The Chosen Novels & Stories

Silence spread like mist. Then she finished, her tone almost reverent: "And so, I judged. One by one. All who bore his legacy. I saw their choices. Their sins. Their dreams. And now… I stand before the last." Her eyes locked on me. "You are my chosen."

“And what exactly am I? Because so far, all I know is I’m some cursed mate to four overbearing alphas with secrets.” Lucian’s eyes darkened. “You’re not cursed. You’re chosen.” The words settled over me like a weight. Chosen. It sounded like a blessing, but from the way Kael’s jaw clenched and Ronan’s fists flexed, it was anything but. I stepped back until my shoulders brushed the cold glass. “Chosen for what?” Kael answered this time. “For the prophecy. For the unification.” I shook my head slowly, half laughing again. “No. Absolutely not. You’re not dragging me into some ancient fairy tale.”

Yet there was something in the angle of his head that struck me: a faint acknowledgment, a claim quietly displayed. Cassandra led me forward, her hand warm at my back. “She understands,” she said to him. “We’ll see,” Corin replied. His voice was softer than before, but no less absolute. He dismissed the attendants, keeping only Liska and Jules as silent witnesses. The others withdrew, masks whispering past me, until the room belonged to us. “Do you know what it means to be Chosen?” he asked when the door sealed shut. “Yes.” My voice quivered. “It means I belong to you now.”

As much as I wanted to kill him, that would have been too easy. So I kept draining him. And then I felt it. A surge. My eyes burned, and I knew they had turned red. He was an Alpha. No wonder he wanted my power. No wonder he had been so desperate. He had wanted strength enough to claim the throne. Too bad. Now that power was mine. Since the clan had chosen to rise against me, perhaps it was time I showed them what it truly meant to rule. I stepped closer and ripped the tape from his mouth.

' Blinking back the tears, I mouthed a quick, 'You too. Once the moon hit the highest peak, the chief made his way in front of the girls. "This year is the thirtieth year we celebrate The Choosing. I hope all of you know how brave you all are. I pray you all stay safe, and for the one who finds their beast... know you are blessed." As he moved away from the front, I took a deep breath just as the chief's voice echoed across the open field. "Let the choosing begin!" the sound of cheers came from behind us, as many of the girls eagerly made their way towards that forest. With each step I took closer to the darkness that awaited me, I couldn't help but feel almost lighter.

"It's not so bad when you get used to it, Luna Iris. Believe me, it isn't. I know that it's hard for you, but I'm certain that you will adjust with time." "And if I don't?" I primped. "What if I never adjust, Jamison? What if my life only gets worse from here? What if everything turns out different from this point?" "The goddess always chooses two people who are highly compatible with each other. She never makes any mistake." He advised me. "If she had chosen you, then she had a reason for doing so. Keep the faith, Luna. I know that things would only get better." "Thank you so much for your kind words, Jamison. I feel a lot better now," I chimed happily.

He informed Alex. "Gods never abandon their followers or their chosen ones; they always stand by the special ones. Hence, the reason why Ogundele, the son of Ladele, the son of Awero (his mother's name), is sitting in the middle of this shrine, at midnight is to get fortified. I plead with all the gods present in this shrine to accept him as the chosen one that he was destined to be. I seek your protection over him as he embarks on the war he is destined to fight. May he conquer all the forces he encounters in the course of the war. May he end up as the triumph." He chanted, as he gave Alex the cut.

about his cherished and who she could be. He knew his cherished would take someone as their chosen mate once they knew he was a shark. So when his parents paired him off with the son from a rival clan, he did n’t object. Not that he'd speak out against his father. He was to take her as his cherished to unite bothclans.However, also war was ineluctable, If he did n’t. A war would mean death, and he did n’t want that. He jumped down from his window and walked through the thoroughfares of Toronto. He'd moved then from England just after the foreseer read the vaticination. He made sure he was far enough from the pack’s abiding throughout the timber before he dashed through the ti

Soon, he watched the birth of his second body, heralding the beginning of a tumultuous journey in the Genesis worlds and stirring the glorious path of various forces. At this point, the scene froze, and the words “Chosen One” occupied the entire frame, shimmering with sacred radiance.

“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 on