I Choose You Novels & Stories

"I am done enforcing it, Wren. Whatever happens tomorrow, whatever we learn about Thane, I am not waiting for permission to say that out loud anymore." Something in her seemed to loosen, a fear she had been carrying so long I doubted she had noticed its weight anymore, her shoulders dropping just slightly. "Say it again." "I choose you," I said, simply, like it had always been that easy and I had only just now let myself believe it. "Not the treaty version of you, not Ivy's name borrowed to survive a war. You. Whatever rank the old law would have assigned you, whatever blood runs underneath it. I choose you."

Coming home from a late shift on a winter night, my fingers were stiff with cold. The first thing I did was head for the bathroom. Ethan stopped me, a bowl of late-night leftovers in his hand. “What took you so long? Rena’s in the bath. Just wait a bit.” I glanced at the clock. It was already eleven thirty. “I have to be up at six. Could you ask her to finish earlier next time?” He frowned. “It’s just a bath. Do you really have to make an issue of it?” When we’d been apartment hunting, I suggested getting a place with two bathrooms. Ethan insisted on this one because it was close to his and Serena’s office. Their commute was ten minutes. Mine meant three transfers and nearly four hours round

I lowered my gaze, hiding what flickered in my eyes, and answered as calmly as I could, "Didn't your dad tell you? I've divorced him. I'm not your mom anymore. You won't have someone as useless as me around again." Claude panicked immediately, his voice breaking as he cried. "No! I only want you as my mom. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me? I'll only want you from now on." There was no way I felt nothing hearing that. But I had already chosen to leave. I wasn't turning back. I forced everything down and said quietly, "But Claude, I don't want you anymore. I don't want your dad, either." I hung up before he could say anything else.

“Not because of who I was years ago, or because of promises made in a different time. I choose you because I know you. I know your strength, your kindness, your sharp mind, and your gentle heart. I know you have seen me at my worst, and you have chosen to give me a chance. And every morning when I wake, I will choose you again. Not because I have to, but because I want to.” My eyes glistened, not with sadness, but with the deep, quiet joy of knowing I was loved truly and freely. I squeezed his hands, speaking from the very center of my heart. “And I choose you,” I replied. “I choose the man you have become—honest, humble, willin

“I approve it.” Her eyes widened instantly. “R-really?” “If you’re uncomfortable with that position,” Victor continued calmly, “then the second option is acceptable too.” “To become your wife?”

"The Sterling heir is a fine match. He studied abroad and knows how to conduct himself. The Whitmore boy is good, too. He's lively and entertaining." She slid a stack of photographs across the table. Every one of them fit Evelyn's usual type—young, muscular, and carrying the confidence of a grown man. Rubbing her temples, Evelyn waved a hand impatiently. "Mom, I'm not in the mood." Amelia's expression cooled. "Whether you're in the mood or not, you need to choose. Julian already signed the divorce papers. You can't stay single forever. Both Mr. Sterling and Mr. Whitmore are waiting for my answer."

with a hint of irritation in her voice. Kevin was going to argue back but saw me coming and asked me, “Alright let’s see what lily chooses, so lily apple or banana?” looking hopeful that I will choose banana. I looked between them and said, “Come on guys people can like both, it’s not like fruits get offended.” rolling my eyes, “Now come on I’m hungry.” They nodded but continued arguing, they didn’t even hear what I said. I just shook my head at their childish act and followed them checking my phone for any messages. I saw messages from my friends asking me if I liked the town, the school and how was my day.

Zara's POV "Mommm, I was been accepted." I shouted after entering the family room. "Shhh, don't scream. Why is this beautiful child screaming? Congratulations, Mom's child is finally working." said Mom hugging me. I hugged her back too. "Thanks for the prayers, Mom because I was accepted there. You know, the room there is nice, the privacy is satisfactory, the employees are all friendly. Besides that, the manager of Clivton International is also handsome. Comparable to my boyfriend, Justin Bieber." I said.

He said. “But she hates me so why would she choose me?!” I asked as I veered my teary gaze to the Kid. “This is a good thing, Ciril. The Moon goddess chose you because you want no one but you to be her Champion! It’s so dope! I’m friends with the Chosen One—” “That’s enough, Clord!” I voiced at Clord now as I shot up to melt feet.

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H