Novel & Cerita The Chosen-fanfiction

“Then consider it done. We will accept you into the pack tonight after the ceremony.” “Thank you, Alpha,” she says with a big smile. “There’s another reason I want to transfer though,” she says, and her eyes change color from brown to aquamarine. “You’re chosen!” Alpha Pollux says, his eyes changing as well. Four others in the room also get excited and show that they’re chosen as well. “Incredible,” Alpha Peter says. “You’re the first Omega I’ve met that is chosen. Most of the chosen I’ve met have been ranked a warrior or higher. But then to also have all of you here? Incredible.”

Not needing further instruction I take a big bite of my food and sigh in contentment the look is nothing compared to the mouth-watering taste. After filling my stomach, I sit back against the chair and watch as he finishes his food. He smiles when he notices me watching him. "what he asks as he sits back against the back of his chair placing a napkin over his food to signal he is done. " Swallowing the fear that bubbles in me I ask him, so why did you choose me as your bride? I'm sure you had 100 different options why did you decide for it to be me. crossing his hands over the table he begins. " That is not the right question but it is one I'm willing to answer. Simply, you were always meant

Brooke winks just before James pulls her in for a kiss. I sigh, only if I can swallow my pride and go to the Claiming Ball which is held once every year and on the second blood moon in the year, I may just get my mate. During a claiming ball, if you don't find your mate, you can take a chosen mate and claim her. The idea of taking a chosen doesn't sit well with me. I want my own mate, I want to see the woman that Selene fucking created just for me. Taking a chosen mate to me, is just like taking something or in this case, someone that isn't yours.

“You’re right. I don’t know as well as I should, but can you understand that in my world, once you’ve found the one, you don’t let go?” “You said you don’t have mates, so how do you know this?” “I know, I said that, but I believe sometimes it’s just ordained, written in the stars. I never said it didn’t exist but that we can choose who we want; but I’ve also heard of people finding their mate, their soulmate.”

“Okay.” “Okay,” she echoes, and there’s relief in it, like she’s been waiting for me to stop running from the topic long enough for her to catch up. Melody taps the folder once. “There are two things people confuse on purpose because it benefits them: chosen mates and fated mates.” I picture the selection hall. The letters. The way girls start performing the moment a prince looks their direction. “Chosen is political,” Melody continues. “It can be strategic, encouraged, arranged, pressured. Sometimes it’s mutual. Sometimes it’s not. But it’s a decision.”

That was the reason I chose Felicity. * #TBC

The moment the key touched my palm, the door reacted. The symbol brightened. The humming grew louder. My skin tingled. And the voice spoke again. “You have brought me back.” My breath caught. “I didn’t bring you back,” I whispered. “I was forced” The spine interrupted again. “You were chosen.” My eyes widened. The word chosen echoed in my mind. Chosen by the spine. Chosen by my father. Chosen by the system. Chosen by fate. I took a step back. My mind raced.

“You have quarters. You are the revered one, she said slowly while chewing. “Even if it seems you hate it.” I groaned at the thought of that. “I don't even know what the chosen one is.” Up till the last festival of lights, having a knowledge of witches was the fastest way to die in my pack.” Daia nodded. “Yeah, it wasn't easy finding your pack, especially you. Everyone thought the white wolf was gone.” “What do you mean it wasn't easy finding my pack? We've always been there. In Eucharia land.” I asked. Daia’s spoon paused midway to her lips. Slowly she brought it down.

“You are the chosen one! When everyone heard this word, they were stunned beyond doubt, Zenny shook her head vigorously to show her disapproval. “You are lying to me, you are lying! I can not be the chosen one! “I'm not the one you all are looking for ” “How can I be the chosen one? How? I'm not going to accept anything and everything you said, because you said so. If you are so desperate to get the chosen one and sacrifice her, then you can look else! I don't care, but don't come to me with the nonsense news if me being the chosen one”

he must be a chosen, i really fucked up, the burly boy thought as he can't help imaging how his fate would be in the future. the chosen are special gifted People that are sent to the arena by their different institute to hone their skills, in the history of battle arena they are the most with kill count, it was believed that they where thought by the institute to see the arena fighters as nothing more than rebels, country betrayers, and hardened criminals that are captured by the country to be used as training apparatus. they came more faster this year and this time around i am the one that looked for their problem, the burly boy thought as he tried to think of a way to get on Isekai's good