The Chosen-fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Because I love him, which is true. It has always been true even when I was not ready to call it by its name." She waited. "But that is not all of it," I paused. She said nothing… "I came back because dying the first time was the first time I had ever felt chosen," I nodded twice. My voice stayed level and I let it. "I was not chosen as a useful thing, but chosen as something worth keeping. He chose me in his last breath, in a burning warehouse with the fire already in the walls, the poison already in his blood, and no reason left to perform anything." I stopped for a moment. "And I had spent my entire life before that not being chosen. My parents left, but Luca selected me. And that dazzles

I have to make sure we have some money to spare. I move around the club, serving the drinks. Trying so hard not to spill them as I push through the crowd. And trying to keep focus with all the screaming. “... They want him to get married," I hear a few man gossiping. “ And they are choosing the bride for him..." “ What's the point? Ethan has rejected every bride they chose for him. The man just doesn't want to settle down.“ " But you know the elders always get what they want. Or else there will be consequences for him and his pack. “

My father once told me that Lauren wanted to marry me so that he would invest in her family’s company, Blair Dynamics Corporation, but at the time, I refused to believe it. Now I was forced to accept the truth. It was precisely because Blair Dynamics Corporation's finances couldn’t keep afloat that she ended up forcing herself into a marriage with a man she didn’t even love. If that was the case, then I might as well fulfill their secret office romance. At the dining table, I opened each of the takeout containers Lauren had brought home. One glance was enough for me to recognize them instantly as Ian’s favorite Chinese takeout.

I couldn't get her image out of my mind. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, the sound of her laughter filled me with a warmth I couldn't explain. Every glance, every touch, felt electric, like sparks of life igniting within me. My attraction to her now was out of control, the feelings I had impossible to ignore. I tossed and turned on my bed, plagued with confusion, overloaded with arousal. With Lena, everything was raw—uncontrollable, passionate. But with Fiona, it felt like I was playing a role, like I was bound to a script I never wrote. It wasn’t a life; it was a performance! I loved Fiona too, no doubt. I would die for her if it meant keeping her safe, because our bond stemmed from deep w

Nori replied, “Yet.” I wanted to ask how could he not trust his Chosen Mate. But instead of asking I decided to keep everything to myself. I look at Drake and he doesn’t seem to be bothered by it because he never disagrees with Nori. But I can’t help but think that there was something wrong here. Because you don’t just choose your mate without reason at all. Unlike Fated Mate, choosing your mate does not have that special bond. That’s why you create that bond. It might not be as special as Fated Mate but still, a Chosen Mate is sacred.

And here it was, at the bottom of the world, held up by the one person who had bled to keep it mine. So I chose. "Yes," I said. "And not because fate says so, not because the law says so, not because a war is coming or a crown is heavy or a child sparked a mark before I was ready. Yes because I looked at every road there was, and every man who wanted me, and every claim ever laid on me, and I want you. Freely. Knowing the cost. Choosing it anyway." My voice broke on the last of it. "I choose you, Hunter Grear. Stand up. Stand beside me."

Hello everyone! I hope you have all been well. I wanted to check in to see how you all feel about this novel. I have been feeling the need to go through and rewrite this book. New storyline will possibly be written, but the characters will remain the same. So... What do you all think? Would you all like a new rewrite of The Chosen, or would you all prefer that I leave it the same? -Tegan

My mother pulled me aside before she went to bed, and told me the complete story behind her marriage to my father, how uncle Valentine met aunt Autumn and the mind-fuck of a tale behind uncle Church and aunt Xenia. All three couples thrown together in the weirdest way, all three couples who found each other when they shouldn’t have. Uncle Valentine’s history is the best out of all of them; he gave up his Fated to keep her safe, only for her to die…then he met his Chosen, aunt Autumn. A Chosen is different to a Fated; a Chosen is someone you fall in love with, where the bond is so strong that it creates a Golden Thread similar to a wedding ring.

"The problem is that he's not thinking like a free man because he doesn't know how to. He's thinking like a capo, like an oyabun, one who is so in love that he's willing to defy the family you think he's chosen with his heart and soul." "The story has many versions, but the one you're refusing to see goes beyond being forced to stay married. That man has everything he has because the organization has decided it, and it's a tradition that absolutely all of us go through, without exceptions, until you appeared," he continued. "Seeing him upset because you were supposed to have a different life and he couldn't do more about it is not something you see every day, especially when he admits that y

“First tell me what you were talking about. What did Mom tell you or maybe it was what she didn’t tell you?” Dad came over and knelt on the floor in front of me and took one of my hands in his. “Your Mom and I weren’t true-fated or even fated mates. We were chosen. I’m not sure if they teach the difference in school or not.” “Yeah, there are true fated mates which are the ones that people believe the Moon Goddess pair together like the twin Alphas and Heather. Then there are fated mates like Quinn and Meg who more or less choose each other but that choice can be influenced by the Goddess. Then there are chosen mates. They are people for some reason mostly because the female gets pregnant or