Seventeen Your Choice Novels & Stories

Until the right girl finally shows up wearing pink Vans and a heart big enough to hold the world. I’m home. And the dream that waited thirty-four years just smiled and went back to sleep. Its work is done. Seventeen Thursday, July 19, 2028 – 12:01 a.m. I turn seventeen exactly when the clock flips to midnight. No big party. No rented venue. Just the ridge, the pack, and the people who would burn the world down before they let it burn me. The bonfire is normal orange tonight (Seras promised to behave).

My eyes shifted to our picture once again, focusing on her smile. Can I really let this girl go? She makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine with a simple smile. It was probably the most selfish decision I've made in my life. I was probably going to get punished for the decision I made. But they said the age of 17 is when people do things out of passion instead of rationalization. So that's what I chose. To be 17. I grabbed the small box and threw my locker door shut, running towards Maddy's next class.

"Grace, I'm turning down your invitation. I already promised Lilith the opening dance." Darian shook off my hand without hesitation and walked toward Lilith. Whispers rippled through the crowd — mocking me for being rejected after asking my own fated mate to dance. But none of them knew how happy I was. Because I had been reborn. I was back at my twenty-second birthday ball. I was the only daughter of the Stone Creek Pack Alpha, and Darian was my fiancé.

I applaud them for not just choosing Sammy because he was older or me because I'm a girl (and obviously smarter). The good thing about two aunts is they have no problem when you discover you like girls as a girl. Not that my parents had any issues with it. No one did. But I could go to my aunts for advice that no one else could answer. Like how to hit on the beautiful woman who came to visit as a part of a foreign delegation.

"Stop it." "I may not have ever been in this situation, but I know that it all starts with a decision and ends with a choice. You have to make a choice. It's hard. Definitely not easy, but you have to decide what it's going to be. You have to look at both of them and decide who you want it to be. Abel or Carson. Do you know who you want it to be?"

I asked, hurt and confused by what he was telling me. “Because, you haven’t made your choice yet. Don’t get me wrong, we want you to stay and be our first sister here, but I know that Ink has also offered you the chance to be a Titan. As soon as you decide, whatever club you choose will be the emblem on the back.” I nodded and swallowed the tears that had built up, then gathered my things and quickly left the silent room.

The other Liana pointed toward the universe. "You created worlds. You created possibilities. You created beings." She looked directly into Liana's eyes. "But you did not decide what they would do with their existence." Liana slowly nodded. "Choice." "Exactly." The other Liana smiled. "That is why the Seventeenth Seal appeared." "The space between possibility and choice." "Yes." "And the Eighteenth Seal..." "Choice itself." Liana looked at the Heart. "And the eye?" The other Liana's expression darkened. "Memory."

Save the Shadow King. Save even the versions of yourself you have never met. Her expression became serious. But no one ever asked whether you were allowed to save yourself. Arielle's breath caught. The older woman stepped closer. That is the choice you have never made. Arielle looked toward Cassian. He was still frozen. Still young enough that the gray hairs had not yet appeared. Still the man she had chosen. Her first choice. Her impossible choice. She whispered, I choose myself. The universe trembled.

“Where are you going with this…?” “Nowhere really”. His habit of shrugging infuriates her. “I just wanted to let you know that you probably haven’t ever chosen for yourself in your entire life”. She freezes. “Why not stop thinking about your mother’s choices and start thinking about yours?…Make a choice and see where it takes you, then complain about it after if it ends up being a shitty one”. “…What choice would I even m-make?”. Hana whispers. The word ‘choice’ feels foreign falling from her lips, but she likes the taste.

Maybe then none of this would have happened. " You know that I can not make that decision for you. You have to decide yourself if you are willing to give that girl a chance" " I feel like father already expects me to choose her" " When have you ever chosen what he wanted over your own desire," Sebastian said teasingly "This is your life bro, whatever you want is your choice." " But can you tell me this, what will you do if you were in my place?" Shane asked