The Chosen-fanfiction Novels & Stories

But again, my mind is drawn to Imagyn, wishing it was her touch. “Now tell me, why are you so sad?” Kimarhi somehow knows my thoughts plague me. She tucks a stray curl behind my ear and smiles, waiting for me to reply. “I’m sorry, my mistress,” I look away but correct myself again, remembering her words, “I’m happy to be fated to you, I am. But my mind keeps wandering to someone else.” “Do you have a Chosen?” she asks, and my heart stops. How did she know?

“Not quite. I honestly hate to be bringing this topic up with you Nash, but concerns have arisen regarding your choice of a Chosen. I understand your uncle had someone in mind for you, but you dissuaded him and chose Vanessa instead.” My mouth opened and closed as I knitted my brows together in confusion. I knew my uncle had been pissed about me not wanting to take a wife that came from a very wealthy background, but I had my reasons. Plus, she would have just been used as a ploy of control. Not for me, but for the family she came from. “Yes, that’s correct,” I muttered. “But I thought that had been swept under the rug. Is something wrong?” He shrugged, tilting his head from side to side as

Walking faster this time the two waited for him to continue his tale. “And every month or so, one of Daisy Valley men would get chosen, so we’d send him with the messengers.” "Chosen for what?" "As the church minion of course." Damian's cheeks colored. This surprised Tommy. It seems like the boy was embarrassed. He wasn’t the kind of man who blushed easily. “They found ways huh?” Tommy intruded and smiled at him. Knowing full well that those minions had been molested by the commanders and leaders of their troops. It was a well-known fact.

He muttered, and I smiled at his sincerity. "Well at least, that side is over. Thank you so much for the stuffed animal. I think I'll call him Dylan." I stated boldly, and he looked at me as though he would kill me anytime soon. "So you couldn't pick out any other name in the entire universe to call a stuffed animal. You had to choose my name."

Really wonder why I chose her. "So you're having an affair with Lora? The girl you chose for Jay? How could you Zach?" I ignore her and just focus on adjusting my shirt. "You're horrible. Your son, our son, the heir is missing and you're here messing around with Lora? How cruel are you? What's your plan huh? What's your game? You want to make Buck the next Alpha while his brother is somewhere only the goddess knows where and you want to tell the rest of the pack he died?"

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

"His father chose me. He looked my father in the eye and shook his hand. I am Ronan's fiancée." The words felt like a lifeline I was desperately clutching, the only solid thing in a world that was crumbling around me. I clung to them with everything I had, willing them to be true, willing reality to bend to my version of events. "We might be having some... some minor differences right now, but that doesn't change the fundamental truth. I am the chosen one. Not that freak."

They joined because they were trying their best to stop me from losing myself entirely. My marriage with my Chosen Mate was entirely for adding more power to our pack. We were not like any Chosen or Fated Mate. There was nothing between us but a contract to make our pack stronger and richer than any other packs in the region. I initially thought that if I gave my Chosen Mate my all, that if I shower her not only with riches and pride of having the best Alpha, one day she will submit to me and let me mark her. My naive self thought that if I prove myself worthy of her, she will give me her heart in return. I painfully realize that all of these thoughts are just an illusion that I have created

I was so angry I could not cry. I had spent three months saving for that dress. I had spent three years loving Damon Cole. I had eaten cold lunches alone in the packhouse cafeteria while people laughed at my empty plate, just waiting, just believing that one day my wolf would come and one day Damon would stand beside me and the world would feel different. And he had been kissing my cousin while I fixed my hair. I pulled off my ruined dress. Underneath I had a thin slip of cotton ,the kind I wore to bed. It would have to do. I balled the white dress up and threw it as hard as I could into the dark between the trees.

"Even if I knew where she was, what makes you think I'd tell you?" "She is my betrothed which makes her MINE." Ahiga shouted. I could hear the annoyance starting to boil over in my "fiance". Calian shook his head. "No, no she isn't. Even if she were to marry you, she is still her own person. You do not own her. Kiera is allowed to make her own choices." "Since when are you on a first name basis with her!?" I heard Ahiga sneer.