Second Life New Choice Novels & Stories

After all, he had been my obsession for three lifetimes—and I'd been willing to die for him, again and again. But all my unwavering love had brought me nothing but his betrayal and cruelty. And when our eyes met once more—his filled with disgust—I felt an unexpected calm. No one could have guessed what I would do next. I glanced at the wooden panels laid out on the table, each etched with a name. Without hesitation, I picked up the one that bore the name of Lance's rival. "I choose Jace Elden." The room fell into chaos. Even my father looked at me in disbelief.

Tessa’s POV: All my life I’ve lived by someone else’s rule, been someone else’s prisoner, and lived a life I didn’t choose. Not anymore. Today I chose to have a choice, and in doing so, I chose me. I waited for a little while to ensure everyone must have gathered at the garden. But, secretly, to gather strength for the unknown path that lay before me.

But what caught my attention was the needle-like iron that entered the ground before we passed through and I watched it grow back up from the side window. Okay. That got me. They were definitely a fancy pack. “This gate connects us to the human realm, while the other to the other worlds. Not everyone knows of this, except if they have business outside of here. Tho, I doubt that.” He said, answering some of my questions. “Why would y'all want to stay connected to the human world?” I asked, curiously. Chris smiled at me again. “It started after Alpha Owen got attacked when he was a kid.” He has said only and I connected the dots on my own.

I became the owner of my own life after I flew to Brundela. The old me used to set all my own affairs aside to work around Zach's schedule. I stopped doing my nails or lashes because he told me he preferred the natural look. I stopped my biological research because I was always in a hurry to go home and cook for him. I had to decline all the gatherings, training, and every other me-related activity just for him. Now, I have decided to choose who I used to be.

He looked back with the steady undemanding patience of a man who had learned when to push and when to simply be there. She laughed. Briefly. Genuinely. Then it faded. "She's gone," Elara said. "And it doesn't matter." She traced the rim of her mug with one finger. "Whether she's here or on the other side of the world she'll always have his heart. That doesn't go anywhere just because the person does." She paused. "I will always be the second choice. The convenient one. The girl whose story was plausible." She stopped. Something moved across her face. "He called me greedy."

“You did. Because even though I saw you all the time, it was you who made the first move in that basement.” “I was too afraid to approach you. That one night changed everything.” “I’m glad,” I tell her. “I’ll never take that or you for granted. I love you so damn much.” “I love you too. And just so you know, Ethan McKay, I would choose you all over again. Every damn time.” We kiss like we’re the only people in the room. And when I pull away, blue eyes shine as she looks at me, I’m overjoyed that this woman is mine forever.

I took a deep breath, and steeled myself for what came next. "What are my choices?" I asked, my voice steady. The Eldar looked at me, its expression inscrutable. "Your choices are two," it said, its voice low and resonant. "You can choose to remain as you are, a simple pack of wolves, living out your lives as you have always done. Or you can choose to become something more, something that will change the course of history. The choice is yours."

He stepped closer, leaning in to whisper in my ear, "But let's get one thing straight. After we bond, stay out of my business with Lily. If you try to marry her off to the Shadow pack again like last time, the bonding is off." I stared at him, completely stunned. How did he know about what happened in my last life? Was he reborn too? Without waiting for a response, Kaelen happily retrieved the moonstone necklace and fastened it around Lily's slender neck. The crowd cheered around them, treating them like the actual bride and groom. Standing alone in the background, I suddenly smiled. From the very beginning, I was the only person who actually held the power to choose my mate.

Just as that thought crossed my mind, my phone dinged with a message from Holden. Holden: I’ll be there soon to pick you up baby Mayson: I can’t wait for you to break me out of this jail. Love you Holden: Love you more As I was waiting for Holden, I could not help but think about the future. The thought of a baby, one that was not mine, was become more real with each passing day. My mind was filled with questions and fears about what kind of mother I would be to this child. It may not be my baby, but the baby will be a part of Holden. But I have made the only decision possible. For Holden, I would navigate this uncharted territory.