Love Chooser Novels & Stories

“Lucas and Royal are graduating this year. That means Prez and Vice Prez titles are open. Yours truly is up for President and this could help me sway the brothers to my side.” “A party,” Piper asks. “A party with the hottest girls on campus, if you girls are coming.” My fingers dance with Piper’s down low where no one can see. “Please,” Sabrina says. “That’s such a line.” “It’s the truth,” Adam declares, drawing an X across his heart. “Extra points for wearing something slutty.” “Hey,” Jordan points a finger at Adam, as Antonio walks up and joins us. “What,” Adam asks, because he’s such a dumb ass he doesn’t see Jordan’s arm still draped around Sabrina. Antonio, however, hasn’t stopped notic

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.

She had no choice but to leave the country. But unfortunately, she died in a car accident on her way to the airport. … On my wedding day, Chris gave me a grand ceremony with a sea of flowers and fireworks that lasted all night—known by everyone in Holnia. When some guests joked that I was meant to marry Chris because it was destiny, he just let out a cold laugh and immediately told them to leave the wedding. Then, before everyone, he declared after the vows, "I am Lois' husband by marriage. And I will never leave her."

We faced each other beneath the silver arch, moonlight soft on our skin, the entire realm watching, but somehow, I only saw him. His fingers trembled slightly as they held mine, and I felt my heartbeat rise to match his. He spoke first, his voice was low but steady. “Liora… I choose you. Not because fate commanded it, not because prophecy demanded it, but because my heart recognized you before my mind ever caught up.” The room drew a quiet breath. “I choose you,” he continued, “because you carry strength without pride, kindness without fear, and love without limits. I choose you even on the days you cannot choose yourself. And I will choose you still… in every storm, in every silence, in eve

~ ~ ~ I did it. I chose my Luna. And I hated every moment of it. I was up until late last night going through all the documents of all the women I had to choose from, and eventually decided on one who seemed close to perfect. Intelligent, part of a well-known and respected family, and is seen to be a kind and caring person. It took me too long to realise that I wasn’t picking who I thought would match well for me, but would match well for the pack, that was going to be the only way I would be able to decide, and it worked.

The whole place was already filled up, all the pornstars grinning from ear to ear. All the names of people had been written and twisted in tiny ruffled papers and now, when it gets to the person’s turn they pick a name, and secretly check the name of the person they picked. It went on and on until everyone picked the names. Kate picked Aiden. Aiden picked Alex. Alex picked Kate. Lisa picked Alex. Mira picked Lisa. Angela and Joe were lucky as they picked themselves. It was as if fate was working its course.

I thought that I could convince Lorcan to let Luther go – somehow, at least. The silly thoughts of a seventeen-year-old girl who knows nothing and no one. Lorcan leans down and slides his finger down my cheek. “I’m going to enjoy destroying Luther’s little mate.” I swallow hard because I’m scared to death right now. “What have I ever done to you?” “You chose him,” I can feel his breath on my face, and I can feel my body shaking with the effort to stay conscious. “I didn’t get a choice, Lorcan. The Moon Goddess chose for us,”

“I choose all three.” The words land like a strike of lightning. Storm surges not outward, not violent just present, ancient and undeniable. “I choose Draven,” I say, turning slightly. “For his restraint. His loyalty. His willingness to kneel when power tells him to stand.” Draven’s throat works. He doesn’t look away. “I choose Daemon,” I continue, my gaze shifting. “For his fire. His defiance. For loving fiercely even when it terrifies him.”

She shrugged. “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll like you back. You’re a sweet person.” I assure her. “I really hope he will, so we can be chosen mates.” She smiled dreamily, fluttering her eyelashes. “Chosen mates? Is it actually real?” Ava beamed. “Of course. If you like someone and you both want to be mates, you can consult the moon goddess then choose each other, or you can just mark each other and make promises with sincerity.”

If only it has its own freedom, my eyes would have had its way out to go near the man. I shook away all my thoughts and decided to woman up. I don't believe that man should always be the one to make the first move. If you like someone, then it's your responsibility to do something with your own feelings. Not contented of the fleeting moment of witnising such a God's masterpiece, I entered the store and pretended to go through the chocolates and biscuits where I could get a perfect sight of him. All about him is admirable. How he swiftly put cans of beer on the counter and how he slides his hand on his pocket, makes me want to stare at him dreamily. Oh, I'm getting crazy. I gathered all my co