The Chosen One Novels & Stories

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.

I asked taking a step towards him. “You’re the chosen one Alida.” He said rather seriously. I rolled my eyes and threw my arms up in the air, “There’s that name again. The chosen one. UGHHHHHH!!!!” I turned and started walking away. “Wait, you’ve known this?” He started walking towards me. “It’s what Selene called me, and then after what you told me about the prophecy I just figured that was what I was meant to do as ‘the chosen one.’ I didn’t think it extended past that.” I said turning back around to face him.

"Sir, are you messing with me? I'm not buying your cryptic act." Weirdly, that worked. The old man suddenly sat up, snorted, and said, "Young man, who are you calling cryptic?" "Who else? Come on! I'm in my prime. I have supreme-level strength at this age. I'm the Chosen One, blessed by fate, with backing from the nation's destiny and the dragon's vein. "Hell, I'm an absolute monster. And you're telling me I'm done? Screwed? Give me a break!"

he asked politely. "Hi, that would be me" I replied curtsying. "Ah, Miss Rose. You have been chosen to come to the castle and compete in the king's choice competition" he continued looking at me in scrutiny.as though to check and make sure I was who I said I am. My mum immediately clasped her hand on her mouth in shock. And I, I was literally lost. "M-me" I stuttered " but I thought their name was out and I checked but my name was not on the list, how is it possible that you are here now or could you have gotten the wrong name" I asked excitement growing within me.

he murmured, “your choice isn’t sealed. Destiny has its own ways of unraveling what men declare.” Back in Greyhaven, Henry was still restless, and awake, staring at the ceiling. Harold’s words still echoed in his mind. He has chosen me. He has chosen me. But in the silence of his own heart, Henry couldn’t escape a haunting question: Had he truly chosen, or simply allowed himself to be chosen?

1921 - Seer "Another fated one has denied his destiny, we remain under Vampire rule for another one hundred years." I peered into the hot liquid and ran a finger down the steaming pot, watching carefully as the ripple expanded. "I fear a repeat of history, the next chosen ones give me a bad feeling, they may not be ready in time."

“I need to know, who the chosen one is?” "The chosen one is not of our bloodline," he intoned, his words sending a shiver down my spine. "They walk a path separate from ours, yet intertwined with our fate. Seek the one who bears the mark of the crescent moon, for they are the key to unlocking the crystal's power." A surge of realization washed over me, the pieces of the puzzle clicking into place. The crescent moon, a symbol of power and destiny, held the key to unraveling the mystery of the chosen one.

"Adrian, it seems you truly are the chosen one!" Stevie appeared elated as he approached Adrian. "What do you mean by I'm the chosen one?" Adrian asked. "In addition to safeguarding the Draco Vein, we have another duty—to await the chosen one. The chosen one is the one who commands the Draco Vein," Stevie explained, his gaze firmly fixed on Adrian. Without a doubt, Adrian was that person. After decades of waiting, they had finally reached this day.

A sly smile crept its way into her reddened lips, her eyes squinting with her smile, “Your highness, we've found the Chosen One.” This seemed to have caught my father's attention as his relaxed sitting position changed instantly, on this information he sat up more properly, leaning forward, “Go on, who are they?” Sasha drew out as though she had the upper hand before the king before she finally answered, “It’s a girl named Diana.” My heart stopped, they were talking about Diana and how she was the Chosen One. What was the chosen one and why did it matter? I may have already heard about this chosen

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.