Second Life New Choice Novels & Stories

“M-Mr. Silas…” I tilted my head at him and looked away, bored, then sat in the chair beside Violet. “Now that introductions are out of the way, let’s begin.” I lifted one hand. “You have two choices. Choice one, go through me. Simple, I won’t kill you. I’ll just take everything you own, money, reputation, legacy—poof. You’ll still breathe. You just won’t have anything worth bragging about.” I raised my other hand slowly, a small smile playing at my lips. “Choice two?” I chuckled. “You don’t want choice two. You really don’t want to go through him.”

Then back at the boy. “He is the one thing I was never supposed to allow.” Auren frowned. “Who?” The Beginning answered: “The Second Choice.” The boy's Heart began glowing. Auren's Heart answered. Thump. Thump. Thump. The two Hearts synchronized. The entire multiverse shook. The Observer whispered: “The first choice created existence.” The First Kael continued: “Auren created freedom.” The Beginning looked at the two boys. “And now…” His voice trembled. “…the Second Choice will decide what freedom becomes.”

Elara smiled. “I created the system so I could choose my own life.” She looked at Elias. Then Lyra. Then everyone who had followed her. “And I did.” The First Creator laughed. “You think this ends here?” “No.” Elara's silver eyes brightened. “I think this is where I finally begin.” The endless world suddenly went silent. Then a message appeared. Not from the old system. Not from the creators. Something entirely new. CHOICE RECOGNIZED. Elara stared at the words.

"My son is stubborn. He believes in that cursed forbidden book. Believes loving his true mate will doom the kingdom." Jo blinked rapidly, her mind struggling to catch up. "But I don't believe in fate," Sarah said, voice soft but steady. "I believe in free will. And I believe the true catastrophe would be him living without you." Jo’s chest ached. Tears burned the back of her eyes. Sarah leaned in closer, her hand brushing Jo’s cheek. "You don't have to fight this alone," she said. "But you do have to choose." Jo tried to swallow the lump in her throat. For the first time in a long time, someone was giving her a choice, not a command, not an order. A real choice.

she replied. “So, where is my body meant for?” I asked. “You know what? Let's forget the questions. I'm going to talk really fast now so please, try to keep up. Okay?” “Okay.” “You lost your mate, Calvin in a war against his father, Kenneth and his followers. You're the one I blessed. The only True Alpha of this pack, the Lynx pack. Your mother used to bring you here whenever I gave her permission to. But now, you have to make a decision. It's either you keep seeing your mother, in the sense that you get to see her anytime and anyday based on you and then you lose your mate or you bring your mate back and never see your mother again. When we send you back to your body and you remember, all y

Silver. Gold. Violet. The Unmakers stopped. The palace trembled. A new possibility had appeared. Not one Choice. Three. I smiled. "Maybe the problem was never choice." The Unmakers stared. "Maybe it was believing one person had to carry all of it." The three lights erupted. And the First Reality began changing. For the first time in countless cycles, the Choice was no longer alone. Outside the palace, every white mask cracked. The Unmakers screamed. The world itself had made a decision.

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!

"Tonight, Nate's taking me to a charity auction. He says he wants to do something good and build up some blessings for my upcoming surgery. Oh, right, both of my kidneys are getting replaced in two days." The moment the door clicked shut behind her, whatever light remained in my eyes flickered out completely. Nathan had money—more than enough to buy Trinity two new kidneys. I let my eyes drift shut, surrendering to the endless dark. … When I opened them again, I saw a body I was very familiar with. She was lying on the floor, curled up, her face pale and lifeless. I crouched down, reaching out to touch myself, but my hand passed right through. I tried to grab the phone, then the bed.

Terry's name flashed again and again on the screen. I quickly nudged my father and signaled for him to start recording. The moment I answered, Terry's voice came through. "Katrina, for the sake of me saving your life back in freshman year, just take the blame for Hayley this time, okay? Once everything settles, we'll still meet at Anderworl University. Deal?" Listening to him use that old debt against me twisted something deep inside. He was really planning to trade one act of kindness for the destruction of my entire family.

“You helped. None of it would have worked without your authentication.” “Final act of villainy, approving my own obsolescence.” He smiled, but there was peace in it. “I’ve been thinking about what happens after. The game will offer players a choice now. Stay in Lenore or return to their original worlds. Which do you think people will choose?” “I don’t know. Some will want to go home. Back to lives they remember, families they left behind. Others will want to stay here, where they’ve built new lives and new purposes.”