Study Guide The Chosen Novels & Stories

He finally smiled after he had been frowning since he and the guards encountered each other at his house. "Stand up." He motioned for her to stand back. "Are you here to see the king?" She asked. "Yes." The old man replied. "I believe you know your way around here." "Yes, of course." She left them. "Just stick with me. Whatever happens, just stand by me; don't be scared. Well, you might, but don't show it for others to see. This is where you need to prove why you are the chosen one. Okay?" He looked at Alex, placing both hands on his shoulder.

She stepped through the gate, the metal groaning shut behind her. The facility door cracked open with a hiss, and cold air spilled out like breath from the grave. Inside, only darkness. She lit a match. Held it to the wall. And watched a mural burn an old painting scrawled by Rafael himself. It showed two girls, faceless, standing back to back. Above them: “The Chosen and the Ghost.” As the flames caught, Ember whispered: “Wrong.” “I’m both.” She dropped the match. The wall ignited.

"She asked me to deliver it directly." I took it. I opened it. It was short. Mira Harren wrote the way she apparently did everything — directly, without preamble, getting to the point before the reader had finished wondering what the point was. I have been studying the Chosen's role in the old structure since I was fourteen years old. I wrote a paper on it when I was eighteen that the pack elders told me was interesting but impractical. I kept the paper. I have been waiting for the impractical part to become practical. I understand it just did. If you want a second legal mind on what you're building, I am available.

"Darian, please don't fight with Grace because of me. Next time, you should dance with her. I'll be fine on my own. Grace, don't be mad at me, okay? I'm sorry." Darian immediately pulled Lilith into his arms and murmured reassurances. The look he gave me grew even more disgusted. I watched Lilith — fragile on the outside, but every word calculated to manipulate and earn sympathy. This was exactly how she had stolen Darian's heart, bit by bit. Darian and I were fated mates. He was the Gamma's son; I was the Alpha's daughter. We had known each other since childhood. We were engaged. There was a time when we were inseparable.

I knew in my heaet tgsat my safety at the pack was not a hundred percent sure, so i had to tread very carefully in order to secure my life until i would be able to mve on from there. I concluded that i would not be going nywhere around the ack if Alpha Arnold was not accomplying me. Except fot the library, and that was even because the man had assured me that there was no one who was allowed at the place unless he gave the go ahead. On that note, i stood up from where i sat and made my way to the library to read the rest oof the pages of mny book. I opened the door and got it. I went to the shelf to pick up the book about the orphan girl.

More of a glow that threatened to build. I focused on the color. It was not a different color exactly. It was as if his natural eye color had a current running beneath it. Like lightning hidden under glass. “You are anchored now,” I said carefully. “To what?” he asked. “To choices,” I replied. “To actions. To the present.” He held my gaze intensely. And then— Flash. Stronger than before. I almost flinched. This time it lasted nearly a full second. Bright. Alive. Undeniable.

I nodded, “Never let fear control you, if we let it control us then no matter how much you try nobody would be able to help you. Not even you, yourself.” Kissing my forehead, “We need to stay strong and focused.” he said and I nodded my head knowing he was right. But, it was easier said than done. “I am just not able to shake this feeling off. I know something is again not far away from happening but I cannot do something about it. And, that’s scaring me.” Pulling my chin up, he made me look at him, “Stop thinking negatively, and you are forgetting it seems. You are the chosen one by magic stone, you are now the most powerful creature in this world.”

he insisted, and then turned to me "It's up to Khez to decide" they looked at me seriously as they waited for my answer. I looked carefully first in case someone would break down and give a sign "Let's go" I said and chose the left direction. They did the same they followed my choice. I was in the lead and they were behind me Is this really right? As my breath went in the direction I had chosen life got here it was not just a simple choice if not a serious choice of life decision.

She was about to hug him but Asher avoided her. "What the f*ck, Asher. You can't reject me!" Shelly shouted while crying. "Asher, as the future Alpha of this pack, you need to accept your mate." I turned my gaze at Alpha Julius. He was standing right behind me and he was with Luna Ferran. Behind them were my parents who were confused by looking at me.

Eric's voice was piercing and his body coiled like a spring about to break. The creature's twisted lips curved into a mocking smile. “She is the key,” it hissed, its glowing green eyes piercing through me. “To death. To life. To everything.” I stepped forward, ignoring Eric’s arm as he tried to block me. “What do you mean?” I demanded, surprising myself with the strength in my voice. “Why me?” The creature tilts its bizarre head, the movement is unnervingly slow. “Because you were *chosen*.”