followed behind them. He called out my name with great emphasis that the music in the room stopped playing as l proceeded to descend the stairs. "Young, graceful, beautiful, the one and only Lady Sakura Manaki" Everyone stopped and all their attention was on me. That's the reaction l want. All their eyes should be on me. Admiring me.

I am too fabulous to chase a man. That's a huge ironic statement for a sucker like me. I wonder where's Jericho. I bet he is home. "I am glad that everyone is here to celebrate with me. I am delighted to see some familiar faces too, coming from my relatives, investors, and business partners. Tonight, let us toast for this massive success! Cheers, Ladies and Gentlemen!" Getting bored with the ambiance, I decided to step back because I feel unsettled, so I excused myself to my mom and dad.